|Being is bewildering!
||[Jan. 8th, 2009|08:52 am]
MY SHOP for mixed media art & Phoetry
I created a new shop, to sell art print of my phoetry work and my original mixed media art
feel free to have a look if you're interested in purchasing something from me
Also if you are interested in something not there, just feel free to ask, I always accept commissioned piece for anything, book cover, cd cover, just a painting in the style you want to gift to a friend or special occasion, collage with your children pictures,your portraits edited...
and I also do banners and blog design.
so just feel free to inquire :-)
dear friends, thank you so much for having shared this year with me.
Your constant support have always been so meaningful to me.
I am reached by all your words of kindness.
I am wishing you a lovely end of the year with a positive assessment.
Mine was amazing.beautiful.
I have loved and learnt so much.deeply.
I am changed though I always have my old melancholly and wounded soul tendency.
I have grown up spiritually and as an artist.
I am sending you lots of faery blessings, may 2009 be even better than 2008.
if you hurt may you heal
if you're alone may you find the like minded ones you need.
if you are drained may your energies be all renewed in the new year
if you feel dead and empty may you rebirth with the light within to pour the best of you without.
I am blessed to have you's in my life.
thank you.so much.
1)I am working with "Light" in everything creative that I do(yes even in my darkest artworks)
2)I love being at home.Not only because I have anxiety disorder and feel secure but it's the best place to be to create, to write, to read, the dream, to feel fine.
3)I hate noise and crowded place, I am at peace in the nature, to inhale the divine silence and contemplate the poetry of the landscape and its details.that's what I love.
4)I tend to feel quite depressed in winter but in truth I am always stronger when I have to take care of others, I forget my own pain and mess at once when I really have to be there for someone dear to me that is suffering more. anyone has an offer?
5)I am everything and its contrary.yes it can be boring and surprising. but that's me.
I always live great elation and sudden huge despair. I guess it's just the way life is.
6)Passion/fascination/obsession feed my soul and make me feel alive...without strong emotions without life's poetry and depths I wither.
7)I love the freedom that creative chaos offers to me, it feels like I can always go beyond and it's the only way I can live this life.
8)I believe I am a soul midwife I can heal and bring the best of others because if they let me enter and phathom their soul I can focuse and make shine and grow the best of them. I know where light resides.
I'm a lightworker so to speak.(and yes the healer needs healing at times too, I am human)
9)I cannot bare those who lack Empathy. I just don't deal with that. I don't understand.
10)I prefer to be found intelligent and deep than beautiful and hot but I love the days I can prove to be both ;)
11)I hate the fact we are often reduced to the way we feel on a certain time or the way we can be perceived
people are rude with assuming they know or see through us.
12)I dream to have a villa in Tuscany, I feel I belong there somehow.
13)I dream to have my own artist studio/gallery, to showcase my work and sell it, to give mixed media classes, to have other artist exhibition and many other things. It's one of my greatest dreams. I guess I need to keep believing in this.
14)I have this capacity to live above life, I get easily bored in reality, like Anais nin I need to turn everything into something marvelous, I want to see beyond and I love to be in contact with the unseen as much as possible.
15)I am fascinated by women beauty (inside out) it's a deep source of inspiration, a real cheer up for me. I could not live in a man's world. I love my sisters.
16)words and kindness are the best ways to entice me.
some of my latest Phoetry:
kiss the gem
Up high in the twisted tree in a winter sky
swirling branches of poetry
We're not under the snow yet
we're not under the orchids
We make love to the sun still
sharing snowflakes on our tongues
ice skating with pleasure in your bokeh of true lies
more again please purest delights
Sugary lips singing iiieee iiieee
melody of sensual melanchollia
romantic touch under the shadows
will it glow so low
spirit in mine
A place to be where the smile of knowing
make the precious waterfall sparkle
like a new call for springtime birds
make art inside my garden
grow your flowers of time in me
Breathe in your echo see you are frayed of me
I'm a thread of your spark
leather lace and shimmering satin
make me fall suddenly
I can feel my nails deep in a new ground
I love the ache on my knees in a new mud
I am unafraid to love
never afraid to pour
another glass of glow
His huge legs almost crash me down
but he noticed me thank to my perfume
He said I smelled like poetry of the sweetest trip where time stands still and the heart too
I asked "Magician I need a brand new heart mine is aching way too much"
I know this did not please him much.
