Day two of share some art, and Im goign to share four pieces - TopicsExpress



          

Day two of share some art, and Im goign to share four pieces instead of three. Only because these guys just... dont really come apart? I used to love religion. I mean LOVE it. I worshiped the stories of all the religions, adored hearing every single bit of folklore and tales I could get my hands on. To some degree I still do... as long as I can stay as far away from the people who practice the religions as possible. But.. there was a time when I used to meet up with a group of friends, who were philosophers, thinkers... creative types. We would talk for HOURS about religion, and challenge each other constantly about the stories we discussed. Anyway, the discussion one day turned to the fact that the bible based religions tend to be the only religions (that we could think of offhand) that do NOT have female dieties. Or much by way of any sort of deities at all. Im sure I said something saucey in there about the fact that there was plenty of room for other deities, and so I got asked what my bet on what would be female deities, and my money was on the four horsemen. So I got challenged to draw them. 1. Strife. Now I know, I know everyone is all about pestilence. But when you do the research, the actual four horsemen they list are not war, famine, pestilence and death. The very first one they mention has a crown and a sword... and many scholars have suggested that it symbolizes the horseman of strife, or conflict. Now if you figure the natural order of the end of the world by these guys, it owuld make sense. First would come strife, conflict, the desire for conquest. Then would come war. After the war comes famine (and by default pestilence) and then death. This particular piece was pretty politically charged. I went all out with the idea of strife, and the state of our current political an dreligious climate. The two buildings are one a church, and one a government building (I deliberately referenced from religous and government buildings that shared similar structural shapes). She holds the scales of justice, with basic good and evil symbology in the light and dark, and the scales are slowly tipping into darkness favor. The shadows on the wall are the shadows of rioters and picketers, and the wall between the buildings and the rioters has barbed wire lining the top. And all around her are documents that are being burnt. If you look close, you can read things like the bill of rights, and the consistiution, etc. Burning up the foundations of our society to bring outright war. I did her wings as stone, to mimic the stone statues of greece, where were often taught the fundamentals of democracy came from. 2. Speaking of war. My take on war is fairly simple, playing with the gears of war concept in her clothing, her metallic wings. Shes blindfolded and holding a dove of peace because war often comes to us in the form of an offering of peace, and many involved in the wars are blind to whats really going on. They often think theyre doing the right thing. Shes naked because in wartime prostitution skyrockets, with women and men selling themselves to the soldiers... and in older times when women were the spoils of war lets just say that things did not fare so well. Behind her is the rubble and ruins of a once great city. Just dust and debri now. 3. Famine was the first one I did. I loved her, this arrogant, wealthy woman who had an abundance of fruit and food. Plenty... but she coudl not see the starving people below her. In times of strife and warfare, its not been uncommon for those who have much, to lock it away and leave the poor to scramble for scraps. Her wings are the wings of a turkey vulture, and her dress is tangled iwth the bodies of those she could not be bothered to help. Famine really only comes when we are no longer merciful to each other in the worst of times. When the goddess of harvest turns away from the people who need her most. The background is just a deserted wasteland, no growth, no hope to feed themselves. 4. Death. And we come to death. Ive always liked the idea of death with a scythe, not to attack things and hack them, but to slide the blade along and reap the delicate curls of the souls of the dead. She has pockets of souls that shes harvested, and her gown is tangled with the dead. I did go pretty classical goth with her, but I really enjoyed it. And I gave her a mixture of bat wings and feather wings, to show that good or evil, regardless of where youre heading, death comes for all. It does not judge, it simply claims. The background is just stonework, mimicing a halo, and her wings. Hinting that you can find death anywhere if you look for it.
Posted on: Sat, 24 Jan 2015 10:21:03 +0000

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