Just been crazy busy working on this Mother's Day commission. I had planned to blog about it as it went along, but I've just had so much to do. This weekend is the big day, though, so next week I'll be back with photos!
Griffins, traditionally, are Guardians. Often carved at temple doors in ancient times, they were said to guard the way to Wisdom.
I, on the other hand, seem to be the Guardian primarily of odd bits of string, pinecones, scraps of paper, mismatched socks, old calendars, homeless imps and gnomes, pencils with no erasers, jokes nobody gets, forgotten gods, keys with no locks, and other people’s lighters.
If any of these things might be of use to you, let me know.