By Craig Lindsay (own work), via Wikimedia Commons
The multiplicity of succor within a storm, if you remember how to tip your gaze up and back into the rain. Artemis Ephesus of clouds: not the Untouched Huntress but the All-Mother, many-breasted, pendulous, thirst-slaker. Those who study the surface things say she was born in steep gradients in moisture, temperature, wind shear across anvil cloud boundaries. An unfortunate reduction of complexity, I think. Are they afraid to name her fecundity spanning time, her bronze and marble idols, her uncanny gray-green skies?
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And this (although I'm still not persuaded by Gerard Seiterle's argument):
http://albertis-window.com/2011/02/diana-of-ephesus-keeping-abreast-with-iconography/
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