This painting was prompted by a class in Paint Your Heart and Soul. Not initially knowing what a painting wants to express, I allow the images to show their presence.
I added the wolf and turned the figure into an angel.
What was new to me in this class was learning how to paint a lacy dress. I couldn’t imagine how an artist could imply lace fabric. I’m not 100% pleased and I appreciated acquiring a new art tool. Another painting challenge for the artist is PAINTING HANDS! I remember the painstaking effort to paint this one arm and hand. I was pretty pleased at the time and by no means have I come close to mastering hands. Sometimes an artist, not wanting to take the time and effort it requires to paint a hand let’s it disappear off the page, in a pocket, or hidden behind a skirt or another shielding object–a bouquet of flowers, a table or anything that fits with the painting.
This angel has an ally. He is an ethereal wolf…part of the night, yet real to her as she is real to him.
In 2018, I encountered a gray wolf as I was driving down the mountain from Bunny Flat. I had visited a new friend who was camping there. We spent a sweet time together getting to know each other. The vista was smudged by smoke from surrounding fires. At this higher elevation, the air was breathable. At one point she offered to lead me through a qigong set. I agreed. For the next twenty minutes, we moved our bodies in harmony with the nature around us. A magical time.
I left her well before the sun set. As I was rounding a curve in the road, I spied a large animal not very far ahead. He seemed to be in no great hurry. I slowed the car. As happens, my brain tried to comprehend what this creature was. Bear, no. Dog, no. What’s that in his mouth? Finally, as I drew closer, my mind settled on a gray wolf with another rather large animal in his mouth! He slipped down the side of a slight slope. I pulled my car into the space beside the road. I got out of the car, no fear only wonder. I watched as he slowly meandered off into the shrubbery and trees.
The sense of wonder I felt stayed with me for a long time. A visitation from a rare animal has meaning for me. In the Native American Tradition, wolf is a teacher. From Jamie Sams book, Medicine Cards: “Wolf is the pathfinder, the forerunner of new ideas who returns to the clan to teach and share medicine.”
When I returned home, I googled the Gray Wolf. I remembered reading that the Gray Wolf had crossed the border into northern California a couple of years before. They were being tracked and protected by a team of rangers. Their exact whereabouts were kept a secret so as to avoid hunters. Then the team lost track of the sly wolves. How fortunate I was to see one of these amazing beings that memorable day.