Man/Woman Of Swallows
In Spring of 2020 I found myself on the Mythic Island of the Goddess of Love Aphrodite (Cyprus).
While Observing the Swallows nest building, spellbound by how these aerial architects, engineers & construction time weavers, assembled constellations made from mud, matter & magic, the idea
for the Man & Woman of Swallows found its genesis.
A year later, returning to Los Angeles I began a series of paintings inspired by the emotional symbolism of what the swallows made me feel. A universal Erotic Life Force Rebirthing of the human soul, during an unprecedented period of Life on Mother Earth.
Cyprus offered a Spiritual connection to the Goddess Energies that were flowing into my psyche. The monthly moon cycles along with Super Moons and a passing comet added to the magic of the terrain. With so much Rupture & Grief whirling around the Globe, I felt the sarrows of the zeitgeist morph into the Swallows of hope, that thing with feathers as expressed by the poet Emily Dickinson
Reflecting upon the arrival of the swallows, a poetic cognition flowered as the Spring Awakened into the seasonal vortex…as with the Heart to Heart communion with the Swallows of Aphrodite.
This Suspended Spring
Yet the Swallows Spiral & Spin
And Build Heart Shaped Yoni nests
From which Eternal Hopes our Aspirations Fling!!!
Ah! this Dormant Awakened weaving
Made from fleeting weeds & singing reeds
Greens Viridian, Emerald, Terre Vert
Surge, surge, surging the Sap of earth & trees.
Distilled in our Urgent Urge.
Perhaps? The Birds now teach
More than ever before
within the Great Pause.
My Heart tis a Swallow
It Spirals & Swoops
I follow, follow, follow....
Through the four chambers
I Pulse Bellow & Flow
A song of hope
The Prism a Kaleidoscope
Trembling Beauty & Terror
Of Horizons only seen
By the eyes of Birds
That Celestial Gleen
Hover, hover, hovering....