An Owlish Sort of Day

In the name of silent flight, winged messengers, moonlit feathers, hearing without sound and viewing without sight, I offer the third cuff in the Totem Cameo series: The Barn Owl.  Cut, tooled, painted in a slow rhythm, like the flap of an owl over midnight fields, knowing that the woman who wears this piece will know exactly what it means.

(for the original post on the Totem Cameo Cuffs, please click here)

In the shoperoo momentarily...
screech screech croak! (since barn owls do not hoot)
- Umber