I was inspired to do this drawing by watching the television series Carnivale. I have always felt an affinity with the travelling life of a performer. In my earlier days I did travel quite a bit, and you never lose the sense of how comforting it is to live out of a suitcase. It always remains with you.
The characters from Carnivale take place in this drawing, a boy shown resurrecting a cat, a midget shown talking to a glowing ball of green light, a tarot card reader who sees the mirrors under the tent, and the prophecies that come with it. (From right to left)The wheels of life turning, the hidden paths and the magic cane, the branches that spread out across the mirror, life’s many possibilities.
On the top left hand corner shows the magician king, and on the right, the balanced towers of power illuminated by the sun.
The magician in us, and power in us has to be balanced by the sun. The world of the three suns illuminating each window. There is always light.
In this drawing the tarot card reader is blind, and linked to the earth is the magician king. the magician inside of us leads the way, it is not simply about having physical vision. We are led from the inside, not the other way around.
Strange hermit with angels carolling on top of his hat, Had a symbolism of balance of light and dark, here he is present in the sky, with blue clouds and a serene surrounding. Maybe hermits are closer to heaven. who knows.
The angels appear to be in congregation as well, or discussing something, as the hermit holds his transparent cat, a symbolism for understanding secrets.
These strange bowler hat twins who are made of smoke serenely listen to some music from a gramaphone. a little mysterious black raven watches on. An angel reaches up while they are distracted by the music and turns a wheel, a red chord present in her other hand to turn time.
Definately a symbol of one trying to manipulate the slowness or quickness of time, a heavenly intervention by the angel changes things a bit
I love this drawing, it is not for sale. I love it that much. It shows a magician wearing a magenta cloak, which is a self portrait in a way. I own a burgundy cloak and I am a woman but the colour of the cloak in the picture represents some part of my soul.
The magician who could be male or female sits at the table, with a candle giving off bright white light and writes a story, or a scroll in a secret language. Light from the ceiling peeks in through a hole and shines down on the magician, almost illuminating him.
This is an image of self illumination to me, i treasure it.
This magician is based on one of my favourite novels of all time. The drawing shows the magician covered in tattoos, symbols, and glyphs. It felt interesting to just let my mind flow and draw what was hidden in my mind.
I love ravens. They seem sharp and intelligent, and i love the way they caw at you. Almost as if they are scolding you, or telling you something you need to know.
In this picture, the magician seeks out the wisdom of the raven, bending on his knee in a gesture of respect, listening to the raven and consulting it.
Its interesting to note how the magician is almost tribal looking, i think i am influenced by the fact some tribal people really feel like they know magic to me.
This is the magician with three clocks, doves flutter up his cloak, and the clocks represent the past, present, and no time. No time is my way of describing that endless sense of time inside someone’s mind. One of my favourite drawings.
I don’t know if heaven is the past, maybe it is. Maybe we all came from heaven. The present clock is symbolised by the phases of the moon and four hands. Three hands pointing to the full moon and one to the waning moon. I suppose this symbolises balance.
This is one of my favourite drawings because it symbolises the calling of the powers within oneself.
I think this drawing started with the image of the rosy cross in the stain glass window in the middle of the drawing. I wanted to portray secrets of old, of what we do know of religion.
A man or monk stands pouring water into the cup of life or immortality in the right window.
I think the rosy cross and the cup of life are in separate windows because they are different secrets, and i don’t believe- if there are people associated with the rosy cross, that they would have known the secret to immortality.
i think the secret to immortality is to just be, and then you feel the eternal. I know it isn’t that simple, but i like to keep things simple.
The people in the picture represent Leonardo Da Vinci with something to say about the Rosy Cross, and I do wonder what it is he would say, a self portrait holding a scroll and other figures I saw when i had schizophrenia. Everyone holds a scroll because they have something to say. I am not sure why I draw figures I saw during schizophrenia, maybe it’s just to give them a place in my life. To be able to point and say, I saw that. I am lucky to be able to draw it, so it just doesn’t stay as a figment of my imagination to haunt me.
I was inspired to draw this because i saw in mind during schizophrenia, people sitting in orange brightly lit up globe houses, that stood on long black stilts.
The houses looked brightly lit, warm, and very comfortable. Rather like a little bubble that one could immerse themselves in and read. The people in these orange globes had strange hair and clothes, and I immediately felt a bond with them.
Drawing this i do wish, these globe houses existed and people really did live in them. !
Here is also a self portrait with the godself, to give some perspective as to size of the globes, they aren’t very big, each just nice for one person.