One of my dear coven sisters send me this cute card this week. She wrote some incredible sweet words on it. I was so happy and made these Halloween style potholders for her.
I just sat with the old witches around the table, drank some tea and we had a great time, crocheting and laughing about my struggle to be a fine artist.
To come out of an impasse, just crochet a potholder !
And there are three more serious projects on the way;
* Making things for the December expo of gallery Wansinki in Teuven,
* Participating in the Kunstsupermarkt in the Stadsgallerij Heerlen in November 2007/January 2008,
* designing a softie for a craft book!
Enough work to do for a happy lady,
Pumpkin blessings for you.
Afternoons & Coffeespoons - Crash test dummies
Friday, October 26, 2007
Afternoons & coffeespoons
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Natural Mystic
The only way I know to really heal my soul is to create, it's my way of praying.
By working with my hands, drawing, crocheting, sewing;line by line, stitch by stitch.
Making repeating moves with my hands I go in a meditative state. Where thoughts and judgements do not matter anymore.
Only movement, and slowly it becomes a form, a sculpture.
The creating holds the divine.
I'm making some 'book bags' at the moment, from the cutest fabrics.
Beats plastic bags from the shops by far.
And this voodoo doll is a fun way to store my needles!
Natural Mystic - Bob Marley
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Rehab
I want to share my sculpture "Kwan Yin's friend" with you,
and the last words of the Charge of the Goddess (version Starhawk/ Doreen Valiente)
Let My worship be in the heart that rejoices, for behold- all acts of love and pleasure are My rituals.Let there be beauty and strenght, power and compassion, honor and humility, mirth and reverence within you. And you who seek to know Me, know that your seeking and yearning will avail you not, unless you know the Mystery: for if that which you seek, you find not within yourself, you will never find it without. For behold, I have been with you from the beginning, and I am that which is attained at the end of desire.
Blessings and love for you readers.
( I maneged to go alone for a walk today, afterwards I sat under a blanket shivering for an hour. But I'm making progress towards a better way to handle life, so I'm a bit happier tonight.)
Rehab-Amy Winehouse
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Oblivion
These days I feel naked and vulnerable more than I consider normal for me. I stay in my house almost the whole time. If I have to go outside I feel very uncomfortable. As if I was walking in my underwear on the streets. And be sure that is not a thing I would do without a gun against my head :-)
But this gun is inside my head, feelings of insecurity, incapability.
Being a too small creature in a big fearsome world.
I'll have to go on a quest to find my inner brave knight. So we can concur the dragons inside and outside together.
Or invoke Pippi Longstocking very quick.
Wish me luck and good times, and that I may find a lot of compassion for my self image. A broader view and lots of courage.
The title of this blog entry refers to Macy Gray's Oblivion.
I'll try experimenting with song titles as blog titles. Because I love all this songs in my head that my inner DJ plays, and like to remember them. I'm a lyric girl, lyrics are more meaningful to me in a song than the music.