
And I felt the meaning of my paintings more clearly and more surely. The landscape unfolded into a deep, profound, enigmatic eye. A white, gleaming giant’s body emerged from the seashore; like a wound, its lustful body welled up out of the dusk, a mystical mouth. The woman emerged from all the frames of my paintings, the strange will of the world, the all-mother, the ruler:
Mylitta, the Babylonian whore who never satisfied a desire, who consigned the favored one to the flames –
Isis, who gave birth to a sun in immaculate conception: no mortal lifted her skirts! Isis, the mother of kings, wife of the lunar bull, the sacred cow, the queen of the whole earth –
Athena, who never saw the darkness of the mother’s womb, born from the light realm of the brain –
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