Welcome to the Main Gallery ~ here you’ll find my drums, the femme fetal series, and ceramic art vessels. Scroll down to see them all. You will also find prices for the artwork on this page at the bottom.
The documentary was made by a young Native American woman questioning the drumming tradition of her people. She filmed the seasonal cycle of pow wows that attracts tribes from the western United States and Canada. In performance, the drummers attack their giant drums with ferocious energy and power. They resound in the world around with such an impact that we listeners feel the sound barrier quiver in time with our hearts.
The brave drummers believe they contact the spirit of the earth with their drumming. Yet many tribes allow only the men to engage actively as a drummer. The women are relegated to the outer circle that surrounds them and are allowed only to sing.
This modern young Native American film maker wanted to be a drummer. Her film shows the progress some tribes are making to admit women to the inner circle of drummers. It encourages women who want to drum. In the spirit of this film maker, I sculpt clay drums for women. I sculpt women in the body of the drum and not just Native American women. We are the drummer and the drum.
It’s not unusual for women to appreciate the power of their feminine beauty and sexual allure. Men are generally very free about the effect beautiful women have on them. The “Femme Fatale” is as old as Eve.
Let’s go further and imagine physically strong women. Women who feel the hope, the promise and the full complete future that we imagine when we contemplate a human fetus. Let’s imagine a woman unfolding as a thinking being. One who recognizes her higher ego and expects to grow into her full power of humanhood.
She is beautiful and strong. She is aware of the spiritual world and the world of science. She uses all of her gifts to make her way on a path to fulfillment.
Woman breaking out of the
Ancient vessel definition.
In fetal position
Embryo ego unfolding.
Awakening to the voice within.
Cracking the egg
Birthing the babe of herself
Celebrating her self.
Rose Red is striding out
Eager to explore and experience.
On capable and powerful legs,
She makes her way.
She owns the apple
And the egg.
You feel her presence
You see her shadow in the moonlight.
Solomon Rushdi calls her “Fire and Rain.”
Kali has roused herself.
The creator and sustainer
Uses the power of the I.
The higher ego – the I – rising to the forefront
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