How a Dream Becomes Real ~ Goddess Rising
This pastel painting called “Two Sisters,” painted in 1979 remained in my thoughts. 40 years later the image found its way into my studio on a piece of silk. “Why am I still working on this?”
I didn’t have an answer. I only had the same question I’ve had for forty years.
“Who are the two sisters anyway?”
Clues showed their faces . . .
On the face side, discovering silk stashed in the closet I wondered, “Why is this still here?” I moved it from place to place, undecided what to do with it. Finally after painting the Winter Solstice silk jacket, I thought I’d try the same with this.
Inspired by the “Two Sisters” pastel painting I’d done in 1979, the silk was more saturated.
I guess you could say the same about me, saturated.
I used to wear bold artsy clothing like this. OMG! Trying to think of when that was ~ I remember wearing stunning colors like this just before Mom died. It’s been 27 years!
Not wishing to open the door and look, I felt to hesitant to pick up the paint brush and work with this silk. If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that feeling resistance is a sure sign there’s magic just on the other side.
“Feeling resistance is a sure sign there’s magic just on the other side.”
I picked up the paint brush ~ following the thread of inspiration is the path of lease resistance, a lot easier than talking back to the Creator.
Around the same time, these two oil paintings were sitting around the studio. Seems everywhere I turned ~ there they were staring at me.
Inspired by another painting I just couldn’t let go of, “The Pond Within,” I blew up sections of it onto canvases of their own ~ so I could explore.
Exploring in a Foreign Land
Painting them felt so foreign, I actually used pics of the section to help block in each of the new paintings. While I was doing that, the images kept inverting themselves.
This may not seem weird to you. But after painting for 45 years, I have never done such a thing! If I want to draw something, I just do it. Following a pattern of my own making as if I’ve never seen it before ~ new territory.
OMG, that’s her! I see her peeking over the mountain. Like a stop-action flip book, she jumped to life on the pages of my journal.
She’s rising up!
Her heart is coming together in the center and filling her with energy!
She’s stretching her wings …
I couldn’t wait to see what she would look like in color! I transferred the small oil study to a large canvas and picked up the brush.
So how is “Goddess Rising” related to “Two Sisters?”
I didn’t get it right away.
I finished sewing the scarf, and thought perhaps the two sisters were myself as a painter and fiber artist?
Certainly I could see the symbolism of the goddess and the pond within as my Creative ~ divine and human selves. But there was more.
Writing articles I recognized a soul sister I’d overlooked. My mother, who taught me to sew, to garden, and encouraged me to paint ~ was the soul sister I was missing! She’d faded from my life, just as faint as photos in the album.
Sure I thought of her. But I didn’t recognize our divine relationship as soul sisters. To me she was still the mother who died before her time.
Now she is my divine partner in living. Her memory is vivid and so are the colors on my paintings. Together we tap into the goddess energy ~ divine inspiration that uplifts all of us together.