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Mother Earth

The armor she wears is not what you think, neither does it exist in her mind, nor does she sew it around her with any seams which are made of her own devices. Her armor exists in the constructs of the earthly rules, of light of darkness, of soft and hard, the push to live and create life in the depths of the earth that spring ceaselessly and fluidly through to unfurl in green shoots, leaves, buds, flowers and fruit to return and repeat the cycle and rule of life’s earnest union with it’self.


Commission for Catherine Schweig – Mother Earth acrylic on canvas

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