Grackle
As if assembled from flesh and bones scattered by the wings of my formidable “Air Machine” (image #9) or left atop Mount Cithaeron by mad revelers, this work bears a blackbird’s name chosen simply for its onomatopoetic “crackle.” Swayed like an odd crustacean’s portrait its shaft bespeaks the priapic urge, the core of Dionysus religion and the same motive force that inspired my Sexuality and the Religious Imagination (2020).