I came across this image recently. Dore. I like Dore. High fantasy? Figuratively it echoes what I’ve been going through recently, or so I thought anyway, wrestling with subterranean creatures, in order to get the women too more than likely. But I can’t take the hero image seriously. I can’t relate to that, it isn’t me. But if I’m not to relate to the hero, then to what? The villain? Or maybe I just need a different kind of hero…I don’t know. But it seems like a point of departure for me…offfff I go…
This is a ramble spawned by the reflection of what I’ve stated above.
Like I said, this was just a ramble. I think what I am doing is looking for some kind of motif, a representation of what I can relate to in literature and art. An ideal maybe?