Last weekend I was walking in our garden to take some shots of flowers blossoming. It was a somewhat rainy day but I just had to go out in between the showers. And there it was, a fragile little snail with a tiny little house crawling over a cherry branch.
It wasn’t even more than one centimeter. I couldn’t resist taking pictures of her. As I get animals in front my macro-lens they always make me think. It’s as if they want to tell me something. I remembered that in September when I resurrected this blog I also had a snail pictured. At that time it was a snail without house. It struck me as symbolic that today I got the snail with house before my camera just on a moment I begin to feel at home on my blog.
It isn’t easy to start a blog as an untrained writer. Often it is a big struggle to find the words. But I do like the challenge. Writing even starts to help me to get more clear where to write about, a very unexpected bonus. So what needs to get clear?
I am a jeweler who is always inspired by the abundance in nature around me. This strange process from inspiration into a tangible piece of jewelry is what I would like to share with you.
So.. there’s another story connected to a snail house which led to a silver object.
Two years ago I found the empty shell of a snail. With two-component silicon material I made a mold of it. This mold I used to make part of a tiny whistle to call out my creativity and joy with sound. Sound does other things than visuals and that was something I needed at that time. I chose the snail house to be part in the whistle because I felt I was hidding inside and I needed to get out. So every now and then I carry the whistle with me, to call out the courage to go on, on my creative path. As you see what I have accomplished since those two years, you can see the whistle worked.
Althought my blog is still tiny, like the little snail, I know now it’s perfect as it is and only has to start growing into a big snail. But remember, as a shy writer there will be times I just want to curl up inside my shell.
After telling this story I am curious which animal has inspired you to make a piece? Please, share your stories in the comments