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[kiya]

The correct time, of course, to take up a new hobby is when the materials are on sale. ;) Newest obsession: glass painting.

I've had an image in my head for a bit; I'll probably do a lot of tinkering with it until I'm happy with the results. Currently, I feel that the state of my results resembles a small child mucking about with paint, but hey. Maybe I'll improve. (I'll need to get more glass to paint on, though.)

The image will get more refined over time, if I can manage to get it to approach closer to the stuff in my head. I may spend some time tinkering with this one, or I may just go get another piece of glass.





So. Is a start.

. . . I think Arthur just fell off the snake tank again.

Comments

[brooksmoses]

Is a pretty, in idea at least even if the execution wants improvement.

Did you do this straight freehand, or with a sketch underneath for a guide?

[kiya]

Freehand, with staring at some images pulled off images.google.com for the cow and for the head of the lioness.

[elynne.livejournal.com]

That's a fascinating, intriguing idea. I look forward to watching it evolve. There's something very evocative about the image, though I'm not sure exactly what...

[kiya]

Are you familiar enough with the Egyptian myths to know Het-Herw and Sekhmet's ties to each other?

[elynne.livejournal.com]

No, I don't. Tell us a story, Auntie Lilairen! ;D

Let's see if I can get this about right. ;)

[kiya]

Once upon a time . . .

A long, long time ago, the gods lived among men. Some men, however, had no respect for them, and pointed and laughed and mocked their flesh of gold, their bones of silver, their hair of lapis lazuli.

Ra was Put Out. And he called his daughter to him, his daughter known as the Eye of Ra, lioness-hearted Sekhmet, she of war and of field medicine. And he pointed at mankind, and said that they had offended against the way of things, and told her that she should go and Handle The Problem.

So she went.

And believe me, the problem was Handled. It was handled so thoroughly, in fact, that some of the other gods went to Ra and pointed out that if Sekhmet didn't stop, there was going to be a real shortage of humans. But Sekhmet was in blood-madness, and nobody dared stop her.

As is the case with intractable problems, the gods called Djehuty, with whom I believe you are somewhat familiar. And he went and got a number of jugs of beer, and he dyed them red with ochre. And while Sekhmet was sleeping, he soaked the field around her with his concoction.

When she awoke, she found that the land everywhere around her was soaked with red stuff. And she figured that she had killed everyone in the region, and stooped to drink the 'blood'. And she drank. And she drank. And she drunk. And when she came to with the hangover, she was ashamed, and ran away to Nubia.

When she was persuaded to return to the court of Ra, it was as Het-Herw, the Eye of Ra, lady of dance and of drunkenness, nurse of the Pharaoh; but still, within every Het-Herw lies Sekhmet, and wtihin Sekhmet lies Het-Herw. They are two who are one, and within one is two; the nurturer, and the one who smites defilers of what is nurtured. They are, of course, completely separate people. Except when they're not. And as a plural personality myself I have no issues with this. ;)

I believe that my Mother is Het-Herw. And now you have a little context to understand the quote that goes with the heiroglyphics on my journal frontpage.