Goddess Of The Dawn

In Goddess Of The Dawn we celebrate daybreak. We experience it as glory, holding it in a divine, sacred embrace.

Visually our dawn explodes in a burst of soft but intense colours. Andrei Jawlensky's Abstract Head paintings were a way for him to reach the divine. Likewise, our words are from Homer's Illiad, where divine powers also bridged the heavens and earth in human form. 

The Russian, Alexej von Jawlensky was closely associated with Kandinsky and a key member of ‘The Blue Rider’ group. He worked as part of an indispensable core of artists driving the promotion and development of early abstract painting.

As his work developed towards abstraction he focused on the human face, deconstructed and stylized, to express through form and colour 'the divine within him'. 

Jawlensky's divine dawn is named Aurora, the Latin word for dawn, and the goddess of dawn in Roman mythology and Latin poetry. This name is a continuation of the Greek goddess of morning, Eos, who 2700 (or so) years earlier, appears in the Illiad arrestingly described as 'the rosy fingered' in a 'robe of saffron':

'Now when Dawn in robe of saffron was hastening from the streams of Okeanos, to bring light to mortals and immortals' — Iliad (19.1)

'But soon as early Dawn appeared, the rosy-fingered, then gathered the folk about the pyre of glorious Hector.' — Iliad (24.776)

The glorious, tragic reality of humanity's mortality is laid bare in the Iliad. Making passages of such beauty like that on ART WRD Goddess Of The Dawn, ring with even greater power.

Combined, Jawlensky and Homer's depictions of morning give us a sublime celebration of daybreak to carry with us, nomatter how dark the night becomes. In Goddess Of The Dawn we carry Dawn as she blooms in the hearts of men - and Gods...as an incalcubly wondrous part of their soul's creation.

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The Words

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"My friends, the apples that I love for their delightful red, yellow, mauve and green clothing cease to be apples for me when I see them against this or that background, in such or such surroundings.. .And they resound in my sight like a music, reproducing this or that mood of my soul, this or that fleeting contact with the soul of things.. .To reproduce the things which exist without being, to reveal them to other people, by passing them through my sympathetic understanding, by revealing them in the passion I feel for hem, that is the goal of my artistic existence. To me apples, trees, human faces are not more than hints as to what else I should seen in them: the life of colour, comprehended by a passionate lover." c. 1903; as cited by Wolf-Dieter Dube, in Expressionism; Praeger Publishers

"I understood that I did not have to paint what I saw, not even what I felt, but only that which lived within me, in my soul. To put it in symbolic terms, it is like this: I felt within myself, within my breast, the keyboard of an organ and I had to make it resonate. And the nature that was in front of me served me only as a prompter. And that was a key that unlocked this organ and made it resonate. In the beginning it was very difficult. But little by little, it became easy for me to use colours and forms to find what was within my soul" From a letter, 12 June, 1938 to P. Willibrord Verkade

“...like that star of the waning summer who beyond all stars rises bathed in the ocean stream to glitter in brilliance.” 
― The Iliad

“Be strong, saith my heart; I am a soldier; 
I have seen worse sights than this.” 
― The Odyssey

"Sleep, universal king of gods and men. "
― The Iliad

"The Fates have given mortals hearts that can endure."
― The Iliad

"If only strife could die from the lives of gods and men
and anger that drives the sanest man to flare in outrage—
bitter gall, sweeter than dripping streams of honey,
that swarms in people's chests and blinds like smoke."
― Achilles in The Iliad

"There is a time for many words and there is a time also for sleep."
― The Odyssey

"Here let us feast, and to the feast be joined
Discourse, the sweeter banquet of the mind;
Review the series of our lives, and taste
The melancholy joy of evils passed:
For he who much has suffered, much will know,
And pleased remembrance builds delight on woe."
― The Odyssey, (Alexander Pope translation)

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