Plucked from one of our recent Obolus coin releases, this miniature pomegranate is much smaller in size than our usual offerings. Akin to the weight of a hummingbird, its delicate size & tactile nature makes it easily slipped and held between the tips of your fingers and rubbed for comfort in times of grief, anxiety, dissociation, as well as during moments of joy and wonder. 

During these past years I’ve been thinking about a dollhouse my father had started building when I was little. He was a talented carpenter amongst other things that dealt with his hands, and I remember being excited about this house; I loved miniature objects, how they made me feel, the magic of them. 

It was never finished and although I had always hoped for one of those grand, elaborate dollhouses, I never owned one growing up. When my father died and I was allowed into his home to pour over and collect some of his things, I saw the house high on a shelf on a wall, still unfinished, lonely. I think of it this way, disintegrating, lost to time, the way a body falls loose of itself and becomes bones. A house can do this too, I believe. Become lost to time. Its rooms settling and sinking, wallpaper peeling, plaster dust thick in the air. My father’s house, my first house, no longer exists. Someone tore it down. I imagine the dollhouse torn down too, both gone, though forever in the miniature rooms of my mind. Grief does that, no matter how long its been, it creates rooms and whole houses inside you, putting up walls and doors where there were none before. Maybe you know what I mean. Maybe we share the same fruit, eat the same seeds. Move furniture around in similar miniature rooms. 

These past few years, I’ve been wondering what it would feel like to actually be as miniature as I feel on occasion, all the internalized feels made real. Like when Alice in Wonderland has her “Drink Me” moment ~ shrinking ever so small to fit through a tiny door to live in a world meant only for me, where only I could inhabit. These are melancholy thoughts ~ & I would have considered myself alone in them perhaps but more & more I think we are all in miniature spaces of our own ~ bending our shoulders in to guard our hearts, misunderstanding when a query might shed light~ relying on the lack of nuance a glowing screen provides rather than the sounds of each other’s voices ~ the look of each other’s expressions. I don’t have the answers ~ I just continue on and move the furniture around both here irl, as well as in the tiny rooms within me that I retreat too when I’m feeling _____….

Perhaps you understand this complicated feeling too? The one I can’t seem to put the right word to... The age of the liminal, where we are all netted between one horror and another yet to happen, but where it is still so searingly beautiful to be alive: to simply see the moon still grow full each month, to see the flowers still blossom into their wild, painterly colors ~ where I read something so rich with vivid language I feel this felt sense swarm in me, rising up like an immense wave, teeming with silky seaweed. I hope you know it too. I’m always chasing after it. 

Pomegranates are a sacred symbol to me as they are sacred to Persephone, Goddess of the Underworld. Similar to how Eve was doomed the moment she bit from the apple, Persephone’s fate was sealed the moment she ate from the pomegranate, a few seeds bound her to the land of the dead and she became part of it, she belonged to it. This idea is used throughout other tales and narratives, eating the food of chthonic or otherworldly places binds you to them. A symbol of belonging. 

A beautiful yet strange fruit, its jewel-like seeds literally appear to bleed when the leathery skin is cut or cracked open, hence the “bleeding” onyx gemstone which can also be interpreted as a falling seed, depending on your heart’s desire.

Details:

- 14mm wide including jump rings

- Approximately 27mm from top to bottom 

- 5x7mm fine cut pear gemstone 

- Shown on Miguel with a 20 inch chain 

- Shown on Jess with a 16 inch chain

- Pendant, chain, jump rings, and clasp are all solid Sterling Silver hand oxidized to achieve our favorite shade of stormy gray and then highlighted to reveal the bright luminous silver beneath

Onyx:

Onyx is best known for being a natural stone that acts as a kind of 'psychic armor' against the negativity of others. It is also used to soothe grief and heartbreak. It is a wonderful grounding stone and a stone of self mastery, enabling its wearers to have mental and spiritual focus.

These jewels are hand cut and therefore may have very slight differences in size and may have small signs of the carver's hands along the edges. These are not fabricated by a machine, they are made by hand and therefore aren't uniformly perfect. The photographs accurately portray the quality of the stones and the cuts. 

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