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SEVENTH WAVE MUSIC

PRINTS - WEATHERED EDGE

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WEATHERED EDGE

A series of paintings created to catch the dynamic change of seasons, the ebb and flow of landscape, all held within the forms of ancient ragged dancing women. They were created over two years, each one painted only during the season through which she dances, her skirt made from a range of organic and woven materials (herbs, bark, seeds, grasses, dried fungi, nests, bones, antler, hoof, feathers, plant fibres, misted spider webs, dragonfly wings, carved wood, snow melted onto holly…) to hold and store the many elements of magic that are found across wild land. Beneath their skirts are painted the hidden totems and symbols of these spirit women. They are aligned to the eight ancient festivals of the year.

The album WEATHERED EDGE contains the songs that accompany this series of paintings.The original paintings were painted 2002-2004 and are 6 ft/180 cms high x 2 ft/60 cms wide, acryllic on board plus many textiles and organic material. They were exhibited as installations during 2004-2005. The prints are on A4 (31x21 cms) heavy art card.

MIST the Concealer (dancer for samhain)
She guards the fragile opening to the horned maze, a puzzle and confusion cast up by the ancient land. She is everything we thought was lost but which is only hidden. Her dance is a threshold, a strange test drawn layer upon layer over mind and eye. She steps past shifting lifetimes, crosses into veiled beginnings and so she dances down through dying shadows and the half-light of Ghost Eve.
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SNOW the Protector (dancer for midwinter)
She has walked the long hoop through the curving trail of many thousand years. She is what is held safe within the trap. Young eyes watch through old year’s face hung loose across her own; and the blood of age melts slowly. Her dance is a return, a doorway again entered, a loop made out of time. She dances at a still point, life inside of death, gold beneath cold black, motionless beside the silent in-breath of Midwinter.
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ICE the Hunter (dancer for imbolc)
She prowls the frost bound slopes armed with a delicately potent dart of frozen fire. She is the balance between the cruelty of diamonds and the human warmth of bones. Her dance is a chase, a raw pursuit, an exquisite challenge. She dances where the fire is kindled that unlocks the land, that promises something real and new, poised inside the belly of the year at this time of Quickening.
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WIND the Summoner (dancer for spring)
She releases quick-fingered, fast-flown seeds of change from her precious wellspring pod. She is wild exhaustion lightly transformed into exhilarating joy. A hare’s egg nests beneath a spell of twisted hazel. Her dance is an awakening, a great momentous birthing; calling, urging new life out onto the surface of the land. She dances through impulsive freedoms, small bright leaves, and the dynamic early mornings of Spring Rise.
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RAIN the Bestower (dancer for beltane)
She nourishes the budding year with secrets given generously from her full and open bowl. She is that which binds fierce fury to sweet passion, both the offer and the gift. Flower petals dripping from the ends of silver horns, a single drop of fertile light that falls to touch the earth. Her dance is an orgasm, dangerous intimacy and the union of two. All this she dances in a place where fires are fed and waters are taken deeply during the Night of Stags.
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CLOUD the Visioner (dancer for midsummer)
She holds the unfolding story of the year as drifting thoughts fanned by her wing made of a thousand eyes. She is constantly elusive and yet somehow constant. Her dance is a dream, a finely beaded pattern of promise and desire. She dances where subtle form is created momentarily, drawn in by rings of stone or ever-changing whim or the dragonfly that skits through the first evening perfumes of Midsummer.
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SUN the Destroyer (dancer for lammas)
She has carefully placed beneath her meadow apron a scythe called Harvest Kiss. She is both the body burdened and the body filled. A sacrifice takes place where long shadows reach into the centre of the corn. Her dance is a renewal, cut down at peak to make the plenty; and she has far greater sacrificial gifts to bear. She dances as her memories enwrap the lazy hours: warm amber, golden grasses, and honey dipped with heady mountain thyme, the rich culmination of the Harvest.
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STORM the Drummer (dancer for autumn)
She is the untamed, reckless bearer of a drum named Berridraun’s skin. She is the place where fearsome chaos turns into a liberating wilderness of soul. Goat toe rattles roughly clatter and ochre powders are crushed to paint the power that is being driven into the ground. Her dance is a reckoning, a turning point for justice won, a scorpionic anger that raises madness to an art. She dances where the final chant is sung and intense swells of energy flow backwards at the Autumn Ebb.
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Complete set of eight Weathered Edge prints
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