On Letter Writing

Whilst reading a book in the bath the other morning, I came across this lovely paragraph by the eternally quotable L.M. Montgomery:

“In a generation or two letters will be obsolete.  Everyone will talk to absent friends the world over by radio.  It will be nice; but something will be lost with letters.  The world can’t eat its cake and have it, too.  And none of these things really “save time.”  They only fill it more breathlessly full.

[Saturday December 16, 1922 — Volume 3, L.M. Montgomery Selected Journals]

Spot on, Maud!  Spot on!  Well, except the part about the radios, we call that the interwebs these days, my dear and lovely friend.

I sat down that morning to do a little letter writing to distant friends because I find the work relaxing and joyful, even when the news I share is dark or sad in nature.  I’ve always been a letter writer as far back as I can remember.  In grade one, I had a penpal in Moosomin, Saskatchewan and she never wrote me back but I wrote her religiously and zealously on a monthly basis for a full year.  I remember one day her non-responses really miffed me and I wrote her a letter to tell her she was an awful penpal.  After that, she finally wrote me a letter, it was the only one she ever wrote and shortly after, I admitted defeat and never wrote again.  I guess some penpalships just don’t stick, and that’s fine.  In real life, people fail to jive all the time!  Why wouldn’t it be true of letter making as well?

Anyway, now I’m just rambling about my epistle failures of the past.What I really wanted to share with you is the why of my love for letter writing.  I like to make some moments of my life slow and sacred.  For this reason, I am a bather (additionally and admittedly, I also have a gorgeous tub).  It forces me to slow down and relax for a stint when I make a bath and get in it for a soak.  Letter writing does the same thing for me, it causes me to slow down and invest myself in a moment before I get carried away by the tides of life again — that is to say, it is an activity that pleasantly locks me in a moment, it forces me to be present.  I think a well written letter is a work of art and for the most part, a lost art.  A letter is a long distance dialogue and should be viewed as a continuous conversation in my opinion.  A well written letter should contain your own fresh life news, responses to the news that was shared with you by the correspondent as well as a fresh batch of questions or declarations that will incite further dialogue in future letters.  Nothing is more drab than receiving a letter wherein a gal only discusses her own life and doesn’t give a girl anything to respond to in the way of opinions or general rebuttal.  Trust me, you’ll find yourself scuffling about for something of interest to say when writing back.  Besides, don’t you want to know more about your friend?  Don’t you want to ask questions and discover each other?  Which reminds me of another quote I read recently:

So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding quite wonderfully, if only you were interested in them.

[Sylvia Plath]

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When it comes to a successful penpalship, I have a few suggestions for you, please feel free to contribute to my points in the comment section of this post, I’m sure you have wonderful ideas to add to this list:

1.  Buy stationary that you love, or make your own, either way, write letters on paper that pleases you aesthetically.  It makes the work a joy to sit down to and it makes the letter a joy to receive.  My favorite places to find stationary are in gallery or museum stores, Etsy or TJ Maxx!  I’ve also been known to write letters on leaves, birch bark, and other natural detritus!  Just call me Jilly Crockett.

2.  Set aside a time to write your letters so that it feels like a special time of sharing.  I like to write letters in the morning at my kitchen island when the light is brilliant and new and my cup of tea or coffee is delightfully hot.

3.  When responding to a friend by mail, keep their most recent letter on hand so that you can refer to it directly.  This allows you to address any ongoing conversation in your previous correspondence as well as answer any questions that might have been asked.  ***To be fair, my life is so disjunct here in the wintertime that I often misplace the letters that come my way or when I’m in the mood to write and am free to sit down for a stint, I don’t have the energy to go to my letter dresser and find the most recent piece of mail from my friend — I’m a much more artful letter writer in the summer months when life is a different sort of crazy.  Sorry, to all my dearest penpals.***

4.  Write letters to give, not to receive.  Write letters to put a piece of joy and hope in the mailbox of a friend.  Finding a handwritten letter in a mailbox is like discovering treasure.  I often meet the mail carrier when I see him coming, eager to receive my mail, eager to chat with him and discuss the day with a lovely person.  Letters bring light to my days and that’s a light I like to give to my friends and acquaintances in return.

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This week, I wrote eight letters.  How about you?

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It’s Saturday.  I just found myself yearning for a garden and a farmer’s market and perhaps freshly picked beets or carrots from the rows in the backyard.  Spring is springing and it’s quite nice.  I feel something gentle sprouting in my soul and I’m beginning to anticipate the summer months.

Be well, you beauties.  Have a glorious weekend.

