Today I find myself in a meditative mood. Maybe somewhat sombre. I didn’t actually realise that I had any feelings of being blue until my choice of music was that of Purcell’s Dido’s Lament ‘When I am laid in earth’. Hmm.
It’s exquisite. Pure. Beautiful. But not jolly.
Also appealing right now is Mozart’s Requiem. The ‘Lacrimosa’. Glorious and transcendental. But hardly upbeat and happy.
Anyway, I’m sure I’ll pick up in a bit and play some Feeling Good by the Muse.
Am starting to make little pieces that will form an inset panel for a small cushion. It is to feature the two running hares that I have used in other projects (I made templates from designs created in Illustrator). The Irish hare was immortalised as the animal featured on the Irish pre-decimal three pence piece. It is an integral part of rich Irish folklore. Its myths and magic, so tightly woven into Ireland’s history that it’s hard to separate reality from legend.
There are many tales of hares in Celtic mythology, and shape-changing women with magical abilities to transform into hares abound. Sadly, despite their long association with Ireland, the Irish hare of today struggles to avoid extinction.
Ancient tribes celebrated the hare for being one of the first of nature’s bounty to emerge after long, dark winters. Struggling to survive on limited rations during the bleak months, the hares were caught and eaten providing good, hot meals for the cold and hungry. No wonder that the hare was celebrated as a symbol of life.
They are still celebrated in parts of Ireland to this day. The ‘White Hare of Creggan’ can be seen at the An Creagan Visitor Centre in County Tyrone and its white silhouette appears on many houses as symbols of good luck and protection.
The Celts believed that the goddess, Eostre, changed into a hare at the full Moon and the hare was her most sacred animal spirit. And so the hare became associated with the Moon, dawn and Easter as well as love, fertility and growth.
The Celtic warrior, Oisin, once hunted a hare and wounded it in the leg. The stricken animal ran for cover in some bushes. Oisin followed it and found a door leading into an underground passage and entered the way. The passage eventually opened into into a huge hall where he found a beautiful young maiden. She was sitting on a throne bleeding from a wound in her leg.
Transmigration of the soul is seen in Celtic legends and lore and the association that the life of the body is not the end of the spirit links hares with symbolism of death and resurrection.
The hare was also sacred to the White Goddess, the Earth Mother. Boudicca was said to have released a hare before each battle and ‘see’ the outcome by interpreting the actions and behaviours of the freed animal. She even took one into battle with her as a lucky amulet and kept it safe beneath her cloak.
Getting back to my little cushion!
Anyway, my little cushion panel will depict hares running and playing under the moon on a wild, rugged wilderland. I would like to capture some symbol of magic in there, somehow. I shall have to think about it.
The woolen strip will be stitched to some cream linen. I looked for a good sized panel piece but, to my tremendous shock, have only scraps! That is being remedied and Higgs and Higgs are sending a couple of metres in the post. Via Amazon? Of course.
And I will be using a few new (to me) hand embroidery stitches to decorate and have been practising Feather Stitch,which I think will work nicely as the green foliage of Ling Heather and Satin Stitch for Ribwort leaves.
Bullion Knots are also new to me and kind of tricky. You really need a needle with no taper to it; normally the eye of the needle is wider than the shaft and the increase in the girth of the eye as you pull through the coils of this knot Knot creates some difficulty and disturbs the neatest of the result.
I was delighted to see Milliners’ Needles on Amazon – they have a single width and perfect for such stitches. They are ordered and on their way.
Anyway, time to move about and shake off this mumpish and glumpish downer. Must get a wiggle on. Bye for now.