Several months ago, I finally got around to painting eyes on my van so that it could see where it is going. It is an old surplus vehicle from the university. I walked around that van parked in the surplus yard for a winter looking at it as the snow melted off. It used to belong to the geology department. One of their rigs dropped a drive line on me going 80 mph in the Columbia Basin while I was driving shuttle for a group of C.I.S. capitalists. I figured it would be safe to buy one since I had used up the hoodoo on this particular type of van. The eyes of Horus helped to take the university out of the thing.
This week I remembered why the Eye of Horus is important. I found the book that gave me that legend. I was moving my library to my new studio space. To tell you the truth, we all have a smattering of old Egypt in much of our myth structure. It gets muddied up. This book was called The Healing Hand: man and wound in the ancient world by Guido Majno; Cambridge, Mass: Harvard University Press, 1975. It came across my desk when I was cataloging for libraries.
These 2 illustrations have stuck with me all these years.
I guess I have been looking for that missing 1/64th ever since.