Here is a rather large (for me) oil painting I did on canvas. The leggy carnivorous one is Sekhmet, war goddess and protectress of the Pharaoh. My point here, I think, is that grief, empathy, guilt and conscience are the sole provence of humanity. I doubt there is such a thing as person who can be indifferent to all suffering… but Sekhmet, at least, is.
More and varied things to come…
P.S. Apparently the Egyptians put on a really incredible pisser each year to celebrate the goddess’s act of mercy (passing out drunk before she could finish slaughtering them all). Where do I sign up?
