I am working on inserting a woman riding a stag into my next landscape. The Stag is a sacred symbol in wicca, it’s a representative of the horned god who rules winter. I figure it will be the next instalment of my series of mystical landscapes. And part of my body of work that I need to accomplish.
I will make the stag white, because the Celts considered the stag messengers from the otherworld, and again the woman in the painting will be my red haired friend who lives on in my art.
Winter is slowly descending now, it’s definitely cooler, though I still feel comfortable in my office. I am finishing off my Samhain, but I think I will call it Siren of Samhain because that’s more appropriate. Considering there is a hidden siren in the work, or perhaps not so hidden. I wanted to illustrate the feeling of being underwater, of just coming out of the water.
There was a photographer’s display of art at Kit’s wake, in the art centre on the island, It showed women submerged in water. I think it inspired many of us. Sometimes when I connect with the dead it feels like I am swimming in murky water, and that creates fear because you never know what you will bump into when you are diving deep down into the depths of the unknown.
A work that someone else did, I won’t mention names also was inspired by this influence. He was a friend of Kit’s as well, and I saw how bereft he was. Ever notice the face that people make when they think no one is looking? Their true nature comes out in a flash, and then it’s gone again. I saw pure sorrow there in his eyes, and all I wanted to do was to comfort him. However, his painting was astounding, it depicted a woman submerged in deep water swimming to the surface. The water was burnt umber, which is how I see it in my head…the land of the dead.