Baba Yaga Offering Bowl

Upon this vessel of ancient olive, the blackened sigil of Baba Yaga takes form… she, the dread creature who flies the night in her iron mortar, steering with a pestle, sweeping away her trail with a broom of birch. Hers is the dwelling that stalks the shadowed glades upon gnarled, clattering chicken legs, turning and twisting to the will of none but she. Within this bowl, offerings may rest… coins for wisdom, bread for mercy, salt for safe passage… laid before the one who tests the cunning and devours the fool. Around its rim, embered  carvings adorn, intentionally imperfect, as a nod to rustic folk art. Fate is woven in whispers and the old magic lingers still.

Freehand Pyrography on Olive Wood

Food Safe, 12 cm Diameter, 5 cm Height