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March 2017



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phil ochs troubador

am i fool at this late date to heed a voice that says, "you can be great?"

Abi Sutherland sent me a kintsugi kit from the Netherlands, and I have just spent a very happy hour using it to fix a pottery vase my dad gave me years ago, which was damaged in a move, and to give prosthetic ears to two pottery bears. I think it would be pretty easy to assemble such a kit from modeling epoxy, resin epoxy, and gold dust, and it turns out the repair process is ridiculously easy and quick.

Kintsugi is one of my favorite metaphors for surviving trauma--it's true, after all: you'll never be the same again. As Tom Waits sang,

you can never go back
and the answer is no
and wishing for it only makes it bleed.

But here's a repair process that proves that even things once broken can be made beautiful and useful again. And the character can be part of the charm.

But the best part is...

Working with the powdered gold means that the entire room fills up with tiny beautiful magical pixie-dust sparkles that glitter and flash.

I'm totally putting that in a book.

Now I Just have to decide which bear will be known forevermore as Tycho Bearhe.


That is all kinds of awesome. I love kintsugi both for the metaphor and for how beautiful it is.

The brown bear looks more like a Tycho to me!
"Broken china/you can't make it new/but you'd be surprised what love can do..."--Source?

Edited at 2013-12-28 10:48 pm (UTC)
That is so awesome, and totally new to me.
:mental note taken:
the moon colored bear should be Tycho ..
It's beautiful, as is the thought.

If only I had something to repair my invisible cracks, however differently they were caused.
What I'm getting from the last few years of mental illness is- you can't be who you would have been. You will perforce be someone you would not otherwise have been.

Not a good thing for everybody, but somehow it's working for me. I'm not sure who I would be if I could go back, and the uncertainty is enough to make me not want to. Sometimes. Sometimes.

The glitter in the room is beautiful.
And this post of yours has inspired me to poetry, so I thank you for it.
That is a beautiful vase. Must have been heartbreaking to find it had gotten broken. "The bear with the golden ear" has rather a nice ring to it . . .
Awesome! I've been chuckling over Tycho Bearhe since I read this last night. Now I want a stuffed Tycho. :)