My Soul Hand
posted by Heather Blakey @ 5:09 AM
3 comments
House of Baba Yaga
the hut she lives in has a fence around it made of human bones and topped with human skulls and eyes intact. The gate is fastened with human legs and arms instead of bolts and a mouth with sharp teeth serves as the lock.
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
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The Soul Food Hermitage Store is the place where travellers, who plan to travel lightly, can stop to buy some supplies. The Messenger and Tote bags are perfect
for carrying your journal, scissors, glue and pens. Buy one and you will be ready to write anywhere, be it at the local coffee shop or while waiting for an appointment.
The Crest Hermitage is a Nature Store stocking a wide variety of magnificent nature cards, prints, magnets and other merchandise. It features the work of Monika Roleff.
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3 Comments:
I have never been quite the same since we went to that Grotesque exhibition together Simone. All my sketches are 'disturbing' to say the least. Somehow, I cannot bring myself to sketch the light fantastic. I never wanted people to think Soul Food was sugar and spice and all things nice. I want it to be earthy and alive with the spirit of Mother Nature herself.
My hand is paradoxical, holding life and death in it all at the same time. It is indeed, pregnant with possibility, but I am ever aware that I must 'pay the ferry woman' by acknowledging the presence of hunger and desire for immortality.
I am so pleased to see that your lessons have been learned and that you are now able to participate fully. Clever banchee!
I LOVE IT...LOOOVVEEEE IT. THIS IS BEYOND NEAT, THIS IS BEYOND ART. THIS IS THE PICTURE THAT SHOULD BE UNDER THE WORD MACABRE IN THE DICTIONARY.
ANITA MARIE
Thank you so much says Heather smiling very coyly.
I went to my art supply store yesterday and bought myself some coloured pencils. This is now an A3 sized picture with three hands and I have coloured and sprayed a fixitive on it. Can you believe that? I now know about fixitives and understand the difference between the coloured pencils.
The young people in the store are just lovely and are very enthusiastic about my macabre direction and what I can see in the shape of a hand. Even my son, who is the artist of the family, was most impressed with my direction and is bringing me his big set of coloured pencils.
Another store keeper showed me the work of James Gleeson and I stood drooling but closed the book and said no, I will look at these things after I have found my signature, my style.
It is very exciting and some encouragement goes a long way. Thank you so much Anita Marie. Your capitalization has made my day.
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