Fierce and maternal. Mother Durga rides a tiger and carries an arsenal of weapons, each one from a different god. I keep her with a tiny hymn book written by the great Bengali poet, Rabindranath Tagore.
She was found in the town of Kumbakonam, India. I spent a night there in a hotel room alive with streams of red ants. The town has little to distinguish it, but I made a special trip there to see a handful of ancient stone sculptures. They grace the walls of a small Shiva temple that hides in a non-descript courtyard. Regarded as the most exquisite examples of Chola period stone sculpture…I realize this means little to the average person. I had the temple and the thousand-year-old forms all to myself.