Finally, a freeform piece not based on the Woodstock song! I've been watching an Australian show called McLeod's daughters. It's about a bunch of women that run a ranch. It's right up my alley with horses and cows and whatnot. While the slang is amusing (a chook is a chicken, a blue is an argument, a greenie is an environmentalist) I am struck that we are all the same, really - meaning that human beings have more in common that we do things that separate us. One Love, and all that....
This is the third in my veil series. When I paint these, I am thinking about some women in the world who are forced to wear the veil to cover themselves. I know that most women wear it willingly, but I can't help but think it is just because they were raised to believe that way.
I do like to put bits of poetry on my work. This is another with the wings theme. Can't seem to get away from that lately, although I'm not sure what it means. I have a friend that read some of my poems once. She said, "I'm particularly drawn to your women's poetry. We need lots more of it to make up for all we have forgotten." That idea really stuck with me. Apparently, it has popped up on this piece.
I once read about a woman seeing a message sprawled on a Paris sidewalk. It said, "The city of Paris is full of beautiful mysteries, and you are one of them." I never forgot that story. I began to think how wonderful it would be to spread love and joy by writing beautiful messages on sidewalks with chalk. That idea has evolved into the original poetry I often include on my art, and is the reason I call myself “The Sidewalk Chalk Prophet.”