I noticed my figures for the last 3 days have all been kneeling in prayer. It's unusual to make the same pose so many days in a row. Usually unusual things are precious and meaningful if we take the time to investigate. I meditated on my repeated poses and this print is what came. I know I've posted Mary Oliver's poem Prayer before, but it gets to the heart of this print. There is a deep silence, a quietness, which is essential to making art. It has been an incredibly busy few weeks and as much as I love being in the world, my artist soul still craves the emptiness from which new work is born. I am on a quest to find the balance between silence and sound.
Praying
By Mary Oliver
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which another voice may speak.