'Artists are gnostics, and practise what the priests think is long forgotten.' - Hugo Ball

Saturday, 24 April 2010

Treebeard

Treebeard
© Sue Wookey

I've finally painted my Treebeard and am hoping to have prints available of him at Galley Hill Art very soon (next week, hopefully!). This is Treebeard on the knoll where he encounters Merry and Pippin, and I've tried to capture his quizzical look as he takes in the Hobbits. I've stuck with Tolkien's description on him as 'Man-like, almost Troll-like' as there is always the question of what to do with Treebeard's legs if you make him too like a tree. Knee caps in great big tree trunks just don't cut it. He's maybe not as 'sturdy' as Tolkien had in mind - more wiry, but I wanted him sort of 'twiggy' and showing his extreme age. His 'trunk' could be clothes or could be skin. I'm hoping he's a fit partner for my Fimbrethil, despite the ages and leagues that divide them!

'Together we will take the road that leads into the West,
And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.'
- JRR Tolkien

Sunday, 4 April 2010

Haring around at Easter

























Eostre's Moon
© Sue Wookey

Another new painting with some of my favourite bits and pieces in it - the moon, the trojan maze, a megalithic temple and a leaping hare. Amazing how I somehow manage to bung them all together...

To lead you around the maze of symbols I've created, the sliver of the New Moon is ready to be reborn where it will follow it's winding path to completeness. And the leaping hare represents the spring goddess Eostre who was associated with the renewal of life and the spring equinox. She also liked letting her inner Hare do it's thing and may be the real source of the Easter Bunny. The fact we know anything at all about this nearly forgotten goddess is down to the Venerable Bede who told us that April was Eostra's month. I love the idea of her dancing for joy as the world is renewed with the coming of spring.

My poem around the border reads:

Spring hare, silvered messenger,
dancing between sky and earth,
where does the slivered moon hide
to fill her shell for birth?

Happy Easter everyone!