I've been sat out in the sun today, sketching away and reading 'Women Who Run With the Wolves'
A fine piece of writing if ever I saw one. Re-membering all the old tales that got made into sickly sweet stories with none of the original soul and marrow. Then analysing them in terms of the psyche, what the stories are actually about when you delve past the superficial and 'weird'. They all make such amazing sense, and it is a true shame that we have lost those deep meaningful stories, and simply teach our children to live shallow, domesticated lives.
Time to return to the wild.
A tentative footstep could take you as far as some...