‘ And I sold her and took my fee. . . ‘

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My Madonna

I haled me a woman from the street,
   Shameless, but, oh, so fair!
I bade her sit in the model’s seat
   And I painted her sitting there.
I hid all trace of her heart unclean;
   I painted a babe at her breast;
I painted her as she might have been
   If the Worst had been the Best.
She laughed at my picture and went away.
   Then came, with a knowing nod,
A connoisseur, and I heard him say;
   “’Tis Mary, the Mother of God.”
So I painted a halo round her hair,
   And I sold her and took my fee,
And she hangs in the church of Saint Hillaire,
   Where you and all may see.
binky brown meets the Virgin Mary comic book 1972
I have a ‘thing’ about the Virgin Mary and how subversive she can be in the right hands.
Indeed I have a whole thesis built upon  the image of this untouchable, unobtainable and idealised woman. How these images and ideas were and used to keep women in a subservient place in what was and still is, to some extent, an andocentric society.
So every so often I have an urge to try and show how they were and can be subverted and somewhat reclaimed.
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About Keeper of the Keys

I'm a 50 plus [ how time flies] multifaceted, oxymoron, who can never really make her mind up. A Witch, a Follow of the Goddess, a Medium, ( I'll talk to anyone dead or alive), a 'wanna be' Writer, a disorganised Blogger, Cake Baker, Jam Maker, Trainee Patchwork-er and Keeper of the Keys for The Under Gardener's Lodge. Mother Grandmother and Wife. I'm fascinated and excited by many things, and therefore could be called eclectic or even eccentric, though some have not been that polite. I live in this Beautiful Magical Lodge with my husband Lou, our rather large dog, Shea and a few other previous residents, who come and go. And like many women of a certain age - I like purple [ and some how pink!] rather a lot!
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2 Responses to ‘ And I sold her and took my fee. . . ‘

  1. Pingback: ‘ And I sold her and took my fee. . . ‘ | Tales From The Under Gardener's Lodge

  2. I remember a friend who lives in Ireland saying that a lot of men there saw women as either The Virgin or The Whore. I suspect this exists in The British Isles but is just more underground; we have a culture of not saying certain things in public which just mean that people think them instead

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