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Tuesday, 2 December 2014

Remember

Joan Lansberry has written another poem that is both wonderful and timely.

I feature it here on my blog with her permission:


Remember
My hands are small,
small and weak.
My shoulders may be bent.
Is my voice hesitant?
Am I short of breath?
Short-sighted?
Uncertain?
Certainly, I get confused.
What firm ground is there?
Did I remember to breathe deeply?
Am I remembering to breathe deeply?
Do I remember the Source of my strength?
I remember.
Hot voice on a cool night,
telling me, "Remember."
"Remember, you aren't alone,
You won't bear this alone.
Remember the Source of your Becoming.
Remember, it isn't just of frail earth that you're made.
It isn't just of achy, weak and tired flesh.
Your soul, your Ba, is formed of light-Essence,
Your Ba is Pure and knows her Maker.
Your Ba knows the God-Force that called her into Being,
knows His many names.
and can sing to you the pulsing song of His own Becoming.
Let that rhythm soothe you on a despairing night.
So many oceans, so many waves...
Remember the Source of your Becoming,
and you will remember the Source of your Strength.”

 Joan Ann Lansberry, 11-30-14

Joan says of the poem:

"The "hot voice in the cool night" is Set. There are three speakers in this poem. First, mundane "Joan Lansberry", Set with "Remember!" and then my Higher Self / Ba".


I first connected with Joan after coming across another of her poems and featured it on my site here back in 2011.

Joan's website is here.


Australian artist Robbie Porritt "Love Machine #2"

Sunday, 9 November 2014

Unbecoming



Sometimes the process of becoming requires an undoing, a stripping back, in order for the pupa of the godling to rightly manifest.

It has occurred to me that to emerge properly into my next "phase" I need to unbecome for a while.

The last 3 months have been chaotic and disorderly. I went from a period of stability to sitting in the eye of a cyclone. Whilst the cyclone is still spinning, it has dissipated a tiny bit, and I am still trying to manage it.

And it is unsettling.

An interruption to my living space and a change of workplace has ruffled my feathers, but I am curious as to what this shake up has engendered in me.

I have had brought into sharp focus the question of "what do I want?"

I have answered as best I can by making decisions to reflect the attention to this (one being a trip to the US early next year) but feel like the depth of the question is unfathomable.

I feel so caught up in the heavy lead of time and the slow process of living that it seems difficult - to say the least - to even contemplate, let alone focus on this notion. That said a visit from Hehu has helped manage the vast sensing of time that I have been feeling right now. (Expect to see Hehu in a couple of paintings next year). (Not the first time I have mused about Time in this blog either).

Unbecoming is a word but not the process to "unbecome". I have been told at various stages of my life that my conduct was "unbecoming". Unbecoming of what? The notion of what the observing party expects me to be . . . . .

I remember reading a book in my early metaphysical days where the author quite clearly said that you find out who you are by finding out who you are not. Perhaps it is about learning to undo the layers I coated myself in in order to survive, thus finding the true entity hidden away beneath  . . . .

Tuesday, 21 October 2014

The Netjeru In America

A work in progress has inspired a trip to the US.

I will be in New York from February 1st for a week and then on the west coast (primarily California) for another week where I intend to work on a project I am calling "The Netjeru In America".

It is about the re-manifestation of Netjer in modern times specifically in the United States. I want to meet everyone I can that is involved with the re-manifestation of Kemeticism, Netjer, or Ancient Egyptian religion on a scale larger than "alone". In other words, if it is a personal practice, it is manifesting outside that personal practice into the world at large somehow.

I intend meeting with religious leaders, artists and authors.

There is a painting already planned - the trip to NY will supply the city-scape imagery I need to bring this to life. But the rest of the project may take place as interviews or informal meetings where I sketch or write notes or take video. I assume some parts will end up as blog posts, although my main focus is in building more inspiration for my paintings.

Readers of my blog or followers of my Facebook page that live in California or New York that are interested to participate or curious to know more can contact me and I will see if I can schedule a connection when I get over there.


"The Netjeru In America"
Acrylic on canvas
10cm x 15cm

Thursday, 7 August 2014

Happy Kemetic New Year!

As far as I can make out Sopdet indeed has risen over Melbourne, and today I celebrate Wep Ronpet.

It is an auspicious time for many reasons right now, and I pause to reflect on how magickal and powerful it must have been in Ancient Kemet when the Nile still flooded and Netjer was still very much a part of that great place.

I offer you an image of the candle stairs in my home - the place where I have created all of the paintings many of you enjoy - as a symbolic climbing / ascending to Sopdet herself. May She bless you with Her holy rays!

