Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Beauty Awake by redqueenself | RedBubble

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9″×11″ ink drawing on sketchbook paper coloured on computer
inspired by the story of Sleeping Beauty
and my curiosity about what happens when she wakes up.
The basic elements of Perrault’s narrative are in two parts. Some folklorists believe that they were originally separate tales, as they became afterward in the Grimms’ version, and were joined together by Basile, and Perrault following him
Part one
“At the christening of a long-wished-for princess, fairies invited as godmothers offer gifts: beauty, wit, and musical talent. However, as her gift, a wicked fairy who was overlooked, places the princess under an enchantment, saying that, on reaching adulthood, she will prick her finger on the spindle of the Spinning Wheel of Death and die. However, one last fairy has yet to give her gift. She partially reverses the wicked fairy’s curse, proclaiming that the princess will instead fall into a deep sleep for 100 years.
The king forbade spinning on distaff or spindle, or the possession of one, upon pain of death, throughout the kingdom, but all in vain. When the princess was fifteen or sixteen she chanced to come upon an old woman, who was really the wicked fairy in disguise, in a tower of the castle, who was spinning. The princess asked to try the unfamiliar task and the inevitable happened. The wicked fairy’s curse was fulfilled. The good fairy returned and put everyone in the castle to sleep. A forest of briars sprang up around the castle, shielding it from the outside world: no one could try to penetrate it without facing certain death in the thorns.
After a hundred years had passed, a prince who had heard the story of the enchantment braved the wood, which parted at his approach, and entered the castle. He trembled upon seeing the princess’s beauty and fell on his knees before her. He kissed her, then she woke up, then everyone in the castle woke to continue where they had left off, and they all lived happily ever after."
Part two
“Secretly wed by the reawakened Royal almoner, the Prince continued to visit the Princess, who bore him two children, L’Aurore (Dawn) and Le Jour (Day), which he kept secret from his step-mother, who was of an ogre lineage. Once he had ascended the throne, he brought his wife and the talabutte (”Count of The Mount").
The Ogress Queen Mother sent the young Queen and the children to a house secluded in the woods, and directed her cook there to prepare the boy for her dinner, with a sauce Robert. The humane cook substituted a lamb, which satisfied the Queen Mother, who then demanded the girl, but was satisfied with a young goat prepared in the same excellent sauce. When the Ogress demanded that he serve up the young Queen, the latter offered her throat to be slit, so that she might join the children she imagined were dead. There was a tearful secret reunion in the cook’s little house, while the Queen Mother was satisfied with a hind prepared with sauce Robert. Soon she discovered the trick and prepared a tub in the courtyard filled with vipers and other noxious creatures. The King returned in the nick of time and the Ogress, being discovered, threw herself into the pit she had prepared and was consumed, and everyone else lived happily ever after."
I've suffered for my art....now it's your turn!  I love that attitude!  But I have to admit...I'm really not suffering...mostly just playing!

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Friday, July 22, 2011

Celtic Sunspots


ink drawing on 9″×11″ sketchbook paper coloured on computer
The pagan Celts revered the sun as an extremely powerful symbol, associated with healing, fertility and a source of life. In the days of ancient Britain, where the weather was harsh and survival was far from guaranteed, its warmth and light was a source of inspiration.

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Belenus
In Celtic mythology, Belenus (also Belenos) was a deity worshipped in Gaul, Cisalpine Gaul, Britain and Celtic areas of Austria and Spain. He was the Celtic sun god and had shrines from Aquileia on the Adriatic to Kirkby Lonsdale in England. The etymology of the name is unclear. Suggestions include "shining one, “the bright one” and “henbane god”.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

I'll Rescue You Later...After I Put On My Lipstick!

9″×11″ ink drawing on sketchbook paper
Inspired by the idea of Feminist means “No Cosmetics!”
Yes, I know, that’s sort of an outdated idea but there was a time when if you were a “real” feminist" cosmetics were a no-no!
Cosmetics in the 1970’s
Susan Brownmiller, for instance, called an unadorned face “the honorable new look of feminism”.
I always felt that a strong woman could do whatever she wanted…wear lipstick, rescue the knight in shining armour , or maybe rescue the dragon…whatever she felt like doing!

Friday, July 15, 2011

Hare Krishna Dance

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ink drawing on 9″×11″ sketchbook paper
inspired by a dream of a school house…I was walking through a multistoried brick schoolhouse. As I walked through the hallway I would peek into the classrooms. Some of the classrooms had toddlers in them and some had teenagers and some had much older people. I peeked in the last room and this figure was at the head of the class playing a flute. The students were all chubby little mice and they were leaping and climbing all over the old fashion school desks.  The Krishna figure was smiling slightly but then suddenly clapped his hands loudly and said “If you do not take your seats you will never move on to the next class!” There was a lot of scurrying and all the mice headed for their chairs. After that I just wandered on but the rest of the dream had nothing to do with what I wanted to draw.

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Thursday, July 14, 2011

The Synaptic Samurai


Synaptic Samurai

Synaptic Samurai This was inspired by a dream I had after reading Rim by Alexander Besher................................................. Set in the near future where virtual reality has dominated the economy and popular culture (much like today’s internet), commercial space travel is commonplace, and orbiting space hotels surpass the complexity of even the International Space Station, it follows the story of former psychic detective Frank Gobi and his son Trevor as they solve the mystery of a VR crash that leaves millions of people in a trancelike state.................................................................. ink drawing on 9″×11″ sketchbook paper.............................................. The Synaptic Samurai…for when your message must really get there (faster than) overnight!.............................................. Synapse Synapses are essential to neuronal function: neurons are cells that are specialized to pass signals to individual target cells, and synapses are the means by which they do so. In my dream, instead of bicycle couriers there were Synaptic Samurais. They were in charge of delivering messages from the unconscious to the conscious. Sometimes they fought great (and messy) battles in the brains of their masters. They did not always succeed in delivering their messages uncorrupted by other signals................................................. There was no Synaptic Samurai in the Rim novel…but I wish there had been!

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ink drawing on 9″×11″ sketchbook paper

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Monday, December 13, 2010

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ink drawing on 9″×11″ sketchbook paper coloured on computer
This was inspired by a dream about Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass. The dream switched from Alice to a guy trying to get through the mirror. After that the dream just plain fell apart it got so confusing…involved The Doors, me living in St. Louis (I don’t) and an earthquake that knocked the baobob tree in our backyard (no…we dont have one) into the roof of our house, after which the people living in the tree let my cats loose and I had to chase them. Man…I’m tired!
Break On Through by the Doors
You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run
Tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side, yeah
We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Yeah!
C’mon, yeah
Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She get(s high)
She get(s high)
She get(s high)
She get(s high)
I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain
Eyes that lie
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, oww!
Oh, yeah!
Made the scene
Week to week
Day to day
Hour to hour
The gate is straight
Deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah