#devotional crafting

[passionandmadness]

Made a devotional pendant for

Dionysos 🥰

Dividers by @kodaswrld

[bookwyrmbran]

behold! a finished project, for once before the cold weather hits!

alpaca cowl, reversible, and for once I can't decide which side I like better! it is very soft and warm and it covers my neck better than any scarf I've worn; it clings all the way from the clavicle to the base of the skull and then flares up around the jaw. between that and the twining textures and the particular shade of blue it reminds me rather a lot of the Old Bastard. very much looking forward to snuggling into it when it gets cold enough.

project details are here. the pattern is a super easy one and I'll likely be making more as gifts.

[saint-selene]

Digital Altar

[strange-lights-and-stardust]

Fruits of my Labors

Happy blogiversary! I started Starstruck Awenydd one year ago, which coincided with me officially becoming Gwyn’s apprentice. Because of the

[strange-lights-and-stardust]

Trading Faces

For Halloween I cosplayed Gwyn. (I did other things too, but I’ve said all I want to say about that for right now, in my poem in the previous post.) Putting together a costume to represent Hi…

[strange-lights-and-stardust]

Yesterday I scored two free Anglican rosaries, so naturally I re-purposed them to make prayer beads for my Gods. Specifically, Gwyn and Hades.

Something felt deeply sacred about it. Not only are prayer beads (traditionally at least) a sign that something or Someone is worthy of prayer and worship, but also, I made these by taking apart, dismantling if you will, a symbol of the religion (by which I mean Christianity in general, not any specific tradition or individual Christian person) that has demonized, disrespected and profaned both of Them for so long.

Before: 

After (for Gwyn)

After (for Hades)

I also made another one for Gwyn, entirely out of my beads I already had.

That crown charm is from a necklace my best friend growing up gave me, a friendship necklace of sorts. She said it meant we were both “daughters of the king” (she meant Jesus). I treasured her friendship but could never bring myself to wear it. Now I understand the reasons were trauma and dysphoria. I used this charm because I’m a son of a different King, and for me there is “No King but Gwyn.” It feels as though, by consecrating that crown charm to Gwyn, He’s reclaiming something that was lost to me for a long time.

[paladinkit]

Part three of three!

Just a little peek of the rippled, curling shawl edges & how they interact with the breeze and the surf <3

See the rest of the Songs for Manannán posts: 1 * 2 * 3

[strange-lights-and-stardust]

in Mother’s House

She’s the Lady in an old gothic mansion full of antiques from Europe, with dark redwood panels and warm golden lamps by the brocade chairs, and you wonder if you should be calling Her Grandmamá She…

Another piece about Gwyn’s Mother, Anrhuna.