"PerkÅ«nas" by EglÄ AbariunienÄ
"While I was thinking (thinking for a long time) how to depict the thundering, rumbling, crashing, and lightning-throwing god Thunder, he raged, roared, and...calmed down. Now, calmed down on the edge of a cloud, he looks towards his wife Žemyna, all masculine, fiercely beautiful...
He revived his beloved wife who had died in the winter, drove away the last frost, shook off the frozen rye branches, washed her with abundant rain, gave her water, and caressed her with fresh power. Spring... everything that is alive is reborn. The fruit of divine love.
The god Thunder was not distant from the earth, from people. On the contrary: he both observed earthly life and participated in it.
For me, it's the most mysterious and always exciting time: after a heavy stormy rain, the sun shines on the earth, fragrant, steaming, breathing until fainting. That's when I feel the natural masculine principle of Thunder with my whole body and soul..."
