I made this small pair of wings for a six year old ballerina who, like most ballerinas, dreamed of becoming airborne and flying through her mystical magickal gyrations of intrinsic pretty girl talent and dogged willpower. Here’s a quick video of Courtney wearing the wings. That’s my mom’s voice behind the camera, as she records Courtney with her cell phone. This little girl is a trip. I just adore her.
My favorite thing–besides her facial expression–is the flickering shoes. I laugh every time I watch.
Here’s another pair I crafted right before Courtney’s pair. Yes, that is where I paint them, in my room. I’m working on creating a more appropriate space, but for now the papers serve to keep the acrylic and the glitter from staining my bedroom wall.
Creating these wings is an extremely beneficial form of art therapy, which I strongly recommend to anyone in the healing process, or sorting through stress or anxiety, or simply desiring some creative exit from the mundane. Any art-form is helpful, any type of creative catharsis. The pair directly above, I keep on my wall. The other is for Courtney to keep. She says she’ll Never Ever take them off. I felt a little bad for her mom, but at the same time elated that I could bring the kid so much joy. I told her to call me if she bent them or broke them and needed another pair. Faeries can’t fly without them, as has been well established by clinical research trials and recent polling trends among the American people.
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