In spite of being surrounded by magpies, ravens and crows, it is the owl who has been calling this month. In the last few weeks, the owl has been the subject of my work and multiple serendipities. Owls are not particularly associated with summer months but this is certainly a time of completion and ‘death’ for me. Death interpreted as fulfilment and new beginnings. Darkness is subtle these days and yet it speaks in pale colours. Wisdom is gained after a cycle has been completed. Perhaps this is what my recent painting ‘Great Spirit’ reflects. This piece looks simple and yet it is full of complexities and symbolism. It is not my purpose to explain what my paintings or drawings convey; I rather prefer to ask the viewer to establish a personal communication of sorts with the piece.
My drawing ‘ the owls are not what they seem’ is a whimsical fan tribute to the cult show ‘Twin Peaks’ directed by David Lynch. Committed to have more of ‘Twin Peaks’ in my life I made this draw evoking the riddle or prophecy that still haunts devoted fans. The drawing is available as a limited edition print on my Etsy store.
At last but not least, I am also beyond the moon with a magnificent piece created by inspiring muse and friend Jess Schnabel, the heart and soul of Bloodmilk. This was a present of my beloved husband R. Cook (Norot). ‘The Prophet’ is a cast owl claw immortalized in brass. I love the way in which Jess gives context to this incredible jewel:
“The owl has a sordid history within many cultures. It is at once a creature revered and damned, given powers of wisdom and prophecy while at the same time being likened to the raven for it’s tendencies to be able to speak with the dead, for to hear the call of an owl within a dark forest meant certain death. I’ve been sleeping with my tarot under my pillow for weeks now, dreaming of this piece.”
Beyond any doubt, the owls are not what they seem…