As titled, I continue to work in my journal pretty consistently, without preconceived direction, and I am pretty happy with what is happening. I have more pages to show in future posts. When I need to relax at night, and watch some TV, I have been taking a smallish box of random pieces of text, images, or whatever I pull out of my ginormous collection of papers, scissors, glue, and sit down while watching TV and see what I can come up with. I may or may not add paint or whatever later. I am enjoying this process.
My favorite flea market vendor came through for me again with these gorgeous broken rosary pieces....she knows me well! I sooo love the crucifix with the thread wrapped around it....I am not sure of the significance. I thought it was loose and they wrapped the thread to secure it, but it really doesn't seem to be loose, but the character that thread has created for me far surpasses the reason, and I sit and think of the fingers that ran over that thread to make it so well worn, the abundant faith and power of the human soul. It will be hard to part with , if I do.
The hankies were a score that I wasn't planning on, but when she showed me the lot of them she got with pinned notes still on them, dates, and locations. They look like possibly they were from maybe a hankie club and exchange of sorts, an older version of our own art swaps now, and we see still that the desire of connection with people through exchanges is still so powerful. To want to exchange a personal part of yourself with others and connect is so basic through the generations.
Thanks for all your encouraging words and support. I am grateful for that and the connection you all give to me....a very beautiful one.
Here is a quick version of the story of my creative thought process. When I started on these earrings I was so anxious to use these vintage materials, rosary and what I consider an exquisite vintage brass chain. Just holding these makes me a little nuts, and if you are a vintage person you know what I mean. Anyway, the feeling of the rosary instantly starts my mind wandering to God, and my life, and my beliefs....and then I started really being interested in the white colors in the chain and the stones, and then I thought of reverence, being in awe of something, believing.....faith. Don't get me wrong, I fear the thought of sounding like a holy roller because that I am far from. I respect all religions, and when you hear me talk of my faith, it is just that, mine, and it works for me. It doesn't mean you have to be catholic to understand some of my creations, in fact I hardly consider myself catholic, just faithful. It means you have to understand feeling, what creating from the soul means, and understanding. I guess I wish I could convey the power that I feel from these pieces, a indescribable respect. To think of the hands that have held these rosaries before me is profound to me, the strength and power they must have transmitted. I get chills thinking about it. I hope you feel something , anything, for a response of any kind is better than none.
