While trolling around the webs, I stumbled onto the FCA and the bold “F*ck Cancer” fashion statement.
Confessions
The Lion in the Closet. Brave Heart Lion Urn
This sculpture by one of the Urn Garden artists keeps coming around, and there’s always a wild story to go with it. The latest is a client who was involved with a Las Vegas animal rescue operation back in the ’80’s. She handled exotics.
Big cats and monkeys.
Funny thing, this story had a familiar ring to it.
Turns out, she had the ashes of a lioness that had been in the closet all these years. She stumbled on to our Brave Heart lion keepsake urn while shopping for a different style cremation urn for another sad occasion.
One look and she knew she had to deal with the lion in the closet. This urn will be perfect as she only has possession of half the lion’s ashes. This urn is designed for keepsake size portions and even though it won’t accommodate all of the cremains, she has a plan.
On a larger more human scale, the bronze Lion King cremation urn has an adult capacity and is also made here in the USA. A bit more expensive, families commission this sculpture style and tend to only want top quality premium products for their loved one, no matter the cost.
Urban Memorial Art New York City
Miss Heather, of NYC gave us a garden tour of some of the memorials spotted lately in her Greenpoint neighborhood.
But first, a brief history moment.
Early Colonization of Greenpoint:
Greenpoint was originally inhabited by Keskachauge Indians, a sub-tribe of the Lenape. Contemporary accounts describe it as remarkably verdant and beautiful, with Jack pine and oak forest, meadows, fresh water creeks and briny marshes. Water fowl and fish were abundant.
Flash forward to our first projects: Airbrush memorials for Luis* and Malo:
Smaller and more subtle examples include this memorial to Alexander McQueen on the B62 bus stop.
*update: Tribute to Luis located in Bushwick. Not Greenpoint.
Campbell St. Tree Dedication Memorial
The tree in midtown has become a roadside memorial.
Fatality in the Garden
Yesterday, on my way back to world headquarters, I noticed this tree that appeared to have a fresh bite out of it, debris scattered on the ground, and then the cross at the base of the tree. This morning I was loading my camera, thought I’d get a picture of it and update on garden happenings. Before I left, I scanned the local paper and mystery solved.
RIP
photo source: Springfield News-Leader