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Phoenix March, 1997 Acrylics on Paper 16”x 24” |
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“If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist will answer you, I am here to live out loud!” -Emile Zola |
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| A strange hybrid is this mythical
phoenix whose tradition is to rise out of the ashes. Is it a hummingbird?
The snow goose with its black tipped wings that is my shamanic power animal?
Yet, it has sort of duck feet and head relating it to the almost comical
duck as chopping instrument in The Last Period
painting done just after this one. It is certainly singing its truth, throat
chakra open and clear reminding me of the bird /air cards in the Shining
Tribe Tarot deck. My orange cape of power is there and the crescent moon
of many European Madonna figures, as well as a shimmer of light around the
wings and shoulders. Could she be Kwan Yin – the Asian goddess of
compassion I fell in love with as a child?? In the center lies a calm and
beautiful belly with green heart chakra blooming above. A smaller more normal
looking phoenix rises there above a dragon figure – fire in the belly.
There is cleansing water too. Soft belly as power.
This painting is a promise – a balm to my still roiling belly and
still unbirthed potentials. It is a stance I take in my very best moments.
A “being” rather, than a “doing” stance. Calm
and assured, I embody and thus speak my truth. But it was the one I had the most fear about “nailing” down. It was so beautiful as it was first framed, simply in gold. Yet, I loved the synchronicity of the coloring of the painting and the candlestick. The latter came into my life a long time after the painting was done. During the show, which was dedicated to Frieda Kahlo, a friend came through and said she had given candlestick to Cartm and that she had bought it in Mexico City around the corner from Frieda Kahlo’s house! If that didn’t give us both chills! In the end the painting sold without the altar
– back to its more simple frame. |
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Phoenix Altar March, 1997 Acrylics on Paper 16”x 24” Assemblage 2004 |
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