The Golden stork - acrylic on canvas

 

There is so much happening in this piece what is noticeable and what is not. I did some sneak peeks on Instagram as she was unfolding, thankfully because it's been so long since finished, I wanted to wait to a good temperature day to varnish so it didn't bloom.

Souls coming out of the cave like rosebuds leaving the shelter of the leaves that cradle them like a butterfly exiting it's cocoon excited about it's journey through a new vessel, a new life.

The conduit gathering them up under her wing, like hungry moths they assemble under her wing drawn by her radiant light where they unfold into their unique, wondrous bloom.

And after they grow and live and transform, it's time to start again and they fold into the stars where through her grace The golden stork reaches up and cradles them again as she accompanies them on their journey back to the cave, silvery stardust raining down into the well of creation.

There are many more little things for those that can see them. I personally love the way that the lovers manifested on the side in the crook of the storks neck, as if they assist the stork in the delivery.

Different angels different lights. They are so exciting to me finding these unintentional things.

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