Friday, October 8, 2010

The eye is the jewel of the body - Thoreau

French - Joyeux Noël et Bonne Année!
I just love my brown eyes. Tom uses a toothpick to paint my iris and pupils. He must wear jeweler’s loops since my eyes are only 1/8 of an inch wide and 1/16 of an inch high. This is the most tedious part of the entire painting process, but it also the most important. The eyes give my friends and me our personalities. The small white dots in my eyes bring me alive. Tom sands the toothpick to a smaller point to place them at just the right place. I am now ready for the final finishing process to begin. I hope you like my new “look”.

In Mexico, a heart-warming story explains the origin of the poinsettia:

On a Christmas Eve, long ago, a poor little boy went to church in great sadness because he had no gift to bring the Holy Child. He dared not enter the church, and, kneeling humbly on the ground outside the house of God, he prayed fervently and assured our Lord, with tears, how much he desired to offer him some lovely present --"But I am very poor and dread to approach you with empty hands." When he finally rose from his knees, he saw springing up at his feet a green plant with gorgeous blooms of dazzling red.

Throughout the world, in every nation, from every heart, one prayer....

that all people live in freedom and peace reign everywhere.

A Christmas wish for you and all the world... PEACE

--- artist Brummett EchoHawk

1 comment:

  1. Oh...I love how your eyes look. Once upon a time, I used to do some ceramics and I always had trouble with the eyes...and they are, as you say, SO important. You are looking wonderful.....the transformation from where you started is AMAZING!!! I love the poinsettia story, too.