Seeds–the Taos Art Show

Last Friday I attended a popular art exhibition titled “SEED 2” at The Stables Gallery.  The photo shows the entrance to the courtyard leading to the gallery. The last time I was in this attractive courtyard it was full of  artists and spectators during the afternoon Quick Draw event (see my blog). As you can guess both events were sponsored by the Taos Center for the Arts. The SEED show, now in its second year, even has its own website,

My favorite piece was this mixed media painting by Katie Woodall. She had several pieces that I thought were a glorious celebrations of this time of year (see my blog, Seeding the Fruitful Darkness). I heard about this show-to-be several months ago and asked if I could submit work but was told it was too late, but I could try for next year. Guess I’ll plan to visit their website and learn the details (linked above).

Claire Long Cote had this concept of tin-can-turtles carrying seeds or seed pods on their backs. There were LOTS of these in one corner. The variety of seeds was impressive and the turtles also were different sizes and shapes. An army of turtles really. I have always loved the symbolism of the turtle representing our earth planet. In this case it seemed like Turtle Mother became an infinitely divided force taking matters into her own “hands” to spread the seeds of new life all over the face of the earth. She was making sure the job was done well, far and wide.

My favorite seed of the season is the ancient and mighty corn. This was taken at the Saturday Farm Market the day after the SEED show opening. By the way you can see the show through October 30.

I have been working on a Corn Mother art piece (below) so currently have a poetic and mythological view of the subject. My choice was to use the Zuni style of depicting her with the front of her body represented as kernels of corn. One story is that a grandmother was able to provide corn each day to her grandsons but it was a mystery to them where she was getting it. Somehow their curious investigations caused the end of the magic, that the corn was coming from her own body. It sounded like something out of “Women Who Run With the Wolves” by Clarissa Pinkola Estes, but I checked and it’s not in there. I found my version online while searching “Corn Mother.”

This is the first of a new series of wood altars I am building. This is the Corn Mother I devised, a composite of corn symbols from a few different cultures. My next one, almost done, is Kuan Yin, and after that I plan a Virgin de Guadalupe and a Black Madonna. These will soon be available through my website (links at the top of this page).