Thursday, June 11, 2009

Raven Walks Like a Man

In my dream, Raven walks like a man.
My friend Cuervo, who grew up in Columbia, warned me, "If you see a really big raven, I mean, one that is big like a dog, it's a spirit or a brujo, and not a good one."
Raven lopes towards me, beak wide open and pink inside, so I know he's young, but I don't know what he wants, so I wake up.
I draw every feather and shadow of him until he walks off the page to tell me why he is here.
Raven just flew by my window. I can see everything through the wall of glass, the light so beautiful I can breathe.

9 comments:

Kim Northrop said...

spectacular.

Lynn said...

I LOVE him! He has so much personality! I DO feel like he could walk off the page and talk to me.

cherylart said...

Your drawings are indeed very beautiful. I grew up in the Mojave desert. The Ravens were very large beings there. I loved listening to them talk to each other. They are very powerful beings for sure.

miki said...

Without a doubt, your bethness comes through loud and clear. If a picture is worth a thousand words, your narrative is like a thousand pictures.

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

A wonderful drawing! Great detail and expression.

Connie said...

These are amazing; especially enlarged to show the detail.

Tony LaRocca said...

That's some fantastic detail. I love his stance and expression and your prose.

steve said...

Love your raven series. I sometimes find it difficult to stay with one drawing topic too long, so I applaud you on your efforts.

ArtSparker said...

Impressive.