Recent Makings

[sterling, copper & enamel]

I finished the bulk of this neckpiece a few months ago but felt the blossom needed a little more oomph so I added one more layer of petals and enameled this portion of the flower a gorgeous teal blue.  Now the piece has the perfect amount of zing, just in time for spring.  Oh!  Look at that!  What a nice rhyme.
[copper, sterling & enamel]

These neckpieces are a continuation of the cairn series I’ve been working on — they’re really all about color and form.  The enamel in both of these pieces is so nuanced, each stone is transformed by different kinds of light which reminds me very much of wet stones beneath lake or river water.  Complex and divine, so simple when lifted up and out of the water into the thinness of air.  They wear beautifully, are quite minimal and the chosen colors make for a very nature inspired racket around the neck.  They’re going to be a pain to photograph but I love them for what they are.

A Small Space in the Inbetweens

I’ve been somewhat absent from my own life lately!  It’s true!  After a week of foreign(ish) house guests we had our sister, brother and twinnie nephews arrive at the homestead for a visit and it’s been delightful!  Presently, those two year old babymonsters are napping so there’s a small space in the inbetweens and I slipped out to the shops to nab a few groceries as well as pop into my local vintage haunt to look for treasure and simply do a little something for myself for a few minutes.  The days here have been brilliant — a pure mix of snowfall and sun studded blue skies.  I’m in some kind of weatherly heaven and can hardly wait to get up into the mountains for a good gallop.

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In the meanwhile, I found myself thinking about collections while in Vain & Vintage this afternoon.  What kinds of little collections do you have?  I never claim to be a collector but when I look around my home and studio I realize I have some serious collections: vintage typewriters, brooches, nests, stones, feathers, the general detritus I find out in nature as well as coats.  Yes.  Jackets, coats and the like.  I have more than I can count.  What do you tend to collect?  I can’t help but be curious!
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We’re already soaring towards mid-March, I can barely believe it!
Next week, I’m looking forward to:
-establishing momentum in the studio again
-a walk up Gibson Jack for a sunrise with my camera and the dogs
-catching up on my epistle efforts, I’m dreadfully behind
– RW will have the Airstream fully wired and he’ll get to work on installing the interior aluminum walls (after that comes my turquoise floor), watching his progress on the Airstream makes me feel calm when I think about summer
-gathering with our local friends for dinner or a movie or some other social clumping about, I’ve missed seeing them these past two weeks
-a haircut
I hope you’re all well.  Tell me all about it.
xx
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:::POST SCRIPTUS:::
Thanks for all the spoon love!
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Kind of like Little Red Riding Hood

Confession:

[enamel, copper & graphite]

I want to spoon you.

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Happy Friday to you all!  Have a beautifious weekend and rest your souls.

xx

A Teaspoon For Soul Stirring

[copper & enamel]

I made a spoon yesterday.  Rather, I made four spoons, this is the spoon I managed to enamel, late in the course of the evening.  I’ve been wanting to try my hand at crafting flatware for a couple of years now and finally found myself with a dash of creative impetus yesterday afternoon whereupon I declared, “I’m going to go make a spoon.
So I did.
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You know, I’d like to try making and enameling little dishes, teacups, dessert plates (I did make quite a large copper bowl five years ago but I didn’t enamel it)….all of those items that are used on an daily basis, objects that are woven in to our mornings and evenings so seamlessly…namely because I think making such things is a healthy return to the root of craft! I know jewelry is incorporated into daily life as well but it is an adornment, not a tool.  I often daydream about making things besides jewelry that can become seamlessly enmeshed in the daily life of the individual who uses them.  I guess I mean:  Art that works.  Allow me to illustrate this statement with the following comparison.  In my mind, there are two kinds of beautiful men.  There are beautiful men who are a pleasure to look at and there are beautiful men who can build houses and replace the fuel pump on their truck.  Do you get my drift?  I want to make beautiful things that are beautiful for the sake of soul stirring.  I also want to make beautiful things that work and fulfill a need in daily life!
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People used to make things because they needed them.  They made clay pots, cups and dishes because they needed to eat off of something or they needed something to hold their wine.  They forged metal because they needed a teapot or a sword or a new horse shoe for their war horse.  Craft used to be a necessity and understanding how to make something and executing that ability to craft actually contributed to your own or another’s immediate and daily life.  This spoon is just a spoon, heck, I could go out to the nearest grocery store and pick up a bundle of spoons, but for me, crafting this particular spoon is a return to purposeful craft — I need a spoon to stir my tea, I will make a spoon that fulfills that need.  There’s something sort of magical about that, don’t you think?  Now I’m just randomly pondering out loud, tell me, what are your thoughts on this topic?
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Of course, I’m still smitten with art for the sake of art.  That’s wonderful too and it demands soul searching and a deeper internal process at times.
But this week, I’m mostly interested in spoons.  Spoons for stirring.  Spoons for sipping.
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Good grief!  Today is the start of March!  Can you believe it?  I keep thinking about tawny lions and shabby little sheep and wondering if the month will hold snowstorms or tulip sprouts.  We’re keeping a nice pair of house guests here for these next whiles so do pardon me if my presence out and about the interwebs is a smidge spotty.
I’ll be daydreaming of you all.
xx