Lady Segurocha Unegen

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So now this being where I, Lady Segurocha Unegen, begin my story of my Laurel.
I attended a costuming guild meeting and met Candace. She was teaching how to make a simple tunic, but had gifted the most beautiful garment to Dame Dementia.

It was a German Gown and was absolutely stunning.
I must have seemed so odd to this poor woman as I spent most of the night asking her five thousand questions. I had wanted to make an Elizabethan however I had not the first clue as how to start.
To my surprise Candace did return to another costumers guild get together and she gave me much needed time and attention as she taught me how to make a flat cap, I was thrilled.
It was not many weeks later when my first crushing blow in my SCA life came crashing down around me and tears streamed out of hurt and anger, it was Candace and Lyn of Whitewolf who gathered about me that night and picked the mess of me up to face the SCA again on firmer feet.
Now I must say in all this I was warned sternly about those Whitewolf people and to stray from them.. but how could I? They were the ones to pick me up (this strange stranger), give me support and teach me. I am so glad I did not listen then, for I would miss on wonderful friends today.
Well one day I received a phone call. Candace had been injured in a dog fight and needed a hand to hold while she got stitched up.
This I could do for her, as she had done so much for me, and began a friendship with unbelievable bond.
It was also on this night that My Lord and her Lord met. Now Baron Nudd McPherson met my husband Lord Kharra Unegen. The two of them bonded and are great friends.. .

sometimes Candace and I are sure we can not seperate them After Candace received her Laurel I asked to be her apprentice, after all I was her student anyway and it just seemed right to do.
I share with you the letter I wrote to my friends and family
Greetings,
I have debated the best way of inviting you all to a very special night at war. I had originally made invitations, but in my anal design of wanting them to be spectacular and all hand painted, I realized I simply did not have time for that this close to war.
Growing up I was influenced by wonderful, powerful and talented women. These women guided me through life and created much of what and who I am. The arts were the one thing these women had in common. Each a different personality, each their own magnificent woman, and each with a love and passion of art. These women would be the ones who were my teachers. Talented beautiful hands to guide and teach me. My great grandmother told me once that one never stops learning, for when they do they no longer have a purpose. She also taught me that every aspect of life is found in art and in itself is an art. She reminded me when I was learning these things that she taught them to me to pass to others, for what is the purpose of having traditions if they are lost in your passing. She would sit with me, hands carefully swinging loops of yarn or string into masterpieces of love, having me mimic her movement as I in time could replicate her work and then create my own.
My grandmother who showed me stitch by stitch to make art with thread. Her love of cooking and her patience had me making treats that I still get raves when serving.
My mother, a magnificent artist who saw the world with different eyes. Teaching me to appreciate all talents. The one who taught me a passion for colors and allowed me to be creative, indeed was encouraging me to.
These women passing from my life but leaving a legacy of their talents behind for me to carry on to others. I think for some time I felt I lost all my teachers. A bit stifled wanting to learn more. I found the SCA and tried my best on the self-taught as I looked for somebody to guide me slowly as the women of my past had so tenderly done before. I found in my search a friend and a teacher in one. As I struggled in my self-learning I reached out and found a woman who accepted the challenge of teaching me. In my discovery I found a cherished friend. As I am proud of my teachers of my past, so am I proud of my teacher in the present. I had decided to ask that she allow me to let all know that she is my teacher, support and inspiration and she accepted.
On February 12th around dark, in our encampment at Estrella Mountain Park, I will formally become an apprentice to Baroness Candace van Zanten, Order of the Laurel. It would mean a great deal to me if you would join us as my friend and sister Andrea accept our green belts symbolizing that we are the apprentice’s of Baroness Candace.
I end this in telling all how elated I am and that as the women before her, I find Candace of the same caliper, just as magnificent, just as wonderful, and just as kind and loving in her guiding my arts further as those women before her. I am honored she has accepted me, and see it very fitting that my next teacher be my greatest of friends.
Much love to all,
Lady Segurocha Unegen

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