I’ve gotten to work on my November art show, beginning with an image inspired by an encounter with raven.
In waking life, while walking in the forest I heard the a rush of a raven’s wings beating the air overhead.
Later, the same sound woke me from sleep. The clear call pierced my dream and I suddenly woke in my bedroom with nary a raven in sight and the doors firmly shut against intruders.
A visitation, a call? The light-bringer moved between worlds with a sign for me to to transpose into the language of art.
So this is where the work comes in. It is a Art Deco stained glass window motif I thought appropriate Raven’s boundary-crossing spirit. It is a spirit that, as James Fielden puts it in his beautiful post, A Lapse of Time, “pushes against the edges of mystery.”