ooooooooh I love this. Death Clad Bones...wonderful thought picture. And Shelle's painting is so evocative of Spirit.....you two make a super team.Oma Linda
I'm glad you like what you see, my Oma. I've been obsessed with Shelle's work lately. I was going to say that it might be the season, but I suspect that it is just that her work is amazing and speaks to my soul ;-)
I'm chuffed babes :) Love this 'Flesh & Spirit', you are a skilled crafts master Ms Wicked... the tapestries of words that you weave create dancing visions in my head :) and OMA!!! I am crawling to your blog to be enriched (you have the knack oh wise one) and bathe in your acute observations and splash in your personal stories of past & present generously shared with us who are inspired by your blog :)
Chuffed is good, my friend because my muse gets quite heated with your art. I think your colors are super yummy nourishment for my words. It is difficult to look at your art and not want to produce words that celebrate the magic ;-)
Well, thanks my dearest Kallan. It was a pleasure.
You and Shelle are like cookies and milk ;o) Great pair ;o) I love your writing!!!!
It sounds like we taste delicious, too. Yum!
Ooow I love Shelles images!!! :D XXX
What's not to love, huh? The perfect blend of whimsical, tender and freaky. Like I said before, I fell in love with your work, Stacy's and Shelle's at first sight ;-)
Oh Magaly, this gives me chill bumps, and Shelle is one of my favorite artists. You lovelies are a delicious duo.
Another thing we have in common. Shelle might be my favorite artist. There is something about her style, the child-like organic colors and shapes, the eclecticism of her media, her perspective... I love everything about her art ;-)
you celebrate in this piece the notion of death as we in my heritage do ..dia de muertos..you capture it well and so too is Shelle's artgracias
I am from the Caribbean, Marcoantonio, so we see death in very similar way--we celebrate the spirit above the flesh, but without forgetting that the latter is important, too, for a time.Shelle's art always speaks to me...De nada. ;-)
Death-clad bones!! So eerie and beautiful at the same time
The uncanny has always enchanted my Muse. I think she's a bit creepy. ;-)
This song that has passed from so many lips since before the beginning: A love song, or eternity's? Always for our next love, our next loss, the next song to decide. Do you need a comma after "shroud"? Otherwise I read it that our meat will live forever. The feasting gods would be happy, or do they only savor our souls, like wine? Great pairing with the image.
I did need that comma! I suspect someone ate it along the way. *cough* Maybe a carnivorous god that craves the same morsel over and over again... Hm, that sounds rather unpleasant...
death is the ultimate truth
Indeed, the only thing we know will come...
Meat shroud what we live in, I'm afraid, though we do not like to think of it that way! K.
I think it's a cultural thing. I, for instance, wasn't raised to fear aging or death. I've been marveling in the changes--seeing my body softening, my hair silvering, my mind becoming more patient. Death will come, and I will probably be a tad anxious--the unknown has that effect on us, right? But when it does, when The Great Mother claims my meat shroud, I will give it without too much fuss, I think. Who knows, I might get lucky and become an "us" forever. ♥
All Hallows is always with us. Dark, delicious, and not too sweet, Magaly, just right for the end times of Fall.
Indeed! It's October, isn't it? I'm blaming it all on October. ;-D
luv the wisdom of the sage, present before the form of flesh and blood; nice arthave a good Mondaymuch love...
I like to believe that our current life is just a bit of a much longer existence... Wouldn't that be nice?
I never considered before that earth could be our last stop in the journey! I love your opening salvo: "Ever sage is the youth-full soul . . . "
I think that one of the most wonderful things about art is that it lets us consider so many possibilities. Who knows, maybe earth is just a stop in a never-ending circle.
How come that death can be so beautiful..
It's at the other end of birth... We are born, live, grow old and tender... I'm hoping the end is not too bad.
Each line has a gem, 'youth-full', 'meat shroud', 'death clad bones'.
Warm moonlit dirt makes me want to plant interesting things in the backyard in the dead of night. Your phrases stick in my head. Best non-musical ear worms EVER!
Oh my gods, Sharon! We should have a Moonlight Planting Party one of these days. We aren't that far away from each other after all. *wink, wink*
Great punch and and a wholesale win on that take on the painting. I like the painting, and your words bring out the next dimension. You can bring it...just saying'.
Have I told you, Señor Corey, that I find your fighting words rather enchanting? Bring it I shall. As you can see, I'm quite taken by Shelle's work.
Little horrors with big eyes but they are nice! Great to have highlighted Shelle's works.Went to her blog and got mesmerized by beauty of maidens depicted in that special way. Thanks for sharing Magaly!Hank
I am so very happy that you flew over to Shelle's blog. She is a great friend (my cover artists) and one of my favorite artists of the age. There is something sweet, dark and mesmerizingly beautiful about her work. I could delight in if for hours and hours and hours. And her colors always inspire my muse.
You sweet talker you :)
*wink, wink, hip wiggle* ;-D
Meat shroud...death clad- bones...powerful imagery....love the art!
I love Shelle's art, too. She brings the best out of my words... ;-)