to give them feathers and wings


“I write stories I love to read myself. And I am profoundly enchanted by children and young readers, by their openness and curiosity, by their will to still ask the big questions about the world: where do we come from? What is this all about? Why is the world so beautiful and terrible at the same time? Children also still understand that we are just part of a huge web and connected to every plant and creature on this planet. They are still shape shifters and go easily into a story, whereas adults often hesitate to allow their imagination to give them feathers and wings.” — Cornelia Funke

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• the copper wire was gifted to me by my brother-in-law • he used to repair diesel generators for a living • he saved me SO much scrap, you wouldn’t believe

• i found the seaglass along the banks of fountain creek in colordo while mudlarking • technically i suppose it’s creek glass

• that’s where the cool driftwood came from, too

• the bright blue beads were part of a trade with a friend • she got soap, i got beads

• i traded soap for the green chip beads at an event in Nebraska like, ten years ago

• i bought a zillion of the tiny blue glass beads a billionty years ago • gonna be using THEM up for the rest of my life


it's this big:

• the entire piece is 12.25″ tall

• the driftwood stick is 4.75″ across

• the spiral is 1″ across & 2.75″ tall, counting the, er, stem bit?

• you know, that thing