Today my mother shared her button collection with me, the same that belonged to her mother, and to my grandmother's mother as well. I'm to be the 4th generation to share a same passion: buttons!
I began with a monochromatic mandala...I think lately I've been feeling I've lost some sense of direction, I don't know if I'm only seeing things black or white...
but I feel relieved...there is some middle ground, some grey.
Buttons are like small worlds, little personalities, tiny characters...
These are some I found on my quest.
Some date back from the 1940's, and some are contemporary...
Some are made of crystal
Made out of shells
Plastics, wood or metal
But a change of perspective came! After I had finished my mono-chromatic piece, I started a Rainbow colored one!
My mood changed, it helped a lot to make a mandala, I thought of those Buddhist monks who spend hours, days or even weeks in making a sand mandala...
Mine is not that complex though.
More textures and more colors!
Again materials are varied here...some even made out of fabrics.
:)
These buttons were once held by my mother, my grandmother, and my great grandmother. Today I held them. A series of four women.
Years went pass these buttons...but then again... every single button connected us, created a cycle.
Here some of the rest of buttons.
Once they were done, and just like the Buddhist Monks, the mandalas were mixed, almost blown away, undone...
