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It's been a long time since I collected angels. The first one was a ninety-nine cent department store special that I told my 6-year-old self was going to be a present for my Granddaddy. I'm almost 42, so you can guess how old that little plastic angel would look if I could find it now! I think I did give it to Granddaddy with lots of hints about how I ought to keep it for him. . .I don't remember, but I am pretty sure I ended up with it and kept it in my nightstand drawer. The last time I remember seeing it was , well, I don't know when. I do remember loving that "angel" is part of my name, and I do remember loving the shape of the robe that particular angel was wearing. My collection was never anything official, and I kind of gave up on it after angels became a popular thing sometime in the eighties. Still, angels occasionally call to my creative self; this time, it was the glass that needed to be made into an angel. Hope you like this one. JOY 2007 is written in stringer of ivory/amber/gray, and the rest of the glass is just plain ivory. Wings and halo are not melded to the glass, just wound on to a loop on the upper back and around a groove at the top of her head. Primitive, ancient, satisfying to make.
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Let's just be candid here for a moment, shall we? Santa is a good man and a good husband. Mrs. Claus knows this, and she proudly tells him these things at least once a day. However, Mrs. Claus has been keeping an eye on the younger generation of elves, and she's not real keen on the idea of having potential temptresses in the house, ya know? No need to be coy, we all know we'd probably feel the same way. Just because trouble speaks softly and respectfully and doesn't intend to cause you problems, that doesn't mean it isn't t-r-o-u-b-l-e. . .so, in the interest of happiness all 'round, Mrs. Claus is helping Sassy the Elf find a new gig. Mrs. Claus reports that Sassy happens to have a wickedly funny sense of humor and would be a great companion to keep by your desk at home or work. She also figures Sassy would make a very eye-catching addition to a gift for someone on your "naughty but in a very nice way" list. C'mon, help a girl out, won't ya? Big bonus, you help prevent trouble at the North Pole, and nobody really wants disruptions in the gift giving operation, do they?
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". . .and in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be."
Okay, Beatles fans, please forgive me. I know there must be a story behind "Let It Be," and I imagine it doesn't really have much to do with the Madonna even though Paul is singing "mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be."
Here's what happened, just because I like to tell the story behind each of my artworks. I was listening to the Beatles this morning, actually watching a youtube video of Paul singing "Let It Be". Well, you know, as corny a choice as it might be, "Let It Be" really is one of my favorites of the Beatles'. Now, head to the torch to make one more Madonna and Child for Christmas, still humming "And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,there will be an answer, let it be. For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,there will be an answer. let it be."
Surprisin... or not so surprisingly if you can let your imagination roam freely across a few different boundaries, the song and the Madonna can do a dance together. Mary must have been thinking about the hours of darkness that were to come as she held that newborn. She also had to have the strength to let it be, to know there will be an answer. As I thought about this, the black swirl of glass grew around Mary's head, the coming hours of darkness.
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Dance with abandon, open yourself to life, set your soul aflame, and your heart will rejoice! Don't we all wish we could let go and live life like she is dancing, with complete abandon? Maybe you can. Maybe you can't. Maybe you have tried. Maybe you've cried. Maybe, maybe, whatever may be may be? Just let go for a moment, and let your soul free to choose its path. . .then take that moment of freedom and apply to your life in little ways. It may seem like such small changes will never make a difference, but I think you will be surprised. I think you will find yourself growing bit by bit, quietly becoming who you never thought you'd have the nerve to be. Peace, Ang
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