One November day I thought how useful a mannequin would be to model scarves and brooches. The very next day while waiting for downtown traffic lights to change I watched a shop assistant, through the tributaries of rain pouring down the windscreen, run out of a shop with a plastic mannequin and dump her in the trash. After a couple of scary 3 point turns I ran to her rescue, getting drenched in the process – as Asheville is the kind of place where people have dumpster antennae.
She was a sad picture, this mannequin who now had a double mastectomy followed by surgery to install light fittings in her chest cavity. I let her dry out and sprayed her in a coat of palest white which did a good job of covering up her old yellow tinged plastic, due to too much sun and cigarettes. Together we sat in the forest silence soaking up the stillness, laughed and joked over a cup of tea (even though it was a little one sided). We had a good couple of photos shoots then sadly, whether it was the too heavy coat, or the unbalanced rock keeping her in place – she fell off my impromptu table. By the time I got to her it was too late, the fissures created in her previous lives were just too much to handle and the crash to the ground split her into 3 major parts, way beyond repair. Sadly i don’t quite know what to do with her – she’s not really recyclable. In fact i think that was her downfall – dizzy with so much recycling. And now she has returned again to govern the trash.
A few days later while walking in this little secret garden I stumbled upon another goddess who came into my life ~ Diana.
Diana is quite something, she looks different from every angle – in some shots her eyes are open, in others they look closed. In some angles she looks almost stern and from others she looks like she is trying to hide a smile. But then she is Diana great goddess of the forest, of animals, the moon and of the sacred hunt. It’s early days but we’ve struck up a friendship, she suggested running barefoot under a full moon with our sister coyotes. So I better attempt to get fit, since I moved here we seem to drive everywhere and my daily exercise is about 1/30th of a mile with an old dog, we often watch snails overtaking us.
* All bus work has ground to a halt due to a nasty cold virus.