:: 2015 :: 45cm x 60cm :: Acrylics, Inks and Markers on Canvas ::
This work is twinned with Ja' Jchanul Bolon ~ My Other Soul Is A Jaguar as they are intended to be mirrors of each other. Soon after arriving in San Cristóbal, still feeling the stress of the journey and jetlag, I fell asleep exhausted in the middle of the day, and had a vivid dream of the sky closing in, the clouds coming alive and thunder singing out across the new landscape I was in. I ran to a cave to escape the rain, but deep within I heard whispering voices telling me they were the voice of thunder, and upon waking my body was covered in an electric sensation very similar to migraine somatic experiences. Knowing that modern Maya people still held Chac the Storm God in high regard (and in various Christian guises) I felt with this dream I had truly arrived into Mexico.
thunder comes murmurs slow and low an electric wave clouds pile up with the storms arrive
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pierced by holy deluge dancers, and I take flight, the heavens open thunder who comes |