Keggy Featherwolf
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| Gender | Female |
|---|---|
| Occupation | Art Therapist |
| Location | Long Island, New York, United States |
| Introduction | I am a Creative Arts Therapist, Play Therapist, Hypnotist, advocate, mixed media artist, mother, and wife. I believe in doing art for the joy of creating. I try not to worry about the outcome because I see my best work when I do, but I am human (some say), and I often become frustrated and embarrassed about my work. I noticed over the past few years, my work had gotten uptight. I want to get back to my old ways of using whatever I could find to make art. I love using raw materials, vintage, old, worn, etc. I also like to expand on other people's ideas. The Tolky Muft comes from the idea of creating art from whatever you have on hand, rather than running to a store. My home is packed with art materials and "artsy" things. I am still VERY blog challenged and shy about sharing anything like art or my life.. so this is still not easy for me. |
| Interests | Visual arts in particular media, metaphysical sciences, religions, paranormal, geneology, aromatherapy, Reiki, hypnosis, labryinths, and anything odd. |
| Favorite movies | Cloud Atlas The Greatest Showman Joy Luck Club Chocolate It's a Wonderful Life Mostly stuff that makes you think about life. |
| Favorite music | Rock, Rock, Rock, and some pop. |
| Favorite books | I must have a thousand books in my house. Can I name a favorite... yes. I love books written by Khalid Houssini .. did I spell that right? He wrote the Kite Runner, and I loved the books he wrote that followed, although they are quite sad and sometimes difficult to follow the names. It's about life in Afganistan. When you read the book about Merium, you will know that is where my heart landed. I think of that character often. |
Do you believe that forks are evolved from spoons?
No, spoons came after forks. The first fork had only one tine. When beans additional tines were gradually added. But the food was scarce and the cooks began watering it down to make a brothy soup, and the spoon was born. I remember that well.
