"Turning Within and Blossoming Without" - oil on cradled wood panel, 18 x 24 x 1.5 inches. Ready to hang.
Continuing an exploration of a poem that moves me:
Similarly, when you hurt me, I curled like a mouse behind my third eye. I realize what an
odd thing it is to believe as I do in my third eye and the mouse behind it that furls like a fern
and whimpers like a fern being boiled on a monster stove beside its brothers and sisters.
Poor mouse. The things that make a person odd are odd themselves. Think of DNA,
the way it resembles the rope Jack climbed to secure his future and that of his aging Mom.
Or the way a sudden wave can drag a child under, that addiction to adrenalin, her
siblings farther away and more powerless than she ever imagined, the pure and ecstatic
irreversibility of undertow. It’s odd to come back to life, as they say, she came back to life.
- FROM FIDDLEHEADS BY MAUREEN SEATON
This piece is sold unframed but ready to hang. It will be carefully packaged in mostly repurposed shipping materials. Customs fees and duties are the responsibility of the recipient.
This item is an original work of art. Copyright owned by Lola (Jen) Jovan.
oil on cradled wood panel
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"Turning Within and Blossoming Without" - oil on cradled wood panel, 18 x 24 x 1.5 inches. Ready to hang.
Continuing an exploration of a poem that moves me:
Similarly, when you hurt me, I curled like a mouse behind my third eye. I realize what an
odd thing it is to believe as I do in my third eye and the mouse behind it that furls like a fern
and whimpers like a fern being boiled on a monster stove beside its brothers and sisters.
Poor mouse. The things that make a person odd are odd themselves. Think of DNA,
the way it resembles the rope Jack climbed to secure his future and that of his aging Mom.
Or the way a sudden wave can drag a child under, that addiction to adrenalin, her
siblings farther away and more powerless than she ever imagined, the pure and ecstatic
irreversibility of undertow. It’s odd to come back to life, as they say, she came back to life.
- FROM FIDDLEHEADS BY MAUREEN SEATON
This piece is sold unframed but ready to hang. It will be carefully packaged in mostly repurposed shipping materials. Customs fees and duties are the responsibility of the recipient.
This item is an original work of art. Copyright owned by Lola (Jen) Jovan.
oil on cradled wood panel
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