Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Saturday, February 13, 2016

The Confused Angels

Above the citadel, a flock of angels descend
(Which is quite a feat in itself).
They argue: Love him! Smite him!
They hover
They swoop
They go loop-the-loop
Call headquarters! The commandment comes:
"Love him"

But the varmint is long gone by then
And the angels retreat to the bar
for a seminar.
To smite!
To love!
They raise their glasses to Love
and toast to the work before them.
"Tomorrow is another day!"

The Confused Angels
02-10-16
mixed media




Friday, July 12, 2013

The Creation of Eve

detail: Eve and The Snake

The snake loved God and all of God's new Creation. He saw that as Creation burgeoned, God came to a fuller understanding of himself. Creation was like a form of therapy by which God grew in self-comprehension. Creation was always changing and evolving and becoming more intricate. And it all made sense. It was good, God said so.

After making many creatures God made Adam. Adam was impressive. The snake was delighted by Adam's coltish innocence. Adam was light when awake and heavy with sleep at night. The man was angular and graceful. He was sexy and innocent. But in making Eve, God had outdone himself. She was golden and marvelous and inspiring to behold.

God made her for Adam but the snake was apparently made for Eve. How else could his emotions be explained? In falling in love with Eve, the snake fell in love with God all over again. He simply wanted be next to her and hear her voice, watch her lips and limbs move.  He felt he would burst with love. Love was everywhere: above, underneath, inside and outside. Everything was God… even the snake.

It was strange then that the snake had these emotions. Emotions that suggested a missing something that only God might fill. But fill with what? The snake's hole was apparently the exact shape of Eve! Now why would God do that and what did that say about God?
Oh my! Life IS complicated!

07-04-13
ink, collage, crayon, watercolor


detail: I used a twig dipped in blue ink to draw these leaves and branches

detail: Eve and The Snake

Sunday, April 7, 2013

The Bear





04-04-13
colored pencil, ink
The bear is contained within an abstraction, a cage that contains and does not contain what the bear really is (even the bear doesn't know --and this is the point). Are the elves archers? Are they doctors? The arrogance of a surgically precise Eros! They might strike the abstraction --and miss Life. How will the bear escape this confinement? With rage or a lumbering boredom ("I've had enough of this!)?

Is the bear immune to Eros' darts? …And really, no: The bear IS Eros. And we the archers and our arrows, like gnats, swarm in parallel before the large animal who inexplicably dances before us unaware, lost in the pleasure of his divinity. And hopefully we are enchanted too despite our swarming and because of our dancing!

Bon dimanche et bonne journée!

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