"She had long black hair and a fair complexion, and her face was very lovely; moreover she was a fearless rider, whom neither the fiercest horse nor the roughest ground could dismay, and so dexterously did she handle sword and bow that she was a match for 1,000 warriors, fit to meet either god or devil.”
The figure is suspended in space, prominent and advancing in a field of reds and gold and outside of any discernible earthly locale. Time too seems frozen, and the multifaceted rendering of the figure shows it in motion that is halted by the fixing eye of the artist and spectator.
This inconclusiveness prompts a creative interpretation on the part of the viewer, with the artist shrinking from a simplistic statement in order to deploy a nuanced suggestiveness that engages.
This is highlighted by the tension and flux between the figurative and the internal mechanics of form and color. This is no hieratic and insular modernism but a conversant discourse between formal means and expressive ends that sees meaning-formation as a perpetual and communal enterprise.