Artémis et Endymion, mosaïque du plafond de l'avant-foyer de l'Opéra Garnier (1875)
La chasse l’habite encore. Au travers de ses veines
Comme d’un fourré, jaillit la bête.
Des vallées prennent forme, des étangs en forêt
Reflètent la biche, tandis que derrière elle
Alerte court le sang du dormeur clos,
Tourmenté par la brutale évanescence
De l’arsenal confus des rêves.
Mais la déesse, elle qui n’a jamais connu l’union,
Va, adolescente, par les nuits de tous les âges,
Elle qui s’est accomplie elle-même
Dans les cieux, sans rencontrer personne,
Elle se pencha sans bruit sur les flancs du dormeur,
Et de ses épaules elle fit briller
Soudain la coupe où il buvait le sommeil.
Sonnet de Rainer Maria Rilke (traduction)
LABOUR VIII. Destroying The Lernaean Hydra: "The great Presiding One, enrobed in radiant calm, said but a single word. The Teacher heard the golden command, and summoned Hercules, the son of God who is also the son of man. 'The light now shines on Gate the eighth', the Teacher said. 'In ancient Argos a drought has occurred. Amymone besought the aid of Neptune. He bade her strike a rock, and when she did, out-gushed three crystal streams; but soon a hydra made his dwelling there...'One word of counsel only may I give,' the Teacher said. 'We rise by kneeling; we conquer by surrendering; we gain by giving up. Go forth, O son of God and son of man, and conquer.' Through Gate the eighth, then, Hercules passed."
The Tibetan Master DK (via Alice Bailey), The Labours of Hercules, An Astrological Interpretation
Demeter, the goddess of the harvest and abundance, a nurturing mother archetype. Demeter is one of the 'vulnerable goddesses,' meaning she's relationship oriented. Her story and identity rests in her relationships, especially with her daughter Persephone. #mythology#myth#goddess#greekmythology
According to Camus the French absurdist, in life we are like Sisyphus, the Greek figure punished by the gods to roll an immense boulder up a mountain only to watch it fall back down again in perpetuity.
However, for Camus we have to triumph over the constant possibility of hopeless in the absurd background to existence and our Sisyphean-like state. As Camus stated: “Although ‘The Myth of Sisyphus’ poses mortal problems, it sums itself up for me as a lucid invitation to live and to create, in the very midst of the desert.” - “We must imagine Sisyphus happy.”
Think it's finished (for now). 'Self Portrait as Persephone', charcoal, spray paint and gold leaf. The lettering reads 'perditit in infernum' or 'lost in hell', from a poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay:
Lost in Hell,-Persephone,
Take her head upon your knee;
Say to her, "My dear, my dear,
It is not so dreadful here.