Paintings
Thrown, part II
Pine ash, deer bone, eggshell, mica, brick, river sand, bees wax, oil paint, salvaged fabric. On clayboard
36" x 36"
2025
They fought for hours. But the women were equals and stalled out.
The voices of the gods materialized two spears.
“To break the tie, whoever can pierce the earth with their weapon first will be Queen of all.”
So we followed one or the other. The shorter wrestler threw her spear with both muscular arms. She aimed it straight down. But the earth was too dry and hard. It only scratched the surface and fell over.