17/11/2025
Meet Fia, the exquisite hanging nest.
Native to a willow tree, Fia was once a wreath. Under the promise of creative renewal and the magical spell of transformation, wreath-Fia unfurls in the gentle, steady, deep ~ breaths of water, slowly, surely, and freely ~ into twig-Fia.
Twig-Fia is yielding but not submissive, trusting but not gullible. Twig-Fia defies universities (yes, even the wide open, electric, big and wild University of YouTube), but sits fully in the maker’s hand, so firmly insisting on and resting into sturdiness, while chanting blessings of chaos:
Holding space… small turn big curve… weaving in and out… listen, feel, play, and repeat.
Satisfyingly and gracefully, Fia takes form of a nest and departs the maker’s hand, giving off sweet scents of spring, and calling to hang with the unfinished grass cordage.
Yes,
Life continues
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