11 minutes you’ll waste if you do anything but watch/listen to this:
WordPress clobbered the previous post when I tried to add this note to the reblog of Put a Woman in Charge written, illustrated and originally posted by Lisa Brunetti at Zeebra Designs & Destinations~ An Artist’s Eyes Never Rest, online home of an artist, naturalist and writer in Ecuador with a global heart, whose blog I would keep following if I could keep only one, for its beautiful offerings in education (in art and more), entertainment, and inspiration. I wrote more extensively about Lisa in my May 27, 2017 post Nature Writers I Follow #1:Zeebra.
I should know better than use the reblog button instead of just reporting on the piece myself. So just go to Put a Woman in Charge and take the time to read all of it and enjoy the heart and the art of it.
Continued from Aranyaka Part 3
Aranyani is a member of a family of forest goddesses and legends around the world. Among many ways that Aranyani-like attributes appear, there is the goddess Abnoba, worshiped in and around the Black Forest …
I respect the way that Pollhammer depicts the goddess as she is in nature, herself, not just personified as a gorgeous naked woman as so many goddesses are. Most modern artists miss her essence just to make a pretty picture. Remember though, from the Vedic hymn, that she is elusive. She doesn’t pose for pictures.
There are not many contemporary forest goddess paintings or digital creations that are more than whimsy. The ones true to the ancient myths are rare, and it has been that way throughout the ages. She is not one to be captured in pictures, neither in the Black Forest nor India.
It seems Pollhammer knew this. How did he approach this elusive subject?
REALLY, who needs federal employees, anyway?
I offer this post to connect personally with one kind of public servant we discard when we cut off their agency funding. I hope this helps readers feel … well, just feel.
Meet Jim Hudgins, who was the Michigan Private Lands Coordinator for the U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service for 25 years.
I will return to this topic with photos when they get done harvesting all the straightest and tallest white pines from the predominantly pine forest on the 50 acre lot adjacent to Balsamea. Harvesting is one thing. It’s another thing to kill thousands — maybe millions — of other trees and myriad other things living above and below ground to get that harvest, and leave the forest ugly, sick, and disgraced. When it’s a forest you knew well, which truly is now no more, an alien thing left in its place, it’s the kind of thing that can almost make you wish your eyesight was now no more, too.
Forest immersion can do that to you, as it must have done to Thoreau: