A few months ago I finished my first On Trusted Wings piece.
It sat with me in the studio for a long while.
I didn't show her to anyone.
I was in a magical trance.
A harmonious dance between spirit and self.
Between art and artist.
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After a few days I allowed myself to wonder what other pieces this eagle shape would adorn.
What shape it would take, and what it was capable of creating.
A few more pieces were born of it, and then it fell quite for awhile.
They stopped speaking to me as loudly or as clearly.
Maybe I allowed life to get the best of me.
Chaos ensued, and I didn't have the real time these pieces demanded.
So I listed and sold the first batch of the On Trusted Wings series <---- read about the motivation behind the original work here.
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As soon as I listed them, I regretted it.
Not because I was sad to see them find homes, not that pieces themselves weren't magnificent, but I knew that I should have dug deeper.
There was more to it.
There was still a spark. They were talking, maybe in a whisper, but they had important things to say.
I felt like the series was half done.
Half visited.
Half explored.
Half assed.
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So although a little discombobulated (as life seems to be at times).
I finished the series.
It took a second season, but they are beautiful just the same.
♥ Carin
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