Tag Archives: Art
by Katie Hoffner
I consider the title Aunt Lydia a noble one. If you believe you choose your parents when you are born into this world, then I must believe you choose your aunts too.
Aunt Lydia and I had something very special. A sacred contract of sorts. She has literally been part of my life since I was born. As a young mother, she was not only taking care of her three children but also of me and my brother while my mother finished her medical residency – so she was tending to five of us all under the age of four.
She used to tell people that there were points during that time when she considered killing us or killing herself… that is until one day… she decided to start painting. So for all our sakes (and the world’s), we’re really glad she discovered art. Read More...
by Jan Billings
Painting has always been a passion for me. Colour and pattern are a constant in my work. The process of creating visual dynamics by playing one colour off against another has always intrigued me. I am constantly fascinated by the juxtaposition of colours from my first psychedelic designs in the 60s to the more muted tones I use at the moment.
At last, I feel with using silk and dyes, that I have found my ideal medium, where the transformative properies of colour, light and illumination are an integral part of my new work. Now my colours sing from the shimmering silk fabrics. Read More...
by Annabel Du Boulay
I was inspired to paint 'The Healing Womb' art installation for the Glastonbury Goddess Conference 2012 by my personal experience of mothering three children, two of whom were born with life-threatening syndromes and multiple disabilities. During the months I lived on neonatal intensive care and paediatric surgical wards, I heard many stories of womb wounding. Stories of sadness interwoven with abortion, of grief from miscarrying, of the trauma of still-birth. Stories of failed IVF attempts, of childless women, their wombs over-flowing with lost dreams. Stories from overwhelmed and frightened mothers nursing ill and disabled children. And stories of motherhood and mothering in the community, its challenges and its rewards.
As women, we all have stories of womb wounding to share but so often we can feel silenced by a society that does not honour our experiences. Abortion remains shrouded in stigma whilst feelings of anger, resentment, grief and despair can be challenging for family and friends to witness, leading us to hide our shadow feelings, pushing them deep inside us where they can fester, causing ill health both physically and mentally. Read More...
The haunting image on the front page was donated by Peter Greenhalf, an award-winning landscape photographer based on the Sussex coast. He has been interested in Britain’s ancient and sacred sites since childhood and has travelled across the country from Cornwall to Scotland in pursuit of images which he hopes will evoke the spirit of the place for others. He is presently in the process of establishing a library of images devoted to sacred and magical places ...and people. See the website at http://www.greenhalfphotography.co.uk/.
Lisa writes: "My art emerges entirely from my imagination and is drawn from the deep well of myth and folklore and from the natural world. I am a self-taught artist , born in South Africa and now living in the ancient and beautiful Blue Mountains in Australia, where I run my arts and design business with my partner. I have travelled for a number of years internationally, showcasing my work in England, Scotland, America, South Africa and in Australia.
I am very connected to my femininity, and see the divine feminine in Nature as a strong element for supporting current environmental issues in a symbolic artistic way.
The essence of my work is expressing the powerful connection between humans and the flow between our inner selves and that of the timeless natural, archaic world existing around us and within us."
Max Dashu, the Suppressed Histories Archives
Goddess Heresies: the legacies of stigma in academia
The controversy over goddess figurines, and whether they should be so called, illustrates the chasm between spiritual feminists and most of academia. We especially need to look at the conflicting values and agendas that come into play when we discuss what “goddess” meant in historical context. Saying “goddess” causes nervous discomfort, whether out of fears of superstitious fantasy or political threat or cultural illegitimacy or out-and-out blasphemy. The interpretations offered by scientistic positivists, Marxists, orthodox theologians, post-structuralists have many differences, but in one respect they are similar. They don’t like to hear goddess talk, and especially don’t want to hear that it has any political significance.
I would like to turn the lens around to face this aversion, and trace the Western academic allergy to anything “goddess” back to its historical origins in the Catholic Church. The first professors were doctors of the Church, whose doctrine shaped all fields of study, and governed what could be said and thought.