Blue Hour Desert Landscape
In the beginning of the Drawing into Trauma Series, each drawing depicted a wound, most of which were composed of unresolved space. I was unsure how to resolve the wounds visually on the paper and emotionally in my body, but eventually both body and art transformed. However, this drawing puzzled me, because it did not blatantly depict a wound like the others. Then, several drawings later, a wound rose to the horizon like a full moon. (I know, it sounds hokey.) My subconscious chose the rising light to symbolize painful buried issues coming into conscious awareness. Eventually, it dawned on me (pun intended) that in this piece a wound is not yet visible, because it is just beneath the surface and about to rise. I also discovered that “blue hour” is the name given to this potent time of day. Blue hour also fits as a good name for the grief and melancholy of the predawn or twilight stage of healing. My subconscious prompted me to post this image now, because these last few weeks have been a blue hour of Covid symptoms and emotional grief for me. Today I feel a sense of light rising. I would like to think that our collective unconscious is experiencing a massive blue hour right now. And hopefully more light of consciousness will soon rise. We desperately could use a shift!