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Sunday afternoon the sun pressed apart the clouds and every green thing arched toward the light. I consider myself a rather green thing, and thusly, followed suite. In the earlier weekend snow and wind, the cedar out front had dropped handfulls of bright new growth across the yard. I gathered them up, tucked myself into the moss and grass out back, and wrapped a handful of mini smudge bundles. Over the past couple years, smudging has become a practice near and dear my heart. Every day, when I step into the studio, before I pull out silver and stone, I light a bundle. I breath in that smoke, I envision it cleansing the stick and grit of life, I cleanse my tools, my room, the four corners, and I breath out intention. Intention that the work of my hands be honest and true, that it speak the language of earth and spirit, of love and healing, that each piece find it's right human and bring a strong dose of joy. And so, it is.
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(earrings: two in sterling silver, three in sterling and brass)
A cosmic collection of astral passages, the trace of galactic history made tangible in tidy, lobe-sized memorandum.
Circling around so many of these thoughts (the inherent good of [wo]mankind, the desire to burn bright, the interconnectivity of life and work and practice and intention), I created this small collection of earrings. They're lofty and uplifting, swinging comet tails to help raise your chin a little higher, glowing and weathered, just like each one of us. Some in solid sterling, some in sterling and brass, but each one unique, hammer-formed into arching three-dimensional curves. I kept a pair for myself, because you know I need me a lift to the stars too.
(you can find the whole collection in the shop now!)
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Be well today you little starlettes!
The day is too glorious to ignore, so the pups and I are off to heed her siren's call and wander a mountainside.
It's good to be back.
~ U ~