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FROM THE INSIDE OUT

My Hands, Your Hands

10/22/2017

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Each time that I enter the studio and prepare to paint, I pause and look at my hands and say in prayer, "My hands, Your hands".  This is also true when I prepare to write, and cook.  That remembrance is honestly something that I am striving to hold at each and every moment.  

Heather's Hands

on the Origin of Matter, Mater and Mother

Within the origins of Eve's name are the whispers of multitudes of names and stories.

​A dictionary and thesaurus can paint words of understanding regarding the relation between matter, mater and mother.  

or...

I could paint for you.

If I could, I would
whirl pigments into eddies and create you visible in energetic glow
the matter and mother which embraces you 

If I could, I would
layer incandescent hues to mirror the beauty of your muscle, skin and bone
revealing the light my eyes holds you in

If I could, I would
gracefully trace the curve of your hips in the movement of  fine sable brushes
whispering of the worlds cradled within your form
 
If I could, I would
merge the shades of your soul with the rhythm of my hands 
​giving voice to
the map of stories on your skin

If I could, I would
bathe you in warmth and  ardor, creating a sensation of bodily heat
you would light the garden in your brilliance 

If I could, I would 
Glow

In dedication, gratitude, remembrance and love to the Divine Feminine and 
the Garden of Eden that lives within each one of us. 
Shine ladies Shine.


My hands, Your hands.

In gratitude, love and art,
~Heather


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Glow
Glow (detail)
Glow / 20" x 16" / acrylic paint on canvas / 10.14.2017
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  • HOME
    • About
    • Contact
  • Painting
    • Resting In Beauty
    • Naked: The Art of Exposure
    • Interstice
    • Lover
    • Initiations & Transformations
    • Dreams of Flying
  • Photography
    • Vision Shift >
      • Portals and Transits
      • Of Mists and Moods
      • Up Close and Personal
      • From the Outside
      • Reflections and Shadows
      • On the Edge of Sky and Water
      • The Language of Rivers
      • Around the Arbor
      • Series
    • HindSight Project >
      • Louisiana
      • Italy
      • New Mexico
      • Peru
      • Maine
    • Time for a Change >
      • Creatures Great & Small
      • Here, There & Everywhere
      • The Beauty of Growing Things
  • Collage / Mixed Media
    • Memento Mori >
      • From the Dust of Stars
      • The Other Side
    • The Tarot Project
    • Collage Journal for Kiara
    • On Love
    • Dreamscapes
    • Muse Speak
    • Sparked Imagination
  • Current Projects
  • Blog