Do you have a daily love affair with your sense of touch? Do you find yourself petting your feline friends a little more then they would like? I'm guessing you are a tactile junkie at heart.
Sometimes it seems that touch is one of the most undervalued senses, and I'm guessing it ranks dead last behind smell for most people. Even trying to describe the texture of objects is challenging because we just don't seem to build touch-related adjectives into our vocabulary. How do you get to the nitty, gritty details of describing what it's like to touch a flaky, buttery, hot biscuit? Ahhh...give me a minute or maybe two...I'm thinking...(honestly, I'm just lost).
The other day I found an article about touch pieces. Oooo, I'm intrigued. Something made exclusively for my personal tactile beasty. I was enthralled that back in the 15th century, Brits started minting gold Angel coins as talismans imbued with a king's divine, healing, monarchy-ish energy. The real power of these tokens was that a person needed to touch the coin for the healing to be transferred. Imagine your little fingers exploring the steep ridges and undulating surfaces of a small coin. Next time you're at the grocery store, instead of whipping out your ATM card, consider pulling out a long lost dime or nickel, and let your fingers have a luxurious micro-massage in the midst of your smooth, computerized day.
Sufi Flutter, Beth Hemmila, fine silver charm
Though I'm no monarch, and sometimes I feel like the only realm I have dominion over is scrubbing the bathroom sink, I feel certain that beneath my urge to be a sculptor, creating sensual surfaces, is a desire to transfer the love that I feel for the tactile world into an object that will inevitably be touched by another.