Matters of Life and Death
The other night at the ballpark, I found another sweet mullet cut to add to my collection. For the record! I do love a well-done mullet, or as we called them in the ’80’s a “Bi-Level”.
I think I may have had the bi-level coiff for my senior picture….I remember that they were in style at the time, and I wanted one badly. Mother would not allow it, so I had the neighbor across the street cut it. Loved it!
This tatt caught my eye yesterday. Always full of questions, I asked the owner “Is that the tree of life? Are the words Hawaiian?”
Lakota was the language. The imagery represented Mother Earth, and Father Sky. The translation is:
Makpiyah Ate: Father Sky
Yuoniha: Honor
Ina Maka Yukka: Mother Earth Awaken
Wowicakl: Truth
The other arm translates to:
Yuoniha: Honor
Mitakuye- Oyasin: We Are All Related
Osikapi: Humility
Earlier this Spring, my sweet Etta was fixated on finding just the right branch to create a tree sculpture on her deck. She knew what she wanted, but couldn’t verbalize it. My mother finally drug the perfect stick home and Etta went to work.
This is what she created. This is a bit of a departure for her, as she usually likes to spray paint everything gold.
Except for the scary clown on the jet ski, this tree makes me smile.
Snow Globes would be another fun craft to make a memory jar. As simple as a small jar with a tight fitting lid and a trinket or two.
But these snow globes are my favorite:
