Memento Mori

Saturday, August 22nd at The Galactic Sanctuary.

Art opening for Jacqueline Maloney, Maude Glendon and Charlie Ebaugh.  New murals and paintings.

With performances by Matthew Romero, Genji Souren, Gabi White, Jill Jackson and Towne Mouse.

Life After.  section of Memento Mori mural at the Galactic Sanctuary 2015.  Jacqueline Maloney

Memento Mori mural by Jacqueline Maloney Photo credit SoulBloom (http://www.soul-bloom.co/)

oil on canvas by Maude Glendon.  Photo credit SoulBloom (http://www.soul-bloom.co/)

new mural in progress by Charlie Ebaugh. Photo credit SoulBloom (http://www.soul-bloom.co/)

New paintings in progress by Charlie Ebaugh.  Photo credit SoulBloom (http://www.soul-bloom.co/)

work by Maude Gledon.  Photo credit SoulBloom (http://www.soul-bloom.co/)

Photo credit SoulBloom (http://www.soul-bloom.co/)

Photo credit SoulBloom (http://www.soul-bloom.co/)
art by Jacqueline Maloney

New work by Jacqueline Maloney
Photo credit SoulBloom
(http://www.soul-bloom.co/)

Photo credit SoulBloom (http://www.soul-bloom.co/)

work in progress by Jacqueline Maloney.
Photo credit SoulBloom (http://www.soul-bloom.co/)

Photo credit SoulBloom (http://www.soul-bloom.co/)

work by Maude Glendon.  Photo credit SoulBloom (http://www.soul-bloom.co/)

New work in progress by Maude Glendon.  Photo credit SoulBloom (http://www.soul-bloom.co/) 

A romantic review by Graham Langdon:

"Update from the Galactic Sanctuary: Maude Glendon Charles Christian and Jacqueline Maloney are three of the most talented visual artists whose work I've ever had the pleasure of enjoying and having their art fill every wall of the Sanctuary is like a well of inspiration bubbling forth from the earth and pouring out all over my senses. Matthew Romero and Genji Souren and Gabby are such passionate, vivid and artistic orators that not only was an entire room moved, but I got an overwhelming premonition that the seed of something great was planted in the room that night through their orations which were, overwhelmingly, a call to action, to be better stewards of our earth, to the hearts of each other and to love deeper. Amazing how the voice of one can be the voice of many. Town Mouse was my favorite musical artist I've seen this year. What an enchanted, magical wonderful life."

Convalesce. Summer 2013-Summer 2015.

Some stories must be given space an time to unfold.  And a good storyteller knows to be an open gate for the right words and meanings to flow through them on the way into many ears.  These gatekeepers need not grab on to the details of the story passing through--we only do this out of fear of leaving a moment behind.  Rather, all details are already enough, already moving as they will.  Let them pass by into you and out again, as they come.  Inspiration is a synonym for inhalation.  Expiration is another way to say exhalation.  The seed and the death.

 It just takes a steady love and curiosity, a dance into the depth of the story and back out again to it's edge to see the fabric it weaves--the truth and the heart of it.

Augury. June 2015.

This happened over many moons, through many changes of heart.  It hatched from the waters of deep winter, and sprouted brightly with the spring.  Now it tells the story of what comes to pass when one opens an altar to the unknown, listens to its soundtrack, watches quietly, in awe, as a dance unfolds.

Wash

Wash.  July 2015.  8' x 2' acrylic on maple.

This session was total therapy.  I have been thinking a lot about what it taught me of the creative process.

Twas the last night of some needed solitude in a beautiful Mars Hill, NC house on a hill facing the burning summer sunset.  I began shortly after dinner and rode the wave of easy inspiration until the last lines trickled out at 3am.  When I stepped away, body tired and relaxed, I had the pleasure of seeing the whole for the first time.  I am still in awe of the creative process: how it is possible to drop so far inside the work of one's senses that the analytical brain turns off.  In this space, it is the belief in the joy of the experience that guides the work.  It is a reboot for the whole system, like losing oneself in any other practice, and when one steps back from the experience, and the ego turns on again, the moment is rich with awe and near disbelief of the places we went while we weren't consulting our map or double checking ourselves.