"Warriors Waiting", Monotype Print with gold Leaf mounted to panel.
“Whatever you are physically...male or female, strong or weak, ill or
healthy--all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If
you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. All those other
things, they are the glass that contains the lamp, but you are the light inside.”
I am currently reading and enjoying Clockwork Angel, Cassandre Clare's book one of "The Infernal Devices". I think I enjoy it because her Nephalem and Demoncharacters are heroes with weaknesses and shortcomings. They are flawed and therefore real in their struggle to overcome plot circumstance (life). There is an edge of realism in the
struggle with oneself that is missing when a Hero is too complete and is inspirational when a character that we identify with is, like us, not perfect.
My Monotype Print, "Warriors Waiting" explores conflict of heart and duty in the hours before an ordained circumstance.
A couple times this summer I have taken tile workshops with Vashon Island artist Cory Winn. She makes truly exquisite and intricately patterned pottery, objects, tiles and tile installations. Influenced by early English arts and crafts and medieval illustrations, Cory's work is meticulously crafted and then glazed using the cuerda seca technique.
Cuerda seca, (Spanish for "dry cord") is essentially a wax resist line painted to separate the water-soluble glazes. It is an ancient technique that can make crisp patterns and multiple colors on fired terracotta sing!
Cory is a great teacher and I am quite taken with the whole process. You know you are having fun when minutes turn to hours and an afternoon has flown!
My tile at left celebrates the cerebral birth of Athena, Goddess of wisdom, daughter of Zeus and the Titan Metis.
When Zeus heard the prophecy that a child Metis bore would usurp his thrown, Zeus tricked Metis into turning herself into a fly and promptly swallowed her. She was however already pregnant with Athena and nine months later Zeus experienced the mother of all head aches. When he could no longer stand the pain, Prometheus (or Hephaistos, according to
some) struck the head of Zeus with an axe, and from
his crown Athena sprang, clad in armor and already the embodiment of heroic endeavor.