...Skin of the Flesh/The Day of the Dead...

The Day of the Dead new parchment art, my Sunday Submission for October 9, 2011

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Sunday Submission

I write before sleeping. I write when I wake up. I write during the day, and the night, whenever it is okay for me to turn my attention to it.

Sometimes, while I am driving...I will see a jogger and there will be this look of determination and purpose on their face. I think of an episode of "The Big C" where the woman is determined to enter and complete a New Years Eve marathon against the specific advice of her doctor who is monitoring his cancer patient. She turns to him and tells him something like "I am going to use this body until I can't use it anymore, I am going to use it up." That statement she made, can apply to anyone, whether they are ill or not. I often wonder how many people would never change they way they are if they were not threatened with life altering realities of disease or physical issues that are terminal or perpetual...and make them think in "the end of my life" things...

I think to myself, what will happen when I write about these end of my life thoughts where other people can read them? Will people appreciate them...will they think little or less of me? I think, whatever happens is fine because I have learned some really altering things over the past six months. I have learned that alot of things we think about, that we think we are alone in thinking about, are really things that we all think about. I can't be the only one at 4 am wondering what happens when its all over. What happens to my children, my life left behind, my things...they go on...I live in memories, my things get sold or trashed or boxed up in the corner of the basement. My flesh...yes that. What happens there...Macabre, yes I know. It's that time of year.

My Sunday Submission today is a new parchment piece of art called "The Day of the Dead". I have realized it in the back of my mind that I had quit smoking on this day, November 1st and it will be seven years this November. I chose the date because I was about to start a new phase, I was going to be however old and it was significant at the time. I didn't really realize until this past week that my own personal "Day of the Dead" would be an interwoven theme to all of the stuff I had been doing on and off for several many years.

The Day of the Dead is a Mexican festival that honors the ancestors with symbols of death that are not meant to be scary or morose. The symbols of the skulls and colorful flowers, the bright gold flowers and the edible creations are all for the respect of those who have passed on. It is a day to be reminded of the nearness of death and to celebrate life. I have placed these images and words into my new illustration and like alot of what I do creatively, I will continue to illustrate that which fascinates and frightens me. It is helpful to me to channel these things that I seek to know and share them with whomever wants to look on. I sometimes feel like I don't or shouldn't explain myself because the in between the lines message or images will speak for themselves.

The Day of the Dead comes directly after Halloween/Samhain and coincides with All Souls Day and All Saints Day. It seems that many of the people of the world celebrate the spirits of those who have passed on between November 1 and 2. The veil between the worlds of the living and the dead is the thinnest here, and if you continue reading about this time of year you will see that it has always been this way. The act of celebrating death is nothing to be afraid of and is a reality that mortality teaches. It is the reason why cemeteries fascinate me, and many others of course. The spirits of those who have passed do linger around us...whether in memory or something more...


My New Framed Scrapbook Collage

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Detail of the Collage Piece

More details can be seen on Etsy

"Dead of the Day" is a short poem by The Red Queen on my Facebook Fanpage

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Carole Anzolletti 5 years ago from The Phantom Queen's Labyrinth Author

So sweet! Thanks for looking out for me :)


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epigramman 5 years ago

....love your artwork .... always have and of course a fascinating story behind it - I have a day of the dead Mariachi Band that I purchased several years ago in Cozumel ..... will post this world class hub presentation by you on my Facebook page with a direct link back here in order to wake up the dead over there (c'mon now it's Facebook you know) and tell them to get the hell over here and check out a major talent

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S.A.Hussey 5 years ago

I'm glad your labrynth leads someplace as the one I saw just went in circles and I had to double back. (story of my life it seems) LOL

Anyways, I loved it - great job on both accounts.


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Carole Anzolletti 5 years ago from The Phantom Queen's Labyrinth Author

Actually it was born more towards the end of the winter...I have the specific date...and the entry that I posted on The Red Queen...She is harsh right now, tearing and burning and belligerent but I am grateful...and yes the labyrinth goes on and on around in itself, but it does lead to other places...there is the Castle for instance...and the Sea as well...thank you for loving the drawing! :) It took all week!


S.A.Hussey 5 years ago

LOL "the gun" yeah I hear ya on that.

I didn't realize the Labrynth was born now. How fitting though...it was what first came to my mind in response but then I changed it to the forest. I saw the labrynth and its maze and wondered if there was an end to the madness; would there be a way out, or does the labrynth go on until it swallows us up and we return to the land once more. Something to make you wonder anyways.

Great post as always. Love that shade of green in the skull. Gorgeous!


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Carole Anzolletti 5 years ago from The Phantom Queen's Labyrinth Author

Thank you kittythedreamer! SO MUCH!

Yes S.A.H. :) That time of year is exactly when the Labyrinth was born on the white brown trail of the forest...and the mist of the winter was hanging on for dear life...Now as I look up at the mist around the full moon above the evergreens I remember how long ago that actually was...and then there is "the gun" again...lmao! THANK YOU my friend


S.A.Hussey 5 years ago

I really liked your artwork on this one. The skullface is amazing.

I understand you completely as I've often wondered if I was the "only one" thinking those thoughts. You are definitely not alone.

This time of year, I think people do tend to look back. Its the end of a cycle, everything being put to rest before the harsh cold Winter lord comes and grips what remains in its icy, bone-chillin grasp.

For some of us this next season coming upon us is like entering the dark forest; blinded by mists and trees, and wondering if there is an end...a way out. When you think you've found it, you find it's nothing but a lake frozen over waiting for some gullible fool to walk upon its thin and threadbare blanket of ice. It's there ready to pull you under when you least expect it -down into its cold, murky, darkness. Or, the lake lady may allow you to cross over, to be a survivor and await another spring.

Winter isn't here yet and its already sinking its clutches in. yipes


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kittythedreamer 5 years ago from the Ether

AWESOME. Absolutely love it! Voted up and awesome, of course.

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