Medicine Painting - Deforge Art Studios
I Stand Under The Unblinking Moon
22"x28" acrylic I stand beneath the full white moon, the all seeing, unblinking eye in the sky. It takes in the truth of me without mercy. My past. My present. Nothing slips past its witnessing. Some nights I welcome that. Tonight I don’t. My antlers ache -they are part bone, part memory, and part warning. They refuse to let me forget who I was or what I’m becoming. They stretch towards the stars like something remembering its own magnitude, something I’m still too afraid to claim.<br>This snowy owl on my crown isn’t a companion. She’s the part of me, that never sleeps – the inner watcher, the one who sees too deeply. Even when I shut my own eyes, she stays alert, catching the truths I try to turn away from. The air is sharp, cold enough to carve honesty into my skin. It crackles with what I already know but don’t want to say aloud.<br>This serpent at my heart; he is not a guardian. He shifts against me, patient, deliberate. He is the part of me that coils around every lie I still cling to. Not to protect me, but to squeeze until those stories can’t breathe anymore. He waits for the next layer I’m willing to shed, the one I’ve been avoiding. I shed this skin, as my foremothers did.
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