Feathering Nana

Today is the day for celebration...Please meet

 Nana in Robin's Egg.  Nana has the soft coloring of robin's egg blue but a bit sullied.  Her face tells stories that have weathered her, but time has given her the title of Matriarch. 

The softness of her palette draws me in and the secrets I told her as I sculpted each line and wrinkle, flesh to the surface.  Even though sculpted, she has an energy about her.  She is wisdom and I want to hug her.  

Nana in Robin's Egg is wearing an ensemble completely hand dyed.  Her hair has old lace stitched in and I made her headpiece from a fallen feather.  I use fallen feathers in most all of my dolls.  It adds an feeling of inspired direction to each piece.  For as long as I can recall birds have been a reoccurring draw for me. 

As a child I would collect fallen feathers, not really knowing why.  Later in life I learned that these  were gifts, placed ever-so-gingerly in my path.  Feathers propel us....

When Grandma and  I opened our shop, we did not agonize over naming it.  We had a scrap piece of paper and we jotted down about five names that we both loved and guess what, they all had something to with birds, wings, and nests.  We settled on Cupid's Wing.  A quote found me and I put it on our business cards... this is it:

“We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.”-Lucretius

This is a back view of Nana.  Her clothing is all vintage.  Some pieces are cotton and have spots of rust showing and others I used my very own dye baths to take them deep into a new shade completely. 

Loosely in her hand, you can see one of her charges, a wee sprout.  I will show you another of her charges later this week! I am simply in love with Nana in Robin's Egg.

Have a wonderful day dear one.