Every object I’ve deemed worthy to sit on mine has a fond memory and a special person attached.
Everything is in miniature, of course, to fit, sit, and stay. Birds made of red glass, green, blue, and crystal. Real seashells dipped in silverplate, heart-shaped rocks, and tiny signs. There’s a Mary Engelbreit stained glass round that leans against the window so I can see its message: “Don’t Look Back” with the drawing of a person at the crossroads of “Your life” and “No longer an option.”
The subject of today’s sketch is actually a pewter brooch with a bent hinge. It belonged to my mom and during one of my visits, as we sorted through her jewelry, I asked for the broken pin.
I never saw Mom wear this piece of jewelry, so I wasn’t sure at the time why I wanted it. But now, after looking back (sorry Mary), I think it’s because it represents something we had in common—our love for creating art.
Common bonds.
Onward dear friends. xoxo