Grieving Sky Father

NB. THis blog post was
Originally Posted in April 2019

Once in awhile I deviate from my lighthearted and cheery blog posts to share a little slice of my soul. This is one of those times, but not to fear, there are also pretty pictures.

Before we get to the goods, let’s start out with some bling, my latest raku pottery vase creation ‘Sky Father‘. On an aesthetic level this vase’s name pays tribute to the sky as we see it in it’s blues, and the larger sky we share with the universe with galaxy like effect on the bottom third of the vase.

Click here to see more images of this vase here.

That’s the official rationale for the piece.

But sometimes secrets lie within the soul of an artwork. A little piece of the artist’s heart. Isn’t that what those who buy art pay for? ๐Ÿ˜‰

This vase is also named in memory of my own father, who I unfortunately never really knew.

He might have been as far away as the stars for me.

A myth in my life, a secret to uncover.

A love unknown.

How do I grieve someone who the world tells me should be of great importance in my life, but I never knew? How do I reconcile the passing of hope, of knowing what might has well been a mythical figure in my life, a faint outline?

I look up at the stars and enjoy the light that you can see of a star passed. How do I let go of the hope and longing for something that I can never touch?

I replace it with beauty in my life.

I use that energy to create beauty around me. Like this vase, and in the lives of the people around me.

This one is for you Sky Father.

Thank you for reminding me of my own mortality and that time is limited.

I am going to make sure that those around me know they are loved and appreciated and bring as much love and beauty into this world as I can.

It badly needs it.

Maybe you were just the father I needed.

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