I have three menorahs. One is a small brass one I bought for my first apartment in 1989. One is a big slab of glass with a picture of ancient Jerusalem on it. The candles sit in little ceramic cups held on top by magnets. It's beautiful, but it means most to me because my (nonJewish) husband gave it to me for our first anniversary, twelve years and two weeks ago. The third is enamel on metal, and it is shaped like a biplane, with a female pilot with long wild hair, and I have had it almost exactly as long as I have been blogging, since early in 2001. I first saw it in a little gallery in Portsmouth, RI, while visiting a friend near there. I didn't buy it, because I already had one more menorah than I needed, but it stuck so fast in my mind that I went back for it a few weeks later. (Well, and to visit the friend again.) Because really, how many Jewish women pilots do *you* know?
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Date: 2006-07-17 09:00 pm (UTC)