I’m wearing the bird on a branch necklace here to show you what it looks like when someone wears it. It matches well with a white dress or blouse, and light blue would be pretty as well. There’s a story. When i was taking the photograph, i tried to lift the necklace over my head, chain and all. My hair is long so it got tangly. A small branch that was attached broke. (Close up pic) So i had to repair the branch and rebake all over again. (Standing picture of me the branch is longer) These things do happen in art when you are testing things out and trying things out. The main thing is not to give up hope. Now i learn its much better to unclasp the necklace carefully. And i learnt joinings must be thicker. Its all part of the process. Im glad to still have this piece and it was inspired so I’m glad it looks a little like what i envisioned in my mind. I hope to improve on the branch series. The beautiful thing about art is its never broken forever, its never imperfect, it comes into being and just is. You can give things a new life.
I made this necklace with clay. Its a bird with an ornamental bottle and small crystal on a branch with a dreamy blue celestite stone of lucid state awareness. The light blue veins running through it is inspired by Chinese Porcelain. Its kind of one of my dreams to recreate in some way inspired by Spirituality and how Ancient Chinese Art was created.
The old man surrounded by flowering ginseng. Ginseng is a herb i’ve always had an affinity to. The taste, the scent the properties. I think i was influenced by the sheer amount of chinese medicine and medicinal teas i have been consuming. Also memories of consuming ginseng when i was not well. The picture denotes an old man linked to ginseng. At the end of his life and a kind of longevity. A kind of neverending growth and wisdom steeped in the ground. The Earth God. The jade jar collecting drops of youth that come from his wisdom. Any negativity being transformed into wisdom and growth.
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Paying a visit to the God of nine sky heavens. After climbing through all the soul worlds to reach him, instead of having tea-he gave me healing. He was busy growing his spiritual green vines. Used for connecting mortals in the mortal realm to each other. With his hand on my back, i vomited a good quantity of blood. He steadied me and said nothing. We sat there for a long while before he sent me on my way
A meditation on the spiritual consciousness. Spiritual kin and achieving insight through meditation. The drawing is bathed in light and aura colours.
After being alive since the beginning of time, and caring for immortals and mortals alike. The ebb and flow of life presents itself as a spurt of blood coughed out. Tracing the source of the blood flow may prove difficult. When it started and which immortal or mortal may have caused it is not possible to trace. An accumulation and amalgamation of countless lives. Though she has only lived one here. Its time to move back into seclusion with her spiritual kin. The trees with winding branches set at equal spaces awaits her. Her tea table waits for her. The grove long forgotten and few find.
I was emotional so the seal was stamped less than straight. But i think this adds to the work. A timely reminder of how i feel.