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Posts Tagged ‘Oil’A Different Kind of BeginningSunday, May 8th, 2011
“Waiting For the Maestro” Oil/Canvas 40″x30″
Changing WomanFriday, March 12th, 2010
Much of the folklore regarding women was subterranean, to the mainstream for many generations; but they were and continue to be very much alive in the cultures from which they came.
In the Native American (Navajo) culture, “Changing Woman – “Estsanatlehi” comes closest to being the personification of the Earth and of the natural order of the Universe as to any other brief way of describing her. She represents the cyclical path of the Seasons, Birth (Spring), Maturing (Summer), Growing old (Fall) and Dying (Winter), only to be reborn again in the Spring.”
To learn more about the Native American Changing Woman: http://www.firstpeople.us/FP-Html-Legends/Changing_Woman-Navajo.html I’m happy that these great stories are not lost! Discovering these stories continues to be an amazing and educational process for me. Please remember, this is my artistic attempt in the imagery of Changing Woman. Native Americans carry the true image in their culture, hearts and souls.
WORK PROCESS:
The first woman in the process of creating this art, was the elder woman, in the center. I am fascinated by elder women because of their experiences, wisdom and their life choices, (and/or how life chooses them). Then from that point on, the image led me. I’m not sure where this goddess series is leading me, but I am following the artistic muse. Voices-IFFriday, December 19th, 2008
From the time I was born to now, there have always been wars; but there were also people who were trying to end discrimination, and trying to be good stewards of the earth. There were so many causes, “voices” trying to be heard. I remember going to various churches, and back then it was the only time I felt calm during those tumultuous times in the USA. As soon as I heard those voices singing, whether it was gospel songs, hymns, chanting or folk songs, it was those voices that gave me peace. So, when I dream of peace, there are always voices involve. My most common dream is a wonderful saxophone playing on its own and voices of people from all over the world singing, in their own languages and these harmonious voices sends chills through me and brings me to tears. Maybe it’s naive and idealistic, but… Yes, I have a dream…too…to live to peace in a diverse world community. It’s a prayer that I hold close to my heart. It’s time…to lift every voice and sing…Peace to everyone, everyday in every way. |
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I sit today, at the hospital with my Mum, spending time with her. I sit as if, I am awaiting for the beginning of a concerto, I know it will be bring me to tears, but it will also give me a sense of peace and beauty. My mother’s faith is great, as she always says, “everything begins, with the true maestro.”
