From that day to this, I could never have predicted how my experience in the canyon would inform my work with Astrology, and as I tell this tale now for the very first time, it’s intricate weavings spiral through the hidden places of my mind and my heart and into my immediate and embodied memory. I craft this story now, from a profoundly painful time in my life, into literature, to share with the world.
The infamous Uranus Pluto Square approaches, and will come into orb later in the year. Retrograding Uranus pulls away from it’s destined rendezvous with Pluto, building tension that will not peak until 2011, this planetary flirtation coaxing my own personal underworld to the surface, in desperate search of something new and essentially meaningful.
The review I recently received from Rowan Leona, of Fourth Branch Studios, talks about the artist I mean to be, the artist I will be in the future, the artist she somehow perceived in the work she commissioned me to create last autumn. These words speak to the artist I reach and I stretch to be, each time my tools touch earth, and I fall short every time.