A beautiful blown glass orb marked with spiraling colour varations in sea blues and seaweedy greens, crowned with Victorian inspired filigree and suspended from a chain with hand forged hook. The stripes of colour in the glass seem to interlace with the subtle turning of the orb-- truly mesmerizing. This witchball is weighted by a beautifully mottled drop of Picasso finished Czech glass. I've chosen this combination to represent the element of water and crowned it with more blue Czech glass and a Swarovski crystal.
Most of our body and our home, this planet, is made of water. The element of air rules over our emotions, over the suit of cups in Tarot, and has important correspondences with herbs, stones and star signs. The element of water is essential to divination and visualisation.
I will be making more witch balls in an elemental theme-- see photos for others available. Please come back if you would like to collect fire, air, earth and spirit as well.
In England, witch balls were traditionally blessed by a wise woman and hung from a window or mantle for protection against malevolence. I have created a tiny version of this protective bauble: just under 1" with a 5" chain, the perfect size for a portable altar or hanging by your work station, a cubicle at work or even a hotel window or any small corner that could use a bit of blessing. Your witch ball will come with a suction hook for hanging on glass surfaces.
I was inspired to make this after seeing a witch ball in the "moorland cottage" room of the Castle Museum in York. The museum has myriad recreations of domesticity throughout the ages. I was particularly moved by the 18th century cottage, full of rough-hewn furniture. Every object had at least one use, if not three or four. But there in the window-- something mysterious and glamorous, even! A glass ball, decoupaged with roses. I, like many unseelies before me, was certainly mesmerized by it. This is my take on the witch ball-- made with love and mindfulness.
All my jewellery is made by hand by my partner Mike and myself in a converted 18th century naval school on the wild North coast of Scotland.