On A Birds Wing On A Birds Wing
My connection to birds shows up in my art frequently but really still remains a mystery to me. I recall as a child wanting to take care of birds. One time in particular I had found an injured bird and had put it in a box to get it home to care for it. On the way home I had an epileptic seizure and as I lost control of my body the box began to tip and the bird began to cry out. I was consumed with concern for the bird fearful it would be injured further. Fortunately the bird was fine and shortly there after returned to the wild. This moment marked a new beginning for me because it was the last seizure I ever had. Having been on anti-seizure medicine for 5 years I had forgotten to take them for about a week. After the seizure I was taken to the Doctor’s office were the EEG revealed that my brainwaves were normal. They decided that the sudden removal of medicine had caused the seizure however I would not have to take medicine again. After years of feeling a disconnection from my consciousness and drive I was gifted with a new life without the mind numbing medicine. When I began working with clay last summer I felt a similar reconnection to my being; A newfound clearing and revitalization in my life. I feel deep gratitude for Chirs Scamehorn’s guidance on my journey with clay. It is nice to be home again.
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