Ephemeral, Adorned Grove

I’ve always been an artist-painter, with an innate drive to explore the mystic and ethereal. Concurrent with artwork I minored in Philosophy as an undergrad, then farmed (certified-organically) with animals and plants for thirty years, all the while accumulating a fine archaeology reference library.  The farming grounded the other endeavors in a way that probably…

Sustenance For A Wild Woman, Defined

What? Sustenance, in a few realms. Visual, as my paintings, prints and books; Spiritual, as a few exotic thought ingredients with which to cook up your own meal; Physical, as a collection of innovative food notes developed through 30 years of keeping several balls in the air at once. Some of the “balls” include keeping…

“Look at what people usually do…”

“Look at what people usually do — all women in particular, they dedicate the first thing that comes to hand, they swear to offer sacrifice, and promise to found shrines for gods and spirits and children of gods.” — Plato, The Laws, translation by T. J. Saunders. Quoted in J. B. Connelly, Portrait Of A…

“For all agree…”

“For all agree in regarding women as the chief founders of religion and it is the women who provoke the men to more attentive worship of the gods, to festivals, and to supplications, and it is a rare thing for a man who lives by himself to be found addicted to these things.” Quote from…

“And in divine affairs…”

And in divine affairs — I think this of the first importance —  we have the greatest part. For at the oracles of Phoibos  women expound Apollo’s will. At the holy seat of Dodona  by the sacred oak the female race conveys the thoughts of Zeus to all Greeks who desire it. ” . ….

Dazzling May

April is said to be Aphrodite’s month, but here in the northeast U.S., 2 hours from the Canadian border, it’s really May. Along with the just-completed painting above, here are a few shots of the surroundings that have overwhelmed me with their beauty in the past couple of weeks.

Weaving the Muses Into a Tale of the World

The spark of Life, calling to Itself. The Universe explodes/we see stars. The calm and beauty of a new day / morning after. The song grows richer, with layers of meaning. The rhythm of Life’s song enfolds us, carries us. The elaboration becomes High Drama; we are fascinated. Drama ends in tragedy; Life moves towards…

Nine Muses, part III

A brief introduction to the remaining Muses… Kalliope (or Kalliopeia) is translated as “Beautiful-voiced”. Kalliope is the Muse of epic poetry. She is also the mother of Orpheus. In this image, clearly there is a lot going on, before and after this instant. An epic in progress. Kleio is the Muse of history. This image…

Three More Muses

Bonjour, continuing the brief Muse profiles started in last post. When they are all introduced they’ll be reordered to make an elemental story of the human experience. Euterpe is the Muse of lyric poetry. While it is said that Euterpe carried a flute, I can’t imagine how she could sing or recite lyrics with a…

The Nine Muses

Some years ago, having difficulty recalling all the Muses’ names and their respective activities, I thought to make an image of each as a memory aid. The Muses are almost never seen fully or directly, we only perceive the inspiration they might bestow. What media would best depict the invisible inspiration behind the various arts?…

Chthonically Thinking

Ix Hun Tah Dz’ib, Ix Chebel Yax, and Chibirias are all names recorded for the Mayan creator deity who had a red paintbrush and used it to color red clay, flowers, bird parts, and the like throughout the jungle. But what if there really are no deities, demons, potentialities, outside of us? What if everything…