The jacket you just saw has a story before it became this wearable work of art.
"Once, the jacket was bought an worn to make its owner look beautiful.
While wearing it, it would feel like home, no matter where in the world.
And then , one day, the jackets was no longer the best jacket in the world."
So I bought it to transforme it into this wearable art jacket. Now the jacket has a new purpose, to tell a story to the world.
Underneath the colorful appearance there is more, herb symbolism, poetry and a bird.
The symbols on this jacket tell you about the time after a farewell.
"Once, the jacket was bought an worn to make its owner look beautiful.
While wearing it, it would feel like home, no matter where in the world.
And then , one day, the jackets was no longer the best jacket in the world."
So I bought it to transforme it into this wearable art jacket. Now the jacket has a new purpose, to tell a story to the world.
Underneath the colorful appearance there is more, herb symbolism, poetry and a bird.
The symbols on this jacket tell you about the time after a farewell.
Aconitum Napellus
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I have been tricked...
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The dragonfly
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herbs symbolism
Aconite is a very poisonous flower. Some say the flower looks like a helmet a symbol of a wandering knight, a brave knight looking for new worlds and adventure.
Shamans use the flower to leave reality and te take a look at the future. |
poetry
Jala Al-Din Rumi was born in Afghanistan in 1207. most of his live he lived as a refugee in present Turkey. Rumi is a poet and a mystic and an upholder of tolerance.
One of the more important themes in the works of Rumi is love. Letting go of the pain and loning that comes with love, one can cross borders and maybe reach the unknown. |
animal symbolism
The dragonfly symolizes a time of transformation and the power to adept in new times. When a dragonfly crosses your patch, you may expect a change in possiblities.
Be sure to take with you an add, joy and lightness, when new times arrive. |
I have been tricked
I have been tricked by flying too close to what I thought I loved.
Now the candleflame is out, the wine spilled,
and the lovers have withdrawn somewhere beyond my squinting.
The amount I thought I'd won, I've lost.
My prayers become bitter and all about blindness.
How wonderful it was to be for a while with those who surrender.
Others only turn their faces on way,
then another, like pigeon in flight.
I have known pigeons who fly in a nowhere,
and birds that eat grainlessness,
and a tailor who sew beautiful clothes by tearing them to pieces.
I have been tricked by flying too close to what I thought I loved.
Now the candleflame is out, the wine spilled,
and the lovers have withdrawn somewhere beyond my squinting.
The amount I thought I'd won, I've lost.
My prayers become bitter and all about blindness.
How wonderful it was to be for a while with those who surrender.
Others only turn their faces on way,
then another, like pigeon in flight.
I have known pigeons who fly in a nowhere,
and birds that eat grainlessness,
and a tailor who sew beautiful clothes by tearing them to pieces.