Added a new piece to the shop today. This one is highly textural and visually interesting! Cutting away those layers to reveal underlying colors and fabrics is a bit like therapy and peeling away psychological layers to get to the root of where someone is really hurting--not always easy to do for any of us...
Today I realized this little piece that had been hanging around for so long had more to say than I thought it did. Today I realized it had a story to tell, well, a poem at least. From the beginning I kept having the word "free" pop into my head when I was working on this piece, reminding me that I feel like a free bird now, not a caged one. So today, I thought of pulling out one of my favorite poems to become part of this piece. Maya Angelou wrote, "I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings," and the first stanza fits this piece so well:
"The free bird leaps on the back of the wind
and floats downstream till the current ends
and dips his wings in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky."
Have you ever been in an abusive relationship that left you feeling like a bird trapped in a cage? And then one day some kind of catastrophe happened, like a hurricane, and your cage was knocked down and the door flew open and you knew you had to escape, or it would be the end of you? But you didn't want to leave, because that cage was the only thing you had ever known, and you very much loved and needed and wanted the person keeping you in the cage in your life? Knowing you could never, ever replace that person made you not want to be let go. But then, against your wishes, you were freed from the cage by some awful thing, free to be all that you were created to be, but the freedom was scary, and you desperately wanted to be back where you felt comfortable or at least knew what to expect, but you knew you could never go back there? It was a dark place to be until one day, you pulled back the curtain and felt the sun on your face and realized at last that you really were FREE, could really see the freedom right in front of you! Free for the first time in your life, unfortunately it's bittersweet, because you didn't want to be free from the person keeping you in the cage, you just wanted to be free of the cage. You just wanted the person keeping you in the cage to stop trying to keep you bound, and just let you be free WITH them...
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