My Raven Companions
In life I’ve come to recognize the natural landscape of light and darkness, happiness and sadness, beauty and destruction, life and death—all these perplexing pairs of opposites. I no longer ask why this is so. Instead, I embrace them all and remember that, in life as in art, without the variations of deep shadow and brilliant light there is no color or form.
My raven companions have become my guides. With all their menacing, mystical symbolism, they remind me of the wisdom of shadows and the iridescent light found in them.
With one croak of a call, these beautiful, black ravens invite us to listen to our silence and hear the messages of mystery and peace within...