This painting was made around the time of leaving my wife. She embodied various Goddesses when she was in various altered states. There are some things that are forbidden to portray or reveal.. as an artist however, that goes against my Prime Directive. Rosalia, my Ex-Wife, is part Chichimec Mexican Native and raw Irish Fury.
There were times when she was a loving Hindu Goddess, a Babylonian Goddess, Ishtar, or in her Egyptian manifestation, Isis: Queen of Heaven.
She literally walked the path of the Sacred Whore… of Babylon… also known as Hollywood. I associated myself with the Beast whereon she rideth. She was the perfect chosen vessel for these archetypal feminine powers to express their character potently. If you have never experienced the Sacred, then you are left with only vague gestures toward what it might be analogous to. She is the door. You are the Key.
She is the Eternal Abyss… insatiable in her desire to engulf power, to continually absorb energy. I am a Dynamo, The Sun. She is the field of Grass and Soil from which all things grow. She is fed by the decay of all life and is the locus of regeneration and renewal... she holds the key… to eternal life. She is The Matrix upon which life germinates, thrives on, dies on, and returns to.