Talismans
Imagining magic into an object is a dialogue with your unconscious.
You can choose to empower symbols and let them work for you, or
you can reject such irrational nonsense, and miss the inner meaning
of things. A lucky charm in your pocket can be childsplay or a
numinous gate. It's OK to laugh at yourself, too.
I carried these talismans in the Magdalen Islands. On the ice
for the seal hunt, in the boat when the seas were deep. They got
well rubbed.
This chick has been a harbinger of Spring since 1974.
Peggy wears this dolphin when she travels. To find her way home.
Slow and steady wins the race.
I've made hundreds of pocket creatures over the years. Never signed
them. Who wants to rub a trademark? Who knows what name belongs
to your talisman? They don't photograph well, so I haven't. Simple
tactile objects carrying whatever charge is rubbed into them.
This one was to help Peggy get a frog out of her throat
This one is the spark in the cosmic egg.
