The spirit of what is lost

Posted on Instagram on March 30, 2018

I was lying awake in my bed in the middle of the night. I am not fond of this new thing, this waking up in the little hours of the night.
Anyway.
I started to think - which is one of the reasons why I really don't like this new thing with the sleep.
I started to think about my artworks that were never returned to me by some galleries. My original drawings that I spent so many hours on, that I will never see again - and not because they found a home, but because the galleries owners didn't fulfill their part of the deal, to send my works back to me.
It physically hurts, every time I think about them.
And from there I went to think about other things I lost... Creations lost in the mail. Things from my childhood. And then people. Relationships.
I was growing so sad and anxious...
And I conjured up a Spirit Doll.
The one who takes care of all the things that go missing. I imagine her, collecting all of them in her magical bowl. Keeping them safe. Maybe sending them, through the infinite ways of the universe, to someone who needs them.
I got up very early in the morning and ran to create her, to bring her into our dimension in silver and garnet...