On Inauguration Day, I woke up feeling....energized. I put on my robe and my string of pearls, and shuffled to the kitchen for coffee, preparing for the ceremony to come. I felt connected to so many of you. I had received notes and messages from several who had commissioned or bought dissent collars, saying you were wearing them that day. We were connected by so many threads: rejoicing in the strength of women, a compassionate new President Joe Biden, and Kamala Harris, a Woman of Color, taking her place as Vice President of the United States of America...the Dark Ages of the past four years coming to a close.
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Listening to Jennifer Lopez singing Woody Guthrie's song "This Land is Your Land" brought me to tears, Amanda Gorman's poetry brought us to our feet...countless moments of art, inspiration, aspiration, and humanity. While the celebrations continued, I was inspired to get to work. I kept my pearls on, added my overalls, and decided that I would go on instinct and make something new. I wanted to celebrate, I wanted to shatter some glass, I wanted to play with pearls and pulverize some sky blue lapis.
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A friend celebrating her birthday on Jan 20th decided to buy the necklace, while saying she had an idea for birthday earrings. She sent me a drawing and we talked on the phone, caught up on life, discussed these earrings and how much hope and love we have for America. The earrings commemorate the date, a palindrome, and based on Leonard Cohen's 'Anthem'... I feel honored to once again be a catalyst for your creativity. (And I love these earrings so much, I am making myself a pair!) xoxox
The birds they sang
At the break of day Start again I heard them say Don't dwell on what has passed away Or what is yet to be Ah, the wars they will be fought again The holy dove, she will be caught again Bought and sold, and bought again The dove is never free Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That's how the light gets in We asked for signs The signs were sent The birth betrayed The marriage spent Yeah, and the widowhood Of every government Signs for all to see I can't run no more With that lawless crowd While the killers in high places Say their prayers out loud But they've summoned, they've summoned up A thundercloud They're going to hear from me Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That's how the light gets in You can add up the parts But you won't have the sum You can strike up the march There is no drum Every heart, every heart To love will come But like a refugee Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That's how the light gets in Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That's how the light gets in That's how the light gets in That's how the light gets in |
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