I'm thinking about numbers this morning....this is my 697th post and the first photo is my 999th photo on my new camera (that I've only had 10 days) and this morning is my 10th monthly infusion of zometa (the medication that is rebuilding the bone mass that the tumors are destroying)...a lot of significant numbers for me today!
I feel so lucky to still be here...and so blessed in my family, friends, and the amazing people who visit here and send me their kind thoughts and wishes and actually come back and do it again and again!
And pat asked me about my fascination with the hand as a motif that I come back to again and again and wondered if there was a story behind it? I got to thinking about it and realized there were many answers to that question....for one thing I've "always" made things with my hands...I can remember being 4 or 5 and sewing doll clothes with my cousin helping and being 6 and visiting my oma and opa in germany and playing with some nails and corks in one of their kitchen drawers, and then drawing and drawing and drawing in my teens and again in my 30's before finding beads in my early 40's.....so that's a big part of it. I also found the hamsa hand was a perfect vehicle for the guardian spirits I've been making for years now and here I am, back to my own hand again. Also the hand has been a model for artists from the earliest days, sometimes the only "model" they could afford to pose for them again and again, lol! But, I think, finally, what it comes down to is that I just like the shape...it's recognizable at many sizes, so I can make a pair of earrings at 2" that are just as obviously hands as the fullsized 6.5" ones.
So now I have to go sit in a clean, well-lighted place for an hour or two...and when I come home I have a small hand to work on...;)