Hallowe’en with Hearthstone Fables…
I am going to my own hearth-stone,
Bosomed in yon green hills alone, —
A secret nook in a pleasant land,
Whose groves the frolic fairies planned;
Where arches green, the livelong day,
Echo the blackbird’s roundelay,
And vulgar feet have never trod
A spot that is sacred to thought and God.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON, ‘GOOD-BYE’
About Hearthstone Fables
Welcome! Thanks so much for visiting – I’m Kristin Haakenson, and I’m an artist & farmer creating folk art inspired by the sacred reminders, agrarian rhythms, nature cycles, & heritage traditions of the liturgical calendar.
The church year reorders time – it weaves the story of Christ into the seasons of nature and the rhythms of an agricultural life, knitting together sacred story with agrarian tradition. Feasts, festivals, and fasts dot the landscape of these cycles, allowing nature and theology to illuminate one another. Life on our farm, so closely connected to the whims of the seasons, has deepened my walk through the liturgical year.
From this vantage point, I use my art to celebrate & share these sacred stories using whimsical, woodland creatures as my storytellers – to create little scenes that look with wonder at the sacred world. I’m an old soul at heart, so I love exploring the heritage traditions of holy days and bringing those into my work.
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