losing molly inspired this necklace, but really it’s about so much more. it encompasses hurts from all of my life. but this hole in my heart? it has grown a lot lately. this year has brought so much loss. i’ve lost things that should never be lost, things that should always be counted as constants. i’ve struggled so much, and although i keep telling you i am doing okay, it has been the hardest year of my life.

however, as we all know, with loss and pain comes growth and learning. this year has brought its fair share of that as well. so much searching and seeking and reflecting. so much questioning and facing and allowing. the little sun around the hole is for that.
i had a wonderful counselor in college, colin. he taught me many beautiful things, but the thing that always stuck with me the most is when he told me that old hurts, things that you carry around with you in a box inside yourself, that’s like carrying a box of shit around inside of you. but if you let that shit out of the box, it makes really fantastic compost, and who knows what can grow from it? (i once wrote a poem with a line “…shit’s out of the box, no garden yet…”) this necklace is about that too. your old holes, the ones you deny, the ones that hurt so much more because you won’t feel them. what will come if you embrace them?
this necklace is about the things/friends/lovers/family/places/ insert yours here you have lost, the things you can never get back, the things that will forever leave a hole in your life, in your space, in your self, in your heart. it’s about embracing that hole, fully accepting that it’s there and it ain’t never going nowhere. and cherishing it for what has come from it, or what it has allowed you to see within you.

i wanted this to be my first cast piece. but unfortunately, my casting equipment is still in all of the boxes it came in. once the renovation started, it seems like everything else stopped. so i made it from pmc instead and i actually think it's perfect. this crack on the back was not intentional. during my first attempt at firing, it sort of exploded. as i was trying to piece it back together and smooth it over with slip, i realized that the cracks went right along with the hole and left them there.

on the back i put this little rabbit that i have been carrying around with me for some time now. i initially bought it because it made me think of hazel and her dear little stuffed bunny, bobby, who goes everywhere with her. but i put it on this necklace because it is a symbol of hope and growth and renewal. a rabbit hopping out of that hole, not hiding within it.
maybe it seems like i’ve mixed metaphors all over the place here. hearts and holes and rabbits and shit? but, i know you know what i am trying to say. this necklace feels so good on my neck. i keep finding myself absentmindedly stroking it. the weight of it (it’s heavy) is very grounding to me right now as i am trying to navigate the slippery new path this year has revealed to me. i’ve always referred to my depression as the (w)hole. (have i shared that with you before?) somehow this piece just sums it all up for me.
i think i would like to make another one (or more) for the shop, but i have such an intense connection to this piece and to this idea that i am afraid of putting it out there for sale. maybe if you really love it and think it’s something that would help you in your life you could comment or send me a message in that box over there ——> and let me know?
i love you guys. thanks for all of the sweet words and cards and messages about molly. you’re the best.
postscript: i wrote all of this last night. i woke up this morning and realized i should have also told you how i’ve grown this year, what positive changes i’ve seen. bees knees? NEVER would have happened a year ago. i never would have had the courage to get up on that stage before now. and even writing this post, baring my soul to you this way, i am not afraid to do that now. i am no longer afraid to be who i am, holes and all. it is a wonderful thing.






How very sad yet all so true. You made me cry. I think my heart at times must look like someone hung it in a firing range. I suffer as you do with depression and sometimes I think there are many more artists out there with this same trouble. That’s why we create, to fill that hole in. I was just crying over the why me’s this week. Why I lost my son, got a brain tumor blah blah blah. I love your words and counselors. I will have to look back here over and over again and reread them. thanks for sharing !
oh, lisa, i am so so so so so sorry. i knew about the tumor, but i had no idea about your son. i cannot even begin to imagine how unbearable that must be. it makes me think that i have no business talking about holes at all…
Don’t ever say that Kristi, everyone has their terrible things but then again, there are those that skate through life it seems. When you have depression, it magnify’s these things making them larger. Losing my son was terrible and I will always cry over that loss but it doesn’t make your feelings less. I’ve learned- Life is hard so if I keep trying to enjoy it the best I can, then that’s the best I can do for me. I spend alot of time stressing over what I can’t fix. Hugs Kristi Oh and I did forget to tell you how sorry I am that you lost Molly. She was a beautiful friend and companion. your friend, Lisa
i know, lisa. i just can’t imagine. i guess it just puts things in perspective for me. i need to remember to be grateful for what i have. xoxoo
I don’t think we ever outgrow our growing pains. I love the “shit”-”garden” analogy, I need to remember that. I think many of us carry around our old wounds festering in our hearts, I wonder if anyone gets to adulthood unscathed – I guess that’s why they have therapy;) A beautiful representation of what we all go through (we may all have different “shit”, but the fact that we have it is universal). Wishing you all the best. p.s. I heard a group the other day called The Civil Wars and thought of you, beautiful singer/songwriters, if you haven’t heard them yet I bet you would like them.
thanks, susie. you are so sweet. i will check out the civil wars!