The Furious Spinner

In times of old, The Furies protected Mother Right. If a mother (or any woman) was harmed, The Furies swooped down and took their vengeance. They were one of the last vestiges of a world that existed before the patriarchy. When we feel righteous anger, it is The Furies who are calling out to us to make what is wrong right again.

Friday, January 13, 2006

Catrina

Still in AZ. Sunny. Warm. It's night now. Moon's out. Sand looks like snow. I'm about halfway through a new novel. The Woman and the Old Sea. Or Church of the Old Mermaids. Went to la frontera yesterday. Tell you more about that later. Now just a couple of photos of a Catrina we picked up in Mexico. She's a Flamenco dancer, and we think her name is Rosarita. Interesting conversation Mario and I had about her. We looked at a couple of different styles. When we got home, Mario said he liked the other style better. When I asked him why, he said that Rosarita's style was a bit skinny. I sat silently for a bit, contemplating that. Then I pointed out to him that they were supposed to be a bit cadaverous since they were indeed skeletons. Mario understood that but he still liked the Catrinas with a bit more...meat on their bones.