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“Shield Of Words” Finished

Shield Of Words

I was sitting in the car, waiting for Jon to get his blood drawn when the image came to me.

I saw her very clearly.  She was holding a long shield covering the left side of her body.  Her right hand was up and a moth was flying from it.  The shield was made of words.

I had just become aware of how powerful my words really are.  How they protected me.   They weren’t harsh words, or particularly smart or cunning words.

They were just the truth.

It was during an email with my brother I experienced this.  At the time I was in therapy working on my fear of being drawn into my family’s dynamic, a system that no longer worked for me. I was having an email conversation with my brother, who I have very little contact with, when I felt the old fear rising up.

I knew how I was supposed to respond,  the family script is deeply ingrained.  But instead of doing what was expected, I responded in a way that was best for me.  It was also during this time that I saw just how deep my fear was.  That even though I didn’t understand it all, I felt it.  And instead of making excuses for my brother and the way things were usuallyd done, or blaming myself,  I trusted that feeling.

That’s when I knew that my words, my truth, could protect me.

So when I saw the image of the woman and the shield of words, I got it immediately.  But I still wasn’t certain about the meaning of the moth.

Moths have recently visited me in my dreams, a few times in my studio this summer and had manifested in my art.  So I knew it was an important part of the image. But no matter how many times I searched its meaning in books and online, the symbolism was still elusive to me.

Then my cousin, who I haven’t seen in years, but am in touch with on Facebook sent me a message she found about the meaning of moth. The next day, Donna, who reads my blog, sent me a link to the same site…

“Moth medicine’s meaning is resurrection and transformation. A moth represents tremendous change, but it also seeks the light. Thus, moth spiritual meaning is to trust the changes that are happening and that freedom and liberation are around the corner.”

For the first time, the moth made sense to me. Then I read further on World Birds and found….”The cocoon of a moth represents bindings and trap, but once it emerges, the adult moth seeks light and liberation. This is very much symbolic of a soul of man that is drawn to Knowledge and Ultimate Truth.”

If my words were my shield, my protection, the moth was my means of moving on.  Moth represented letting go of the fear and moving into my new life more fully and the freedom that comes with that.

When I began making this piece my first idea was that it would be about 20×24 inches.  But as I brought it into the real world, it needed to be bigger and bigger.  And it was only after I stitched the woman’s face that I realized she resembled me.

Today I sewed a backing onto”Shield Of Words”  with my signature stitched on it.  I believe it’s sold, but if that doesn’t work out, I will be selling her and will let you all know.

You can see my whole process of making Shield of Words from the beginning here.

My Words, My Truth, My Thinking, Seeing with my own eyes, My Song,  My Beliefs, My knowing, My Decisions, My Choices, My Mistakes, My Dance, My Responsibility.  

My Fisheye and Macro Lenses

Red Grandma’s Scraps Potholders that I made yesterday.  Those are the scraps of the scraps flowing out of the garbage pail.

When I got my iPhone 11, the one thing I really missed was my Moment Lens.  I had a fisheye lens and a macro lens, that I used a lot and got used to having.

The iPhone 11 has a fisheye setting, but it doesn’t take the same photos as the lens can.  There were times when I wanted to take a picture and knew I could get it if I only had my fisheye lens, but couldn’t.  It was the same with the macro lens.

I gave up thinking I’d ever get those photos, but I didn’t give up seeing them in my mind and knowing the picture I was missing.

Then, last week I was telling Jon how much I missed the lenses and he looked online and saw that I could use the same lenses with my iPhone 11.  He ordered me a lens, then I went to the Moment website and saw the special cases that would allow me to attach the lenses.

I had looked for a case and lenses when I first got my iPhone 11 but didn’t see them at that time.

I bought the case and Jon got me the maco lens and I found my old fisheye lens in my desk drawer.

So now I have my lenses back.

This morning I used my fisheye lens to take this photo of the red Grandma’s Scraps Potholders I made yesterday and this afternoon I took my lenses into the woods.

It’s so good to have them back.

Trapdoor Snail, Trapped

This is my Trapdoor Snail Medussa. Sometimes Trapdoor Snails get stuck on their backs and can’t turn over. In the wild, something would eventually come along and eat them.  But in my tank, I just turn them over when they get stuck.

I wanted to see if  Medussa could turn herself over by reaching out to the fish tank wall. I’ve seen her do that before.  But when I saw she was having a hard time I turned her over and she went on her way.

Suzy’s Scarf and Another Shawl, On Its Way

Kitty wearing the scarf she bought from Suzy

My friend and artist Kitty Farnham, who introduced me to Bellydancing bought Suzy’s Rose Campion Scarf.  She sent me this photo of her wearing it, which I passed on to Suzy.

All of Suzy’s shawls and scarves sold quickly.

And now Suzy is almost finished with another shawl.  This one is made with some of my sheep, Asher’s wool (the deep brown wool below).  When it’s done I’ll be selling it on my blog too.

The new Shawl Suzy is working on.

See Ya Tomorrow

Bud fell asleep on my lap while I was reading Marilyn Robinson’s new book “Jack” yesterday.

Whenever I see the photographer George Forss, he always ends the conversation by saying, “Take the rest of the day off.”

I spent the morning doing shipping and paperwork and this afternoon I made a few red Grandma’s Scraps Potholders.  Jon and I also hung the new “Heroes Work Here” sign at The Mansion.

But right now I have as much energy as the flat gray sky out my window.  So I’m going to take George’s advice and take the rest of the day off.  See ya tomorrow.

Blue Grandma’s Scraps Potholders For Sale

Bud, the maple tree and my latest batch of Blue,Grandma’s Scraps Potholders.  For sale here.

This is one of Bud’s favorite spots to sit in the backyard.  He watches the tree and foundation of my studio and barn for any sign of movement from chipmunks and mice.

Today he stayed close as I hung my Grandma’s Scraps Potholders on the big old Maple.

These potholders all come from the blue scraps that Crik sent me, which belonged to her Grandmother.

They’re $20 each and it’s $5 shipping for one or more. You can see them all up close and buy them in my Etsy Shop, just click here. 

Grandma’s Scraps Potholder XX
Grandma’s Scraps Potholders XVI

Sun Cats

Sun Cats

Flo has found her Autumn warm spot on the steps of the front porch, heated by the sun and protected from the wind.

Minnie prefers the warmth of the slates on the back porch.  This afternoon she was stretch out, belly up, taking in the sun.  She looked so peaceful and content, I wanted to join her.

Heroes Work Here

The sign that Jon and I made for the Mansion blew away in the last wind storm.

They wanted another so this afternoon I made one. You might notice that the orange paint is the same color as the dining room table that the sign is on.  That’s because I once again raided the leftover paint in the basement to make it.

The light blue is from the bathroom walls, the dark blue from our Little Free Library and the green from the living room.

I still have plenty of paint left, so the next time the sign disappears, I’ll be able to make another.  I’ll keep making them as long as the people at the Mansion want them.

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