Pendants: Twin
Warriors, Two Deer
Heads.
Panama, Conte style.
Late Classic to
Postclassical period, 600-
1521.
Gold.
Kimbe...
The smell of the earth fills my nose as I hear a strange
sound in the distance. I am exhausted. It’s been such a
long time...
I remember the exquisite shades of brown. My city
Cancu`en — hard, rough brown. My wife, soft, smooth
brown. Her skin shon...
The two deer heads failed us. Maybe it was because I
chose to wear the warriors, the symbol of my status.
How foolish was ...
Now I hear the sound again and this time it is much
closer. The earth is moving around me. I hear the
sound of excited hum...
“Kan Maax, my love, it is time to leave.” My heart is
beating so fast. Can it really be her— my beloved? Her
soft hand is ...
I take her soft beautiful hand into mine and together
we begin to walk towards the glorious, warm sunlight
that outshines ...
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Student Ekphrastic Response to gold pendants at the Kimbell

  1. 1. Pendants: Twin Warriors, Two Deer Heads. Panama, Conte style. Late Classic to Postclassical period, 600- 1521. Gold. Kimbell Art Museum, Texas. Ekphrastic Response by Ava Baksh Art Appreciation, July 2013.
  2. 2. The smell of the earth fills my nose as I hear a strange sound in the distance. I am exhausted. It’s been such a long time. I see liquid red running before my eyes. I blink and my tears have yet to fall. Where is my beloved? Why can’t I see her? I cannot even remember what she looks like… I remember the different shades of green found in the lush Petén rainforest. Lush was the food, the bountiful harvest of maize — our sustainer. Why didn’t anyone put maize in my mouth? How am I to survive the journey that lies ahead?
  3. 3. I remember the exquisite shades of brown. My city Cancu`en — hard, rough brown. My wife, soft, smooth brown. Her skin shone as if the gods had mixed gold into her flesh. Gold the color of the sun — my sun… Gold, the color of the talisman that I gave to my beloved to protect her from evil. The high priest advised me to have one made for both of us. But why should I have worn the two deer heads when I already had the twin warriors mounted on my chest?
  4. 4. The two deer heads failed us. Maybe it was because I chose to wear the warriors, the symbol of my status. How foolish was I? I hope that the high priest is burning in Xilbalba because the amulet failed my beloved. Red flowing before my eyes and the glint of the machete is blinding me. The thrust of the spears burn my flesh. Oh! The pain and the cries of our closet friends fill my ears. I pray that they did not suffer. Not even the children were spared. My tears flow freely.
  5. 5. Now I hear the sound again and this time it is much closer. The earth is moving around me. I hear the sound of excited human voices using a strange language. I do not recognize their tongue. Maybe they are from a far away city? A faint glimmer of sunlight cuts through my darkness and here are the pale faces that belong to the voices. They are looking at me. Why are they wearing such strange clothing and where is the brown in their skin? Why are their eyes the color of the sky?
  6. 6. “Kan Maax, my love, it is time to leave.” My heart is beating so fast. Can it really be her— my beloved? Her soft hand is in mine gently pulling me up. I see her. Oh how she shines. We face each other and she smiles chasing away all the years of loneliness I had endured. Now she is adjusting the two warriors on my chest. I reach out to her and begin to take the cursed talisman off my beloved but she stops me. “ I have grown fond of them.” I smile at her and say “Next time I will choose a better high priest.”
  7. 7. I take her soft beautiful hand into mine and together we begin to walk towards the glorious, warm sunlight that outshines everything in front of us. As we walk I stop to turn and look back at the pale ones because they have sparked my curiosity. Why are they so happy even though they are staring at a hole filled with bones? What is the meaning of the strange words that they are shouting? “ We found the King and Queen!” My beloved pulls me ahead and I turn to face the sun with a smile on my face.

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