Raven is the bearer of Magick. A
harbinger of messages from the Cosmos, Raven holds these messages in
its midnight wings, understood only by those who are worthy. Because
of its ability to shape-shift, Raven is often considered a Trickster.
And a healer. And the Keeper of Secrets. When a Human seeks to
understand its own hidden thoughts, areas of its life it is unwilling
to face, Raven will unveil those secrets. But only when Human is
willing to hear.
This illustration is my homage to
Raven. I have always been drawn to these Black Winged Ones, from my
earliest memories up to this day. I once had a Raven friend that
played with us; me and my cherished Raja Dog. I remember watching
them play for hours, the Raven toying with her as she tried her best
to catch him. It was, and always will be, one of my most treasured
memories of our time together.
The Tree is Raven's resting place. The
place where its young are kept safe until they, too, can take to the
skies. The guitar, buried in the Tree, waits for the worthy Human to
bring music to the world. Raven sings the Tree's song, calling to
that one who is made to hear it. This is the message of this drawing.
That we might sit quietly, honoring Tree and Raven and the Song that
is our own.
Actual size: 11" x 14". Graphite on 80# Acid Free Strathmore paper. Unframed.
$125
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