Framed Art Card - Moonlit Monologue (Moon)
Sometimes conversations are really one-sided. I know I’ve been on both the giving and the receiving end at times. We’ve all been guilty of it: yammering on and on about things that may seem important to you at the time, but to your partner are taken as trivial. We talk excitedly as if the weight of the world rested on our very word. Meanwhile, our partners stare off into space and enter their own zone, waiting for the monologue to end.
In nature, we often witness this same phenomenon as ravens harass nearby eagles. The raven sits on its branch spewing out an endless string of caws while the eagle stares out looking down to the valley below. Sometimes it’s only the moon that gets to bear witness to this comical spectacle: G̱wa g̱wa g̱wa! as the eagle waits for the monologue to end.
Amongst my grandmother’s great-grandmother’s people, the Tlingit, you are either an eagle or a raven and you always marry someone from the opposite clan. I’m sure up in Alaska many an eagle has been put under the siege of a raven’s soliloquy. Sitting on a deck overlooking the magnificent scenery, one stares off into space while the other goes on and on and on. G̱wa g̱wa g̱wa! as the eagle waits for the monologue to end.
My family has both crests. There are times when I feel proud and majestic like the eagle and other times I feel like the pesky raven: G̱wa g̱wa g̱wa!
(9" x 12")
