"I could make THAT." I hear it all the time. I could say it a lot of the time and it would be true.
However, owning the handiwork of another artist is an honor. When I hold in my hands someone else's creativity, talent, and dedication, there is a clear connection between our spirits. I might be able to duplicate the object itself, but I cannot duplicate the joy it brings me to hold in my hands the coffee mug of another potter.
When I wear my Bina Geyer earrings, I am connected to a wonderful woman who lives across an ocean from me. Every time I place a spoon on my David Posner spoonrest, I am reminded of the workshop I took from him and all the knowledge he shared with me. When I bathe with my Shine Your Hiney Soap Company soap, I can feel the love that Diane puts into every bar.
Just as my children connect me more closely to my Creator, these works of art and outpourings of self connect me with their creators. Many times I could duplicate an object, but I could never duplicate the love that went into it.
6 comments:
what a lovely thought...
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This is a great post, great thought for sure. I understand how you feel when I'm buying things from Etsy, it's like I just can't believe the things people make.
Brilliant! That is why my cupboards are full of other potter's mugs.
That's beautiful and deeply thoughtful. And to think -- you have my genes!
Hugs,
Mom
so true - and why I love to buy handmade.
Wonderful post and I couldn't have said it better myself.
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