She Spoke With A Voice That Disrupted The Sky
She commands your attention
How could you allow this tragedy?
She holds your gaze
How could you lose your way?
She speaks and the sky is weeping
Tears of Seven Generations
Are you listening?
Oil, 30x30 on gallery edge canvas
Place: Pukaskwa National Park, Ontario
This piece was previously shown at The Art Gallery of Northumberland
(note in situ photo not to scale)
I didn't realize it at the time but I was telling a story of the sacred feminine. In Indigenous culture women are the caretakers of the water. This painting is about the connection of women to water but also about the feminist movement and how women around the world are reclaiming their voices and their power.
When I think of this painting, it tells me a story. That women collectively were so anguished and outraged that The Earth heard her voice and cried tears of rain. The Sky was both sad and happy. Sad that it had taken so long for women to be honoured in the ways that they traditionally were honoured and that it took a feminine uprising to make it happen. Yet, happy, because as life-givers and caretakers of the water, our voices were required to reverse the social and environmental damage that had occurred.