This teapot combine named – Joseph’s coat, is my way of expressing regeneration and hope in the form of a teapot.
I discovered one of Solomon’s proverbs, ‘the heart of the wise is in the house of mourning’ 1] and that was where I found my owl, mourning in Micah’s vision. Seeing only suffering and misery all around, she had changed from an innocent girl into a proud feathered owl. She drank from bitter springs, and judged by night, tricked into thinking that there was no good God at all.
I thought of all the land of Egypt that was given into Joseph’s hand and how God led his people from there into the promised land. To me Joseph’s coat resembled all of that land. I imagined that it looked like the ‘las-lappies’ of the Hex river valley. I then sketched my owl between high mountains in such a fruitful valley and waited for the right season to arrive.
Then autumn came and her feathers dropped with the autumn leaves. Blown naked by the wind, her eyes were opened before winter arrived, and God answered her in the joy of her heart and she became again his smooth skinned child. 2)
- Ecclesiastes 7:4
- Ecclesiastes 5:20