“Scent, seducing. So sweet is He. His pink skin calling unto me. And then I was one with Him, when the Garden was growing on my wrists, and my veins burning In purest fire. When I laid back in the bed of Hyacinths and Dandelions. My hands were His, and He touched myself with blessed and soft fingers. Possessed in ecstasy so high, to bring forth the brightest starlight.”
This was my very first post on Substack, and the beginning of a cozy and stimulating journey on the social media landscape.
It was also the first post of a series that I desperately need to update: Queer Folklore. As I mentioned in my post, this embroidery was inspired by the myth and Dionysos and Prosymnus, and how the Fig may be related to queerness and desire.
The embroidery is made with cotton thread on a linen cloth, that was later used as a pocket for a Linen over shirt also made by myself. Not before being properly consecrated on my Shrine to Antinous-Dionysos.
May its sweetness lead us to the dionysiac realms of art and poetry.
