the descent of a deity to the earth in an incarnate form or some manifest shape; the incarnation of a god.
On the day this painting was completed, I stared at it for a very long time in a candle lit room. Something about the combination of low light and the underlying geometry made the painting really come alive, as if it were breathing and changing in shape. It looked like a visual representation of vibration somehow, like energy coming into form. And that's when the name Avatara came to me. Whenever I gaze at this little painting for any extended length of time, especially in low natural light, I feel as if I'm watching a spirit become manifest.
Avatara is perhaps many beings, encapsulated in a flash of two dimensions on canvas. She is feline, fractaline, the formless form of third eyesight, filled with clarity of vision and courage. She peers at you with the intensity and depth of an old silvery grandmother, smiling with the subtle smile of a medicine woman who uncovers your soul with just one glance. She is pure energy...pure beauty. She dives into all that is with winged eyes, her many ways of wise, knowing that no matter what she finds, all is as it is meant to be, and all is actually quite kind.
To learn more about my creative process for this painting, click here.