Sunday, May 25, 2008
I've painted a couple of swans this week and have designed them into another large painting that I'm about to start. I had to stop and think about why the sudden desire to paint swans on everything. It might be the ornamental beauty. It might be the dignity and gracefulness. I like that swans mate for life. This is what I learned from reading about them-
In the UK, swans are the birds of royalty, still under protection of the crown. Swans are called a 'bird of life' because they are of the air and the water. It is also called 'bird of the poet' believed to contain the soul of a poet. Swans also are a recurrent theme in literature all over the world as shape-shifters, turning for birds into people. There is the myth of Leda and the Swan. There is Hamsa in India, a mythical bird who operates in both the physical and spiritual planes, representing the material world and the spiritual world.
I like all of that. There is so much rich symbolism there.
If I could be a bird, would I be a swan? I don't think so. I'd like to be a hawk but I usually feel more like a quail these days, walking too fast and trying to keep my chicks from getting lost.