Volcanic Eruption is Nature’s form of Ejaculation.
Of course, I would balance out my repertoire of small sexual paintings with the male counterparts to the Mother Pods. I called these “Father Posts.” For me, having been to India so many times, they are almost synonymous to “Shiva Lingams” (my versions.)
Father Posts were painted as a series as well, of 10. They are my “homage to verticality.” This one looks like it is “erupting.”
The eternal vertical. This is what connects the “earthly plane” with the “heavenly plane” — the “Mother Matrix” with the “Father Seed.” This is not rocket science kids. It is the crux of Sacred Sexuality. It is what Life is all about in the spiritual/physical realms. And in the beginning there was the VOID, the blank canvas, the blank sheet of paper, the blank mind that can receive the inspiration from Forces Greater than Itself. Call it what you will. Painting for me has always been a sacred act, and a sexual act. Even all my paintings of the Masters have this “sexual impetus to create something,” which is very holy even beyond the choice of an obviously sacred subject such as Babaji, The Divine Mother, or Jesus.