I was asked to make a vessel for her mother’s ashes. There was never any question that I would make one. It was an honor. A privilege to be a part of this last journey. I had known her mother all my life. She had cared for me as a child. She was my neighbor. And throughout my career as a Potter, she had been a great supporter of my work. Her daughter told me there was never any question that she wanted me to make this vessel. She was confident that whatever I made would be reflective of her mom. I may have physically crafted this vessel but it’s design came from her spirit watching over the entire process. I was completely unaware of this while making the piece. It flowed together over the days and when I finished and really looked at it for the first time, I knew she had been with me all along . A girl who always had sand in her shoes and a seashell in her pocket.
As Juno leaves Neptune arrived! I am wondering how the Snowy Owl out on Sandy Neck has faired. I could not stop thinking about him/her as the storm raged once more. I’m huddling in my studio as the wind howls and the snow flies by. I hope the Owl is hunkered down out there. Perhaps it feels more at home in this weather than I do!
Out on Sandy Neck I found the Snowy Owl. Well camouflaged in the grass on a dune in the distance. I could barely make it out. Inspired, I set out to sculpt my on version of this amazing owl. It was a throughly enjoyable process. I do not do many sculptural pieces. I am not that comfortable with the process. But I enjoyed the journey and perhaps will venture into sculpture again. It has given me joy and confidence.