Color affects everything! My work is about color relationships and the energy that color can generate...paintings on silk and on canvas
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Art at the Grandmothers Council
Oh my, so many thoughts and feelings have been churned in these past days. I am not quite ready to really write about the grandmothers visit yet, but I will begin tonight with the art installed for their coming. I hung this large silk in one of the break out rooms off the chapel where some of the workshops were held. The workshop I attended in this room was "Healing Our Waters" and this piece seems so fitting. It is 45x90 and I see a form dancing, a water goddess to my eyes.
This was another room decor. The sticks I rescued from the raging lake waters, some sanded smooth by water action. Our water situation has been intense. When Amma Bombo from Nepal spoke of her awe of all our water...how they must walk a great distance for a jug of water. That there is a great scarcity of water as many trees have been cut; the life cycle is being destroyed. And to think I was bailing water from my basement just days before. Now that is another story, not to be told at this point.
Here is the labyrinth we made at Vt College for this event. Lovely bean mandalas, a great center stone, but so impermanent. I walked it several times and will again tomorrow, but it must be erased so grass cutting can go on as before....alas.
And here is our sacred fire, lit by friction at the opening ceremony. This fire burned for 3 days while the grandmothers visited, watched over by fire keepers, who smudged all who entered the central circle in keeping with the old ways. We as a community have pledged to keep this fire burning until the Solstice, though the fire was moved to Two Rivers community farm. Today Bruce and I made our way there with wood in arms and a prayer ready on our lips. My brother has just been told he can have his operation in July and I wished him healing and the grandmothers success on the rest of their journey to Omega and then to their homes. They are courageous and worthy of a whole blog entry very soon.
Now I sleep. I have worn myself out in these days of prayer and vigil. Be well my faithful readers.