I told him" do you believe in healing energies, then close your eyes and think of this land inside my chest that you treasure undress each layers of my essence and kiss me there in deep with your loving energies kiss me heal me Now!"
I didn't cross those haunted woods and eerie swamps of memories for nothing at all
He bent to look closer at me wondering why I had a mask on my face
I said " if you see my real face you know everything that I feel you can rip me all and you know how many times I have been a place for rampage and landslides"
I loved how he stretched his moss green hand towards me
"come on I have things to show you"
I helped myself up to fit his hand
"don't you know I have a huge fear of heights"
"you're already fallen you're already damaged what can be worse now than all these things you've dared live through, besides I have such a pedestal and a thrown for you inside my heart that you'd better forget this fear of heights right now!"
I looked at the whole place from such a high view
He made me pierce the mist and fly above the trees
I suddenly felt I was home totally freed of my thorny questions marks and their very dark ink.
In the woods
near the lake
my soul for ever in his hands(...)
I may not claim the thrown of Polaroid art but with P. we're making great things.
we turn it all to poetry.
I always wonder how we can generate the yearning for those who don't need
anything but a tiny flickering light above their coffins
not too many flowers because we're gonna eat some underground
I told him play this way but not on the left for you know I know
I see through everything with my angelic naive smile of true lies
Dichotomy is gonna war
After all if you needed a person who can blame it on me
Till the day of my death I was called the fleeting one
read the epitaph they all wanted to write something on my tomb
fools and dead poems angels with a broken wings incapable to fly to touch my face
will it be a new game with a scary dark ways of enigma because I didn't sleep last night
The big eyes that you love so much wide open on the black ceiling
I wish I could hang some stars there
I wish I could have count my dying stars to fall asleep
If you are him find a way to not let me know burry every hints and details
And for Goddess's sake don't tell me who you are
avalanche of angry books and carnivorous poems
my flesh's still fresh they can heat me whole with some foolish luck from empty seas
Winter is their blessings
I hate the flowery drops on my skin I hate the finery of every mask
but she pushes me to get some new cards with my high prietress inside
shuffle shuffle dare to show me the tower
collapse collapse and what's left is the bare absolute truth that nobody needs
nobody wants to read or hear about it
come on shadows of mine dress me with chimeras
I can handle one more till I die once again or lose my sanity(...)
C'est écrit à la craie sur l'ardoise cassée
combien tu me hais
J'ai laissé au grenier les confettis des amours diluviennes
Le spleen avale les rares lucioles qui voguent dans mes veines
Ne me regarde pas
Ne me garde pas
je dors dans un placard de poupées cassées
J'aime le noir où recoudre les robes à secrets
Arrête de me voir effilochée
certains mots lacère ma féminité
papier de sucre glace trouve ta place
une aile encore
pour quelques heurts
pas le temps de saigner davantage
le printemps mon seul éternel amant
respire les fleurs de mes ravages(...)
I have the impression this year will reveal many new surprises and though I was so depressed in december I am feeling better and better each day, hope it'll last.
I am savouring this New Dawn.
and I always want to thank God/Goddess for all the blessings, the precious ones around me, the wonderful opportunities, the soulmates, the sisters, the inspiration and the poetry and passion that my soul needs to drink once a day at the minimum ;-)
Bright light to you guys!
Be everything you'd like to be! this should be The Year of freedom!
do shed your skin grow new wings and let go of bad memories, labels stuck to yourself, masks you wore to hide the best of you, erase self loathing behaviour as soon as it pops in, just liberate your spirit... we all have so much to give.
(published in Life Images winter 09 Yay!!)
AND IN EXCLUSIVITY FOR MY LJ FRIENDS : I'm gonna exhibite in New York!!!!!!!!
anyone from New york???
can you there to take pics for me pleaaaaase!!!!!
I am so excited.
I so need your support and sharing enthusiasm with me, cuz it's a group exhibition, maybe I will be just amongst other, but I think it's a wonderful project
something to look forward and to feel inspired by.