Carolyn's Introduction

This loving tribute to Tarot as Muse is a fundraiser for Ink People Center for the Arts, conceived by Kathryne DeLorme, Carolyn Ayres and Libby Maynard. The twenty-two images seen here have been made into a collectible Major Arcana Tarot Deck which can purchased online with Ink People or found at the following venues in Humboldt County. In Eureka, Humboldt Herbals at 300 2nd Street and the Sewell Gallery of Fine Arts at 423 F street. In Arcata, the Global Village Gallery at 973 H Street; Hair Unlimited at 1640 G Street and New World Water at 778 18th street The original art was exhibited July 7th, 2012 at the new Ink Annex, 47B West Third Street, Eureka, California.
For more information contact Carolyn Ayres at tarotofbecoming

Thursday, May 17, 2012

11. Justice

Justice can be seen as the first step after our realization of the Wheel, when we cut away all that is not needed as we begin the seeking of a higher level of existence.  This is Cosmic Justice that asks us to “lighten up,” to cut to the truth of the matter in all aspects of our lives, leaving no trace of false illusion to clutter our path as we bring about exquisite balance.

Key words:  Clarity/ Detachment/ Assessment/ Adjustment of Karmic balance/ Inner discipline/ Self-regulation

Orr Marshall                   Justice

As I left the building, after the tarot artists' meeting where Justice chose me, my attention was caught by the show window of a shoe boutique next door. Could Justice be depicted as an imperious persona, I mused, wearing extreme shoes? Crossing the intersection on the way to my nearby studio, I glanced down the street and there past the buildings, the view was dominated by an immense fog bank filling the background and stretching from the horizon up to a dark gray, fast-moving edge high above. The sky directly overhead was still blue, but the sheet of fog below it was suffused with a strange orange glow, probably from the sinking sun hidden behind the fog.

What a setting for a colossal figure of Justice, I thought! With one giant shoe planted in the middle of the street and the other shoe perched atop the city buildings, her figure would tower against the glowing fog and her head would reach the height of the blue zenith! It then occurred to me that she wouldn’t need clothing at all; she wouldn’t even need a body. I could make an opening through the glowing fog in the shape of her silhouette, uncovering the low sun from behind the fog and let its rays stream forth.  Justice would be made of sky, the sun at her knee, stars in her eyes and the moon in her hair.

I realized that my Justice was already speaking to me, guiding me toward the painting of her picture.

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