I painted this background watercolor of a cold, dark, rainy day. The kind of day that usually wears me down... the grayness of the external world bleeding into me, oppressing me.
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Silver & Lead, 2015. Watercolor, graphite and pearl cotton hand embroidery. |
But not that day. I felt passionate and alive. Yellow and red. I could see the bitterness of the atmosphere around me, but it did not touch me.
I wondered at my alchemical good luck. I searched for signs. But I'm a rational person, not prone to believing in mysterious forces. So I found none.
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Detail from Silver & Lead, 2015. |
But still, I penciled in a few alchemical symbols on the piece, for silver and lead. Fortune and hard work.
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8 x 10 inches. |
The symbols are there, under the thread. Everything is there, under the thread.