For Gia Greta
Updated: Feb 10
12" x 12"
Acrylic and Silver Leaf on Canvas
This piece stems from my respect and love for Greta Thunberg.
While meditating on our root Muladhara (मूलधारा) chakra, I found myself dreaming about root systems, our ecosystems, and how they shape us, propel us. I am fascinated with root systems, edaphology, what lies beneath. What nourishes us, what sustains us, unseen, humble, pivotal.
Vivisecting my fears, I find myself confronting the idea of hope. As a teenager, I began to think of hope as a four letter word, a harbinger of disappointment. A synonym of expectation, hope seemed a fatalistic, empty concept. Ashamed to hope because it seemed an act of immaturity, the delusion of a child.
Now I see the rejection of hope as armor, a shield against disappointment, a denial of vulnerability. With time I am more comfortable with disappointment. We fall, we hear the voices of our circle of support, we feel love, we heal, we get back up.
If I see the vulnerability of others as a sacred trust, a thing of beauty, it would follow that I would treat my own as intimate, beautiful. The fragile beauty of our planet, her ability to regenerate, it gives me hope.
On a technical note, I adore large canvases. This piece, far smaller than my usual pieces, was an attempt to challenge myself. Can I bring the blending of color & my fascination for iridescent, metallic tones together with my love for organic meditative detail? Can I sit with my fear of climate change, and hold space for hope?
I look at her, and I think "Though she be but little, she is fierce." Just. Like. Greta.
(part of the proceeds from this piece go where-ever-the-heck Greta tells me to send them. because hope without action is just plum silly)