When I began drawing Herne for the book, I felt an overwhelming desire to draw Hekate.
I had never worked with her before. I have sung her songs when they come on whatever playlist I have, but I have never honoured her.
Fast forward six months, I have a Hekaten wheel on my work wall, on my keyring. She has her own altar.
She has claimed my coffee after I accidentally left it on her offering plate, and she has stood watching over my shoulder in the kitchen commenting, “Is that Tabbouleh?!”
For Hekate, I cover my crown in ritual.
Through Hekate, I am reclaiming the feminine and womanhood I felt disconnected to when I had ovaries. Some feel lost after a total hysterectomy with bilateral salpingo-oophorectomy, but I feel alive.
With Hekate, I am rediscovering my sense of self.
For Hekate, I painted her as she wanted to be seen.
This image of Hekate is available as a print at my etsy store.
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