{"id":51,"date":"2014-03-18T06:13:39","date_gmt":"2014-03-18T06:13:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/laurelantur.com\/index.php\/2014\/03\/18\/2014-3-17-rabbit-woman-her-evolution\/"},"modified":"2014-03-18T06:13:39","modified_gmt":"2014-03-18T06:13:39","slug":"2014-3-17-rabbit-woman-her-evolution","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mysticalexpressivearts.com\/index.php\/2014\/03\/18\/2014-3-17-rabbit-woman-her-evolution\/","title":{"rendered":"Rabbit Woman – her evolution"},"content":{"rendered":"

One of the things I love about art is the relationship with the unknown.  Through improvisation, artist journals and reiteration, symbols arise and evolve. I get to witness it happening, and though this process, I am also healed and given messages.<\/p>\n

One of the archetypes in my work is Rabbit Woman. She has a funny beginning, in a floor tile. It’s so fun to find recognizable faces or shapes in random splotches.<\/p>\n

This particular splotch was like a odd little man with rabbit ears, a bit angry or uptight. I grabbed my sketchbook and drew him with charcoal while sitting on the toilet seat. In Rabbit Man<\/em>, I take the image a bit further using watercolor and tissue paper. <\/p>\n

\"Rabbit<\/a>
Rabbit Man, 2010, Mixed Media<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I played with this image again in Rabbit Queen, which is actually a self portrait. I love how the colors and texture turned out in this piece.<\/p>\n

It took a while for Rabbit to settle down.  My mother called me “bunny” when I little (actually she still does, shhh), and it’s funny to look at these early images and see how they are rebellious, with something to prove. I am NOT a bunny. Like a teenager.<\/p>\n

\"Rabbit<\/a>
Rabbit Queen, 2010, Mixed Media<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

But soon the tender vulnerability of Rabbit Woman started to emerge, the child hiding, often interacting with other archetypes. In Rabbit’s Journey<\/em>, Rabbit is led along by Horse Women, in some sort of initiation, one that is not quite wanted.<\/p>\n

\"Rabbit's
Rabbit’s Journey, 2011, Mixed Media<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

In Rabbit Looks at Death<\/em>, Horse Woman is a skeleton, and Rabbit Woman (more like a child), regards her, inert and powerless. <\/p>\n

\"Rabbit<\/a>
Rabbit Looks at Death, 2011, Mixed Media<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I used part of this image in Going West<\/em>, a digital drawing about moving from New York to California in the summer of 1976 in an old orange station wagon my mother named Ethel.<\/p>\n

\"Going<\/a>
Going West, 2012, Digital<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

A moment of emotion came while working in the artist journal I was creating as part of my masters research. In this quick drawing, Rabbit Woman has succeeding in coaxing a large bird of prey to land on her gloved arm. Horse Woman and another archetype, Stag Woman, watch on in parental pride. Creating this image was unexpectedly emotional. I felt seen, accepted. The arts are powerful.<\/p>\n

\"Visual
Visual Journal, 2013<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Most recently, I’ve been playing with Rabbit Woman in many different ways, such as in the form of a strange doll in a surreal space, dressing her up in fancy socks, being playful with colors and forms, or as more wild looking hare, running with others. <\/p>\n

\"Rabbit<\/a>
Rabbit Doll in Fancy Stockings, 2014, Acrylic Ink on Paper.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
\"Flee,<\/a>
Flee, 2014, Acrylic Ink on Paper<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Thank for reading the story of Rabbit Woman. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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