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Saturday, January 29, 2011

The Butterfly Project~




once more
this here little land
had carried me on a far away adventure
where i stumbled on over
to the beautifully creative

tears

i say

i was moved deeply yesterday morning
and without much thought
i ran to the table
and knew exactly what we would be doing




 
The Butterfly Project mandate is to remember the 1,500,000 innocent children who perished as a result of the Holocaust by collecting 1.5 million handmade butterflies.

In Spring 2013,
these butterflies will then become
 a break-taking exhibition to serve
 as a memory of this event.

Can you imagine?
 1.5 million children
translated into 1.5 million butterflies....?
 If you wondering why a butterfly,
 the project is based on this poem -



~I Never Saw Another Butterfly~

The last, the very last,

So richly, brightly, dazzlingly yellow

Perhaps if the sun’s tears would sing

against a white stone....


Such, such a yellow

Is carried lightly ’way up high.

It went away I’m sure

because it wished

to kiss the world good-bye.


For seven weeks I’ve lived in here

Penned up inside this ghetto.

But I have found what I love here.

The dandelions call to me

And the white chestnut branches in the court.


Only I never saw another butterfly.

That butterfly was the last one.

Butterflies don’t live in here, in the ghetto.

Written by Pavel Friedman, June 4, 1942

 
Born in Prague on Jan. 7, 1921.

Deported to the Terezin Concentration Camp on April 26, 1942.

Died in Aushchwitz on Sept. 29, 1944.


This is a quote from

"After a brief moment, I decided, I have to send a butterfly. Then I thought of how I'd love to send a lot of butterflies. Then I thought of the great group of artist friends here ! Who doesn't love a butterfly? And who wouldn't be touched by this poem and this tragedy and want to contribute to this meaningful and lasting exhibit and tribute? And wouldn't it be rewarding to encourage as many people as I could to play along with me???"


Be the change you want to see in the world. Like the delicate beautiful butterfly, spread your wings and fly to make a difference. See the how to at www.twodressesstudio.com and get your butterfly to her so she can photograph your artwork and send all the butterflies on to the museum in February. The next photos will be taken February 11th.

 
Pass it on,
 ~Spread your wings and FLY~ 


is this not
 one amazing project
to be apart of

one mamas butterfly

so on this day
allow these words to fill your spirit

one wee older littles butterfly

the poem of this here man

one wee littlests butterfly

and feel your inspiration wishing to explore

 today let your creative mind free





16 comments:

Such a Wondrous Place this Faery Space said...

I send peace. What a great thing. Thanks, also, for the words on my blog. Blessings.

Kat said...

What a moving project. Bless you <3

Debra She Who Seeks said...

A beautiful project and 3 beautiful butterflies to add to it!

AkasaWolfSong said...

This is just amazing...
Thank You for sharing this Faerwillow...
I'm going to head on over and check it out and do my part.
What broke my heart was that the person you listed above...Pavel Friedman was only 21 years old at the time of his/her death. How truly sad. I will never understand this horrific time as long as I live.
Blessings to The Butterfly Project and to all who contribute in their own special ways!!!
xoxo

Heather said...

wow, how beautiful...such an amazing Project. i am off to read more about it. xxoo

ooglebloops said...

Thanks for posting this - I am going to make some, and just posted about it! I love yours, and the ones your "littles" created.

Anthropomorphica said...

A beautiful gesture.

Laura said...

I'm so glad you and your children joined this project too! My girls and I sent ours in a couple of months ago...so important!

Carousel Dreams said...

Faerwillow, what a touching post...no, I cannot imagine how it must have been..it hurts my heart to just think about. What a beautiful idea this is - I shall go and check it out. And thankyou dear friend for your lovely notes on my blog x

Theresa MacNaughton said...

What a beautiful and heartfelt project this is! Thank you so very much for bringing attention to it! I shall soon check it out for myself. Have a most wonderful evening! Theresa

Tammie Lee said...

such a lovely thing to do as a family! so sad and so heartfelt.

Dandelion Dreams said...

I didn't realize this was still going on! I participated in it a few years ago, making several butterflies. They must be way on up there in numbers now. I can just imagine what it will look like. I especially like that many children are participating in it. I love all of your butterflies. Your little ones are sooooo talented. They look like they might just take flight! ;)

Magaly Guerrero said...

The poem made me shock. I've been at the Holocaust Museum more than 10 times and every time I go I need time to recover. So much sorrow...

I'm doing this. I'm not the greatest artist, but I have heart and words. I know I can put them together and create something wonderful.

Thanks for sharing this.

Rose said...

i'm back to blogging. this is such a moving project. thanks for sharing this take care rose

Róisín said...

Wow, what a touching and inspiring project. So beautiful and sad all at the same time. It's upsetting to think that even after all these decades, children are still always the most vulnerable casulties of war. I myself have known kids that were killed in our own minor troubles and I have friends and family that have worked in various conflict-torn places from Africa to Iraq and Afghanistan. Even today fear and hate based on acciedents of birth don't discriminate by age. It is so very important to remember these 1.5 million little angels, but just as important to remember that this is not an atrocity consigned to the history books. I'm so glad you have shared this, but I'm also quite depressed now :( Thank you, though. These things need to be remembered.

Jane said...

What a lovely project. I love the image of the butterfly!

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xoxo
Jane

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