Ace of Wands

Wands, staffs, canes, rods, cocks, stalks, sticks, stems, or pens-- if it's long and strong, someone's used it as a symbol for the potential that drives us forward through life. Every watt of that energy is harnessed within the Ace, but not for long: like a seed cracking open as it sprouts, your old hindrances dissolve, and new opportunities prove to be not only possible, but inevitable.

Artist Jennifer Maestre's sculptures crackle with this energy; each is made out of hundreds of sharp pencils entwined into sensual organic forms that blaze with colorful spines. "We feel push and pull, desire and repulsion," she says in her statement, "Here, these anonymous objects [the pencils ] become the structure. There is true a fragility to the sometimes brutal aspect of the sculptures, vulnerability that is belied by the fearsome texture." If that doesn't sum up the energy that spring puts into our blood, then I don't know what the hell does.

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