Desire And Becoming

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The Horned God, or the Sorcerer, Cave of  Les Trois Freres. Ariège, France. 
 Magdalenian Period, c) 14,000 BCE


The original.  Lots of argument over whether those antlers are really there.  Photographs can be deceptive, and researchers can be prone to mistakes.  Therianthropy is the belief that humans can shapeshift into animals.


The concept is very much with us today.  Werewolf, Van Helsing, 2004.


Some people, of course, have more prosaic interpretations of such paintings.
'The Masterpiece On The Shithouse Wall', Robert Williams.  This is a Coochy Cooty comic, itself the adventures of a dissolute anthropomorphic crab louse.


I started reading Mr. Williams at the age of 17.  That's why you are reading a furry blog now.


A great example of prehistoric art, and one of the oldest artworks, the Lion-Man was found in 1939 in the Stadel-Höhle im Hohlenstein Cave. It was carved out of mammoth ivory using a flint stone knife, dated to 30,000-35,000 years ago.


Limestone figureine of a lioness - morph, Elam.  3000 - 2800 BCE.


Jaguar shaman with half mask, Olmec.  150 BCE - 250 AD.


 Pre-Columbian, Ecuador. Jamacoaque culture, 500 AD.  This is a shaman in the act of transformation into a werejaguar.  There was plenty of silver around but no bullets.  I think we are seeing a Shamanic Shakedown!


Fish - Man, Mesolithic village of Lepenski Vir on the Danube in Serbia, 7000 BCE. 
Yuck.


Rabbit god of virility, New Rome.  10,000,000 + AD.
Athropomorphism was, is, and will be.


 Rowr!

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