"The Harrowed Hallow"

While this piece speaks for itself as an Ode to Ophelia, it speaks a little stronger for me personally because my dear friend of Wyrd agreed to model for this work, and naturally was painted to her liking. She has been called "The Angel of Death" in her career as a nurse, aiding those on the bed of death to let go and transmute into the next phase just with her presence. She is a bringer of peace and release. I chose the name "Harrowed Hallow" accordingly. 'Harrowed' denoting a cultivation tool, affliction, even plague, and 'Hallow' meaning sanctify, bless, and respect. I painted the surrounding nightscape of a creek on the edge of my property in the Wyrd Woods I call home, with the white moonlight casting eerie shadows of the tall southern pines 'cross the moving water & creekbank of moss & undergrowth, which grow rampant in the southern states, amidst her ghostly lit spirit as rising steam from her body whilst floating downstream in homage to the cycles of nature which we surprisingly may still be too afeared to discuss aloud.