I’ve taken my paintings off the wall and piled them up to get ready for my trip to San Francisco. Without stretchers and because they are long and narrow like tapestries, it’s relatively easy to do. I just roll them up and insert them in a tube. These works are a series begun in 1994 through 1999, for a project entitled The Song of Memory, which was inspired by Riane Eisler’s book, The Chalice & The Blade.
What is not easy is letting them go, however. Each painting has been a world I have lived in and reminds me, when I lose contact with myself and the judging mind takes over, that I have indeed lived. They document my life in a way that words are unable to do. My wish for them is the same wish I have for myself; that they are loved and understood and find their place in the world. Riane Eisler bought one of the first of this series and she hung it outside her bedroom door. She told me that it gives her great pleasure to encounter it often, upon entering and exiting the room. So, as much as it’s difficult to let them go I will be thrilled if they find a place for themselves in the world, and of course I would be grateful for the money.
Speaking of gratitude, I feel an abundance of it after my time in Roma. I was loved and cared for by friends, both old and new, and the city still holds the magic for me that it always had.
This piece from 1996 is entitled "Prophetic Memory" and is part of the series. My friend Raja calls this piece my Koran.
Back from Italy, but not for long, as I leave in a week for my exhibition in San Francisco. Click on this link to find out more about the exhibit, however, please note that they got the title of my painting wrong. It’s “Finestra da Favola,” not Un Giorno Perfetto. California Institute of Integral Studies
As I’ve said before, Riane Eisler and Angeles Arrien will be giving a presentation on opening night, September 26th at 7 p.m. at 695 Minna Street at 8th Street. I am honored by this, and am looking forward to it.
I will not write about my trip to Italy or the workshop yet, as I am too jetlagged still to be able to give it what it deserves. I will, however, put up a few photos from Ischia.
A view of Ischia from a boat ride we took around the island
Students at work on the terrazza of our wonderful hotel. The Miramonte e Mare Hotel was wonderful, soulful and well furnished, clean and picturesque, and they treated us like queens.
A view from the terrazza.