Wow! What I thought would be an easy task soon turned into a volume of information to sort through. So I decided I would start my own book as I collect information. This is what I started with -
(more notes I need to add to the book)
...There were even several distinct groups of nymphs as well, that were based on where they lived and what they protected. I knew that Efem liked the association with trees, so I looked further into the hamadryads and dryads. Hamadryads are one with their tree and cannot be separated without withering and dying away. This was not Efem as I felt she could travel anywhere she wanted to go. The dryads, on the other hand, were free to move about in a forest or any place trees lived.
This sounded more like Efem as she really doesn't like being rooted to one spot. So what type of tree familiar or spirit is she is connected to? She did not seem to have the characteristics of the Pine, as she is not quick tempered and needling, nor was she as bendable in her nature as the Willow, flowing from happy to sad with the sun and the rain. She was not like an old Oak, slow to move but very knowledgeable, nor motherly like the Maple.
As I continue walking I see a light ahead illuminating from a window with a door next to it. Nothing unusual except for they are on the trunk of an Ancient Oak Tree.
Startled, I ask what mystical roots would that be? Slowly she starts to speak, "Do you remember when you first started on this path and told me that the only way you would learn to sculpt was if I made it interesting?" I nodded my head, thinking back that I thought I had been only talking to the voice in my head... or so I thought.
"Did you not acknowledge that your four boys would be where you would start with your clay?" Again I nodded my head, thinking it would have been nice too if I had said something about how long I was going to be spending on this particular path.
"What logo did you decide to use for this path," the Old Woman asks? I replied that I had been looking into the mystical meaning of the Celtic Trees. "Correct", the Old Woman said, "and you drew a line for each of your sons standing on the foundation or line of your love for them."
I reply, that it is a hazel wood. The Old Woman smiles as she tells me that she so loves a twist in a tale. "For is that not the name of your grandmother too?" Yes, it was, I replied my grandmother's name was Hazel Woods.
As the Old Woman stands and starts to usher me out the front door, tea cup and spoon in my hand, she reminds me "You remember where you started from, now is the time to look ahead." Before she closes the door, she takes the cup from my hand saying - "You will need to give this to Efem," leaving me the spoon.
I am sitting at my sewing machine (sewing doll outfits of course) and listening to a program on my tablet, when I hear these words... "What happens if...?" This woman was talking about her creative approach towards her writing. SPARK! I know that process! The "What Happens If..." process - it is what I use in my own approach to my creativity.
Then Curiosity rolls it around into the next...
What happens if... I take that idea and with a lump of clay turn it into a doll? And then Curiosity keeps that ball rolling until...
This What happens if has now becomes a character which my Curiosity has chosen to ride along with. The two of them fuel the creative sparks that feed my work.
For if I don't have Curiosity along for the ride, the What happens If's might never happen and how sad that would be. I love my Curiosity, as it has taken me many places (with maybe some I shouldn't have traveled), and how much bigger my world is for having gone there in the first place.
So, I put the What happen if's in my backpack. I stuff my Curiosity into my travel bag and take off to travel the paths of creativity. I bring along my compass (so I can stay true to my path), my map (so I can have a point of destination or goal), and my admission tickets (giving myself permission to play with my inner child) and head on out the door to those creative places - Let's Go!...
It is an interesting and serious process acquiring a name. It may reflect a well known hero, a family member to be honored, or it can be related to an emotion - such as Joy, Love, or Desiree for example. A name is a very personal element. Not everyone is thrilled with being called 'hey-you'.
My process of naming is intuitive. The more my characters tell me about themselves the more their name is revealed. Often their names will come in a dream and I don't need to dig any deeper.
Not so with my newest character. At the time when I began her, she was going to be a part of a sister energy. I recently walked the path of loosing my sister to cancer. Part of my healing is to use my art to reveal and play with that powerful and loving relationship between sisters. After all, sisters are a breed unto themselves (just ask my brother).
Welcome to my blog. This is where I will reveal the magic of my Fae and their stories and share with you some of the success and pitfalls through the journey of doll making, sculpting, and other crafts that all come back to my dolls in many ways.