avalyn


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avalyn
City: Mullumbimby
Country: Australia
Joined: Mar 2008

Love is Art…......and the love has overwhelmed.
Now the art moves through me orgainically and I am the celebration of my world-view.
I am so happy to have had the luxury to paint for many, many years…........totally immersed in this expression of Self, and seeing the community around me…..... it is a blessing to see so much talent.
I’ve decided to focus on my body as expression, devoting myself to dance, rather than the lonely vigil of artist in solitude.
It IS the joy of being that brings me to this rest.
I think using earth-pigments in my work has taken me fully to earth and peace. As I have for some time, wanted to make peace with the Australian land and its history.

All my work is available for sale in original form. Contact aviartmaker@gmail.com

Blessings!!!!!
Avalyn Doyle

Journal Entries

the universe has a trick up its sleeve............

Posted 7 months ago, 22 comments so far.

the end of the world

Posted 7 months ago, 20 comments so far.

Interview with Linaji

Posted 11 months ago, 20 comments so far.

Interview

Posted about 1 year ago, 3 comments so far.

Bush retreats and art camps........

Posted about 1 year ago, 8 comments so far.

Changes.........

Posted about 1 year ago, 6 comments so far.

Goin once, going twice...........

Posted about 1 year ago, 4 comments so far.

Casuarina Sketch

Posted about 1 year ago, 3 comments so far.

Pigment drawing

Posted about 1 year ago, 6 comments so far.

Environmental Exhibition

Posted about 1 year ago, 8 comments so far.

Writing

Painlessness

It seems it is time / for painlessness and a laugh / for lolling over the side of heaven’s hillside… / pitched towards the sea / where silver, cream and pewter / make love in strands. I…

The Hadjii - excerpt.

Qasim, Footna’s husband stammered. The pale woman with the others was a grilling in his groin and his friend – another slippery man as dark as the effulgent of his desire – sleuthed …

Ending

My father lay about the branches of the tree after he died. His spectral absence left a discolouration in the air. The sepia stain hung in / vaporous discomfit through the Catalpa tