Oh Those Heavenly Hosts

A few more Host Necklaces before I take the weekend for myself:
These pieces are so weird, so me, so heavenly, so extraordinary, so organic…I would be quite content to keep every one for myself.
I will be gladly tidying up my interwebular correspondence spaces this weekend as well as canning grape jelly (concord and white).  It’s going to get pretty hot in the kitchen!  OH!  And I have the most incredible pumpkin soup recipe for you — it will feed your soul.

And now I must pull an apple crisp from the oven and feed some firefighters.  Again.

Happy Friday, sweet dreams and be well,
The Plume


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I’ll be listing these pieces on Saturday around 1PM – mountain time.


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THANK YOU TO THE LADIES WHO CLAIMED THESE PIECES!!!
xx

Playing Host

Lately, whilst out and about hiking and running in the mountains, I’ve been getting down on my hands and knees to get closer looks at mosses and lichens. My favorites are the lichens — those old fuzzy looking growths in fantastic hues that have found hospitable rocks and twigs to grown on. 

One day, I found myself thinking about how many different kinds of hosts can be found in nature and I started to ponder on what I’m a host of in this life. I’m talking about those invisible things that take up space in me. Those things that turn my heart, soul and mind into a host. Those things that feed off my energy or energize me. Those things I live in symbiosis with. Those things that are parasites that attach themselves to me and feed on the brightness of my spirit. 



Those things. 

Those things.


Nature isn’t so lucky, those rocks, those tree limbs, those hillsides that grow the wildflowers and the noxious weeds — they don’t get to choose what they host — they just do.


I, on the other hand, have the right to choose, over and over again, what I allow to take up residence in me. Out with the dark. In with the light. I will host goodness, love, mercy and light. I will shed off those layers of unkindness, anger, hate, abuse and darkness. I shall not play host to anything that is unwelcome. I shall not give space to any of those dark things.  I’ll keep a candle lit in the windows of my soul.  I’ll welcome the good promises in from the cold and I’ll keep the door barred when the bad things come knocking.


And so, with this in mind, I created the host necklace. A textured slab of copper that has been forged, repoussed, pounded (oh how I pounded, annealed, pounded, annealed and then pounded again…) and shaped into a lichen-like form. I’ve enameled (and counter enameled) this piece, fired it multiple times here in my studio kiln and strung it simply on sterling chain. 
You will be its host.

May it always remind you that you choose what you let in, what you keep inside you.
May it always remind you to welcome the light.

It’s in the Etsy shop now.
xx
Plume

Catching Blue

Well, I finished a few things today:
I’ll make these rings available tomorrow morning, 
over in the Etsy shop.

Farley kept me company in the studio all day.  He’s so sweet.  Just the other day, RW and I were discussing how attached he is to us.  He follows us everywhere we go, even if it means he lays down and sleeps at our feet.  When we move, he moves.  I love that dog.  I have a blog post to share with you tomorrow that is mostly about him and how amazing he is.  Anyway, he jumps up on my vintage, green wing back chair I have out in the studio and curls up in the most darling positions you’ve ever seen and he just snoozes while the Goldberg Variations boom in his velvet ears.  Technically, as of late, I’ve been hearing a whole lot of the Whip It soundtrack (which every one here should own….go get it now…it’s so great) and he snoozes to it too — even when Dolly Parton starts singing Jolene to us.  He is one of my best friends.  He really is.  He hears it all, shoulders everything I lay down and still loves me, every single day.  I should have named him Jesus (Oops.  I think that might have been sacrilegious).  How lucky am I to have his companionship?  So lucky.  I can’t believe I’m getting another German Shorthair Pointer in January!  I love these dogs so much.

This morning when I woke up, that beautiful morning light of autumn was pouring into the house.  I walked around with my camera trying to catch the blue wisps of it before the sun rose higher.
My Andy Goldsworthy book arrived by mail today.  I’m going to take it into the bath this evening and relax with it.  Do you know of him?  Does he move you?  He moves me like he’s the strongest thing and I’m a mountain.  
Just up and over.  There I am .  In a new place.

I was going to try to head back out to the studio for an hour or two, to enamel this wall hanging thing I dreamed up last night but I’m feeling ready to turn in for the evening, invite Farley up into bed and read a book until my eyes slide shut.

Sweet dreams to you all,
Plume
xx

Feeling Like a Million Bucks

Oh good day GOOD day to you all!
It’s so beautiful here in Idaho this afternoon.  I’m looking out of my big office window as I type this and it’s mountains and blue sky as far as I can see.  The silver sage seems to be glowing across the street from my house.  Talulah is at the curb, wagging her tailpipe.  The sun feels so fresh, so gold, so holy.  I think if I didn’t have a better grip on myself, I might fall down in a dead faint from the beauty that is in everything.

Some days are like that.  You know?  I hope you know.

 To let you in on the tornado of life:  Last week I was officially diagnosed as hypothyroid and hugely hypoglycemic (my blood sugar level is akin to someone who has been fasting for multiple days– ALL THE TIME — I really AM a hummingbird, I have to eat very, very often).  It explains so much.  My doctor is amazing.  I feel so much hope.  Those dreadful weeks when I was downright sick in the summertime are but a vague memory (I didn’t let you in on the worst of it).  Someone is working hard to make me better.  I’m so thankful.  I am so thankful.
You’ve been so patient with me.  Thank you!

I’m so glad RW is home, he’s so steady, I’m so glad to hold his hand while I make it through all of this.

In other news, I made some things:

And now I’m going to list them.
Sending you so much verve and love today,
Plume

PS  I bought these today!  Kinda wild, huh?


:::EDIT:::
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR YOUR AMAZING SUPPORT YESTERDAY!
I work for the most incredible people in the world.
Truly.
Thank you, one million times, with a cherry and chocolate sprinkles on top.
xxxxx

Detritus

Things of dreams.  Things of the real and now.
A new necklace constructed with the things I’ve seen on the forest floor lately and the things the forest floor made me dream.  This necklace features three enameled components, fired right here in my studio kiln, neon green lichen set in resin (collected in the North Cascades mountain range of Washington) and a hollow form setting that holds up the main enameled setting.  My standard chain with a hand fabricated toggle closure seals the deal.  It’s kind of wild, urchiny and of sea-ish soul…but it was born right here in Idaho.
One of a kind!