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artist studio notes / kate walters Raven days, raven nights. Long pointed wings, eye-lashes of my sky lover sweep the blue sky, remind me. The wind is shorn by your grazes. I am awoken by a dream: you come quietly; you lie down beside me, behind me, heavy and dark. In the studio the lover comes again, he dances around me, plays with me, insists on providing the roots for the Mother of Nature, the Mother who holds herself, who opens, who has a bruised cheek. He stands with his back to me, leaning against the wall. His shoulders are very broad, sloping, massy. I want to run my hand across them, as if he were a horse, but I do not. He isn’t there. Making monotypes, remembering the human skeleton cradled by the horse’s skeleton I saw in the museum in Padua. How beautiful it was. How I hovered, desperate to photograph it, not to be seen by the aged invigilator, who knew exactly what I wanted to do…so I drew it…(and I took photographs)… In my work, as I draw, I am thinking about being a mother, being bruised, yielding, providing the flesh for another to grow on, like a Tree. Meditating on being a Tree, standing tall, still, and quiet. I have a sense of opening from the navel, a feeling of connectedness from the navel. Like a river with only one ending and a vanished source, I can’t quite grasp the significance yet.

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