Apropos of the Thanksgiving and holiday wreath-making season, sister and garden/artist Bonny McKeough never fails to treat the mind's eye with the visual poetry of her driftwood/found object mobile sculptures. I was wondering where my stash of old spoons went. I don't like using unnecessary electricity these days for lighting up the season: reflective materials and chimes compliments of the wind are a whimsical solution for me. Does that sound like 'bah, humbug' Oh well.
This one I call : it's bark is as soft as its bite. Doesn't it look like the majestic profile of a lion's head letting out a roar! But the roar from the driftwood chime is the gentlest most charming clatter .
Driftwood is relatively light but even so each piece has a particular weight which must be balanced to hang symmetrically . Until the wind starts to blow .....
And never throw an old rake handle out.... Actually I think Bonny found this washed up on the beach. Perfect for the catch of driftwood below. This is my favourite. Great wood vibrations. Just add a red bow and a bit of holly.....Happy Thanksgiving to all and hold on to that spoon for your own holiday mobile wreath!