Liz asked to see more of my handwork. Am currently carrying this small piece (spring nest) roundabout our home looking for a place that feels like a good fit for short term display. The layer upon layer of glittering and shiny beads and glistening embroidery threads are a conscious homage to my inner Crow spirit.
Have at times hung this as a backdrop for a seasonal/spring altar. But right now I want it to be in my ongoing line of vision while I contemplate how much I want to de-construct this type of layered story-telling so it's more in line with my shifted sensibilities and things we might all create in a collective thrall of expressive call and response with our shifting species-level consciousness.
It's very true that pretty is as it does.
Even more true: sometimes it's just fun on rocket fuel.