Yule takes the form of a winter solstice crest... a ritual arrangement of wings, bone, crystals, and red ember-like forms gathered against the dark. Named for the ancient midwinter festival, the piece honors the longest night not as an ending, but as a threshold: the place where darkness reaches its fullest depth and the first promise of returning light begins.

Crowned by an INRI-like placard, Yule playfully borrows the visual structure of Christian iconography while redirecting devotion back toward older seasonal cycles beneath it. The gesture becomes one of reclamation: a reminder that midwinter was sacred long before it was renamed.

Part of Honey’s Seasonal Altars series, Yule belongs to her witchy visual language... devotional, symbolic, and rooted in the cyclical magic of the natural world. Here, death is not final. Darkness is not empty. The season was never only theirs.