"Once I looked for the Footprints of Foremothers.
Now I Walk through the Grass at the Crossroads.
When I reach the Edge of the Valley
They will know that a Foremother walked here."
-- Helène Aylon
After Wrestlers, I continue to explore identity within a new series of mystical landscapes, Turnings.
In Wrestlers, 1980-2005, I searched, as it were, for the echoes of lost foremothers and gave one foremother ("Lot's Wife") a name.
In Turnings, 2008-2010, I face myself becoming a “foremother,” as I face the distances of mortality.
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When I imagine Eden, I imagine a female space where foremothers are named and regarded with that same awe for the sacred land they resembled.
In 1980, I had strained to hear echoes of foremothers within the silence; I knew these foremothers had wrestled to be heard.
In 2005, I gave a name to the foremother who was called “Lot’s Wife:” I named her Hashem Shela - The Name of Hers.
In 2008, I continue in the Garden while I look ahead while I look behind until there is a turn - my turn when I shall be a Foremother.
I Follow the Slopes of the Field
I Return to Meet Myself
I Meander Beneath the White Sky
I Regard the Near and the Far
I See No End in Sight