I also offer the song I co-wrote with my band partner in Elektrum, and hope that it forms part of the specialness of your Wep Ronpet wherever you may be! Click here for "Sirius" by Elektrum.


Saturday, 5 July 2014

The Ark Of Millions



My latest work is The Ark Of Millions. It has taken the longest to complete of all my paintings to date (almost 8 months). It is the most detailed of my work so far and features the greatest number of Netjeru I have featured in a piece to date: 15 to be exact.

The painting centres around four of the creator deities from some of the principal creation myths of Ancient Kemet: Ra, Ptah, Atum and Amon. They ride upon the golden boat that both supports, moves and contains the creation secrets of All That Is.


The boat features a box which is protected by the Netjeru of the winds and direction: Hutchaiui, Qebui, Shehbui, and Henkisesui, echoing the protective stance of goddesses seen on the corners of sarcophagi of 18th dynasty pharaohs and nobles. This part of the painting suggests ties to another famous ark that also possessed incredible power.

The Ark is heralded by two Netjeru in colossal form: Heru and Set. These deities appear in  in the painting as they have played a large part in my own understandings of being and becoming.

The royal goddesses of Ancient Kemet - Nekhbet and Wadjet - herald all the deities from the bottom corners of the piece.

The winged disk - Heru Behudety - crowns the entire work in a similar way to "the two ladies" at the bottom. The template that I used for this is from the Temple Of Seti I at Abydos, and I like to think that it therefore imbues the work with an echo of that great place.



The backdrop itself is a Netjer - Nun - and the hieroglyph "N" that forms His name is featured emerging from a darker primordial abyss. The color that I have used as the main background in the piece is the same base with white added for body and consistency, and in the case of the lighter colour, a lighter shade. The color is smalt hue, and a similar blue grey can be found in famous tombs of pharaohs Horemheb and Ramesses I from the 18th and 19th dynasties.  I can not explain why, but I have long associated this colour with the Duat. It is remarkably similar to the color of my childhood home.


The 3 large hieroglyphs under the Ark are sky, Duat and earth, their placement under the boat signalling the Netjer's dominion over and creation of these realms. The words emerge from the Nun Himself, as the myths say all creation did.


The neon lit hieroglyphs down the sides of the painting declare the title of the work, "The Ark Of Millions". Another creation Netjer is featured in these words: the god Heh, another one of the eight primordials: Amon was originally part of this ogdoad also.





Sunday, 15 June 2014

Zap delivers!

One of the artists I really admire that I have met through the internet has created a new work that I really want to show readers of my blog; it is called "The Rebel King".



Here is what Zap has written about the work: 


The ancient Egyptian god, Set, "The Rebel King" (Khemitic Tchar Sheshti).

This working was begun on the full moon of Friday the 13th and completed on the 15th in homage to the original archetype and progenitor of non-conformity. 

Here, the arch-rebel is depicted in His exalted manifestation as User Maat Re Merinebtawi (mighty is the justice of Re, beloved lord of the two lands) astride His fearsome engine of victory with His revered consort, Nephthys.

I certainly anticipate you folks out there will dig it!
This working is thus dedicated to Setken Artist and Jeremy Ivy.

It was certainly an honor to find that I am one of the people he has dedicated the work to. I consider the piece (and Zap's other work too - see my piece on him from last year) to be very much a part of a Kemetic renaissance  / resurgence happening in the world now.

The piece was created on 65lb paper with a Bic ballpoint Round Stic and Crayola colored pencil. 

Zap's Facebook page is here.

His website is here.

Saturday, 24 May 2014

The Nipples Of Netjer

Unfinished detail: Heru's nipple / The Ark Of Millions
I have completed this morning the final coloring on the canvas for the Ark Of Millions. What was to be colored is now colored; what is to remain white remains white.

Painting the nipples of these deities provoked profound feelings. The nipples of people are such an intimate part of the body, let alone deities. I remembered the last time I was so immersed in other human being that even the nipples seemed divine to me (it was in San Francisco in 2009; I sent an sms to him this morning, recalling that time . . .)

Many thoughts were awash as the last brushes of color were applied to Set’s toenail. It made me recall the very last moments of completion of Winged Set, which was actually also Set’s toenail. I had not planned this, although I knew for sometime that both Set and Heru’s nipples and toenails on this piece were the last parts to be colored.


And so, as the last tracks from an album* I enjoyed in my adolescence belted out (thank you Spotify for letting me access my long lost record collection in this new era!) I painted the toenails of Set, and revelled in the wonder of His and Heru’s nipples.

Unfinished detail: Set's nipple / The Ark Of Millions

*Billion Dollar Babies - Alice Cooper

Shot from the beginning of Summer last year: early rendering of The Ark Of Millions