Riding the cusp between imagination and reality…
This penultimate unveiling of D.O. images, is of the card that was last to be drawn… Or should that be draaaaaaaaaawn… It came at a much later date and at a point a good while after I had resigned myself to accepting this whole thing as an abandoned project. Typically, if I have something to […]
Read More ShelvedMoving through the D. O. I’m down to, every croupier’s favourite words, “The last 3”. This card has always jarred me… The D. O. is in my eyes, artistically speaking, a pick ‘n’ mix of misfits that somehow seem to rub along and happily live together… Except for this one. Somehow the colours clash… There’s […]
Read More Ship Out of HarbourFaced with the 22 cards of the D.O. and deciding to start the process of some kind of write up, I wasn’t clear on which order to go. I figured, so what? It’s a divination tool so just pull… that worked well up to a point then at some point, the cards seemed to naturally […]
Read More Memory SwellYou know those days when you begin to wonder if you’re in some kind of hidden camera comedy/reality show? Well this morning was one of those days… I’d already decided yesterday that today I would write about Ouroboros Unbound, an image that was fastest and easiest to flow into life… I melted wax onto iron […]
Read More Ouroboros UnboundI just realised I lied. In my last post, I said that the Kites were the only animals that I met in the D. O. Looking through the remaing 7 cards, I find 2 more beasties. One to come maybe tomorrow and the other to speak today – The Cockrel. The day he arrived was […]
Read More Rooster CrowsYesterday, I realised that I was 2/3 of the way through the roll call of the D. O. images and I thought that maybe it might be a good time to bring out the first card of the project. I pulled out the fine fellow you see above and placed him face up on the […]
Read More Gate KeeperI previously mentioned the shelved image that stepped aside to let the Architect’s Hand slide into being… Working titles of dancers? Death dancers? (Though now officially named as per this blog post title). As I pulled this image out for the day, I smiled as I thought that it was number 13 to be written […]
Read More Carpe Memento MoriThese birds flew in, alongside Dear Heart and Burning Beau. I remember thinking there was something a little off about them. Why Kites? They were very distinctly Kites in my journeyed vision, Red Kites with distinctive forked tails (though the V appears to have got lost in the waxing)… and that felt strange against the […]
Read More Flying KitesThis image in the D.O. formed part of a trio that came through together in a single journey. Burning Beau, was accompanied by Flying Kites (most likely my next post) and Dear Heart (as met in previous post). In many ways Burning Beau felt to be a counterpart to Dear Heart. His image forged through […]
Read More Burning BeauDuring lockdown, my house is filled with myself, Mr S, and 3 of our brood. We’re all absorbed with our own little things going on in our own little universes. Sometimes ripples sound out from theirs into mine… Daughter asking if I have a spare sketch book? Middle son drumming out beats, other son and […]
Read More Dear Heart
The pure and blessed way 