Thursday, August 24, 2017

Pomba Gira Rainha de Calunga Pequena

Pomba Gira Rainha de Calunga Pequena - Copyright Peacock & Snake 2017
Down in the depths she waits. Singing. Calling. Beckoning. Haunting the little graveyard of the lost. Her children and Her lovers. Now they wait with her. Queen.

Friday, August 4, 2017

Pomba Gira Cigana-The Calling

Pomba Gira Cigana- The Calling Copyright Peacock & Snake 2017

The drums beat, the cymbals shake. I am calling her. She is calling me. Her in me. Me in her. 

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Friday, July 28, 2017

Monday, June 12, 2017

A small conjuration

A small art copyright Maya Grey

With breath unto an ember, small sparks can grow to unimaginable sizes. Start. Breathe. Expand. Fear not. Breathe some more.

Saturday, February 4, 2017

White, Red and Black

Our Goddess is not for the cultivation of men. Nor does she reside in the houses of men. She is not the giver of grain, the one who wears the corn wreaths in her tresses. No, not that one. Where to find her you may ask? Look on the mountain side between your awe and your terror. Look to the circling of large shadows cast upon the ground. Look into the shadows of the mountain. The ones that never see the sun.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016