The Witch's Life

Have been reading a great deal of diverse things lately-one of the gifts of winter-and was intrigued by this lovely poem by Anne Sexton.  It calls to me to make art of it.  ~Foxmorton  :)

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The Witch's Life

When I was a child
there was an old woman in our neighborhood whom we called The Witch.
All day she peered from her second story
window
from behind the wrinkled curtains
and sometimes she would open the window
and yell: Get out of my life!
She had hair like kelp
and a voice like a boulder.

I think of her sometimes now
and wonder if I am becoming her.
My shoes turn up like a jester's.
Clumps of my hair, as I write this,
curl up individually like toes.
I am shoveling the children out,
scoop after scoop.
Only my books anoint me,
and a few friends,
those who reach into my veins.
Maybe I am becoming a hermit,
opening the door for only
a few special animals?
Maybe my skull is too crowded
and it has no opening through which
to feed it soup?
Maybe I have plugged up my sockets
to keep the gods in?
Maybe, although my heart

is a kitten of butter,

I am blowing it up like a zeppelin.
Yes. It is the witch's life,
climbing the primordial climb,
a dream within a dream,
then sitting here
holding a basket of fire.

~Anne Sexton

Blessed Samhain

GOATS IN UNDERPANTS NOW AVAILABLE!

What Does the Fox Say?

When In Doubt....

Couldn't hurt....

Seeing the Seasonal Art

My lovely Green Man

In order to understand my thought process you'll probably need to read this blog.

HOW SEEING THE ART BEGAN

It's been a long time since I've been able to *see* religious art.

But now that I have, I'm on a roll.

Having just completed coordinating FESTIVAL of the SEASON, where one of my displays was a live barnyard scene featuring a storyteller gifting us with THE NIGHT THE ANIMALS TALKED, I stumbled upon this creche made in Italy just sitting in the thrift store, for $4.99.

It had to make the trip home with me.

(Because, as we all know, I need just *one* more piece of thrift!)  

;)

Nativity scenes abound in the shops this time of year but this one was particularly lovely.

I wouldn't say no to a barn like this!

(Though I could do without the three wise men and the camel........)

At any rate, this will be the first time in my adult life that I will display the Nativity in my home as I celebrate my beloved pagan Yule.  I see Baby Jesus as the Sun King and the animals, well, we know they played a very important part.  They always do.

All the characters were in a bag, but when I got home I found this......
a wee hidden oxen.  Amazing that he made the trip from donation to my home, hidden in his little cubby!

The stable is marked MADE IN ITALY on the bottom as are the characters, with the added date of 1983.
It all is so amazingly detailed.

There was no goat.....  :(
but I like to think that this would be my Darla.....
I also like to think that on that night, a goat was there.

It's all quite beautiful and I do look forward to enjoying it this holiday season.

'Tis the Season......See the Art!

Blessed Yule, my friends.

I honor and celebrate with you in the belief of your choice.

xox

~Mimi

Dark Madonna

Found this lovely treasure, a darker toned Madonna, in the thrift shop.

It's really quite lovely.

I love discovering art.........