This teapot combine named – Joseph’s coat, is my way of expressing regeneration and hope in form.
I discovered one of Solomon’s wise proverbs, ‘the heart of the wise is in the house of mourning’ 1] and that was exactly where I found my mourning owl in Micah’s vision. Seeing only suffering and misery all around, she had changed from a girl into a feathered owl. Drinking from bitter springs, this wise creature of the night was tricked into thinking there was no good God at all – by a fabulous dragon flung from heaven.
I then thought of all the land of Egypt that was given into Joseph’s hand and how God lead his people from there into the promised land. To me, Joseph’s coat resembles all that land and I imagine that it looked like the ‘las-lappies’ wine-lands of the Hex river valley in the Cape. I then sketched my owl in such a fruitful valley surrounded by high mountains and waited until all her feathers dropped with the autumn leaves.
Joseph’s coat
Then in the joy of her heart, God answered her 2] and she was became again his child.
Joseph, the dove and the owl
Bibliography
- Ecclesiastes 7:4
- Ecclesiastes 5:20
