A wise man told me not to repress anger but to channel it in a journal to let it go. Lava-spewing cracked eggs? You think I might just be a little p-o’d? LOL!
ljg (c) 2017 — Found images manipulated in photoshop.
If any of you are wondering about my apparent fascination with pelicans, it comes from an encounter I had with one a few years ago. Pelicans are actually indigenous creatures where I live but I never saw one while growing up. DDT and other pesticides killed them off, but when those substances were banned, they made a comeback. A number of years ago, I was hiking along a sea bluff and I came across a juvenile or a female — hard to tell which– perched on the railing. She did not startle when I approached. Had I wanted to I could have reached out and touched her. Instead I just marveled at such a magnificent creature. Right then she became a symbol to me of one coming back from the brink. Whenever I am feeling defeated, I think of her.
And this is an image of her, THE pelican, on that day:
ljgloyd (c) 2006, 2017
When the sunlight pierces the darkness and you are in community with kindred spirits, you just cannot help but dance.
ljgloyd (c) 2017. Manipulation in Photoshop of found images.
“Interior Cartography: A Woman in a Desert”
I first read the book Women Who Run with the Wolves over twenty years ago. I did not like it much back then. I thought it was an epic mixing of metaphors, offering me no personal insight. However, something has compelled me to read it again. I guess a life time makes a difference since I am learning much from it now.
As a response to my reading of the first few chapters, I made this quick collage of some found images. I may use it as a reference for a painting. Maybe.
My interpretation of the image: when one experiences the “dark night of the soul” and her inner world becomes parched and barren like a desert, the archetypal “Wild Woman” will emerge in that landscape to bring it back to life.
More to come……..