For the night of the New Moon, I gathered with sisters around a warm fire for a ritual. After the opening the woman beside me guided our journey. When calling in our guides, aunts of Grandmothers who have passed and the ancestors, I thought of my Grandmother who is 96 and a full token of health. I felt her mother, my great grandmother, come from behind me and wrap her arms around me like a warm blanket. I could not see her, but felt her hand near my pattering heart. When we
Tonight I sat with a group of 13 Women and we watched a film about the 13 Grandmothers. That was powerful. They each have their spiritual practice and travel to a new place to meet every 6 months. They share themselves and together they pray for the world. This is what I want my paintings to be. Each one like a prayer for peace. A prayer for love. I have been asking for images, visions, and they come, all too fast, and transform as they do and I can't catch them fast enough.