The first is my arms with a motto. The colors of my arms are no accident nor is the symbol. The problem? My subconscious picked them and it took a while for my conscious to figure that out. I will give you a hint, “My cloak is blue as sky in summer. Or green as grass. Or white as lime.” The feathered bird is no accident either. The motto is a paraphrase of something I say often. What I say is, “it isn’t Art until you bleed on it.” The motto on the arms translates as “Blood makes Art.” It is a little vampiric but the Latin of what I actually say is awkward and lengthy.
The other piece is my Dragon’s Heart medallion with something extra. I don’t know who made the copper hearts. I am going to guess Coresande but I really don’t know. The center bit is a crude fused glass piece to represent my Evergreen. The whole thing is to symbolize that the core of my service is my art. I give away a lot of what I make.