"Beloved Body, Sacred Animal" - mixed media on gallery wrapped canvas, 16" x 40" x 1.5". Ready to hang,
Counting down until Friday night, the opening reception for Blue Wild, a solo show featuring art and a book signing - and where am I? In the studio, painting.
I should be printing labels, buying wine and confirming all the last minute items. I might want to figure out what I'm wearing. Some might say I should sending out e-blasts and tweeting multiple times a day. But no, I am painting.
This piece, a paint over (remember Ivan, Stilted?) called to me in my dreams. It's a big piece for me, but this forest spirit wanted to be painted and who am I to refuse the muse? It all started with an article I read about being sensitive and loving our bodies.
And ok yes, I've read and heard that bit of wisdom before. But this particular piece described our bodies as a sacred animal, sent to serve us for our entire lives. As a sacred animal, it deserves a bit of awe, reverence and respect. I thought immediately of all the wisdom, spiritual connection and energy I feel from totem and spirit animals. Think of how you feel when you see a moose, a bear, a whale...that sense of hush and pause and wonder. That - that I believe is what the writer intended us to feel when thinking of our beloved bodies. And I hadn't thought of it that way before.
If I think of my body as a sacred animal....it changes everything. Imagining myself as a mystical horned creature in the deep woods of the pacific northwest, and I feel wise and strong and calm. I want to adorn my antlers with beads and feathers, paint symbols on my chest and run wild through thundering waterfalls and between towering trees. I hear the drums calling me.
Oh, and the phone. The painting done, I take one last look at the forest behind me and plunge into my to-do list.
Jen Walls and her imaJENation