Ash

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Ash bashes against the glass,trembling, wings ignite,scatter,moon dust, her aching heart;she must follow it into the darkto rage against the light.-KLovell The exceptional warmth o f summer brought a myriad of butterflies and moths to our garden this year. However, as exquisite as they are, admit I have a morbid fear of moths. One night I watched as a large Hawkmoth fluttered at the window, and given it's size, was extremely relieved it was behind glass. But I was also compelled to look, for despite their commonality to Scotland, I had never seen one before. Ash was made from reused packaging, a chocolate box to be exact (a gift given to us on Hogmanay as a 'first foot' for our new house. The round shape reminded me of a victorian love token, a gift given from an admirer to sway affections. I found the antique love card in a charity shop; it was a match made in heaven. Often wrapped with ribbon but mine is adorned with Beech leaves from my Mother Tree. In a bid not to waste anything, I like to dry preserve the leaves after they are done eco-printing.The alchemy of my cauldron, Earth, Fire, Air and Water. Ash; made in the forest, from my heart to yours. Original Watercolour with Mixed Media Archival Watercolour Paper and Repurposed Cardboard Packaging Circumference 25cm x 25cm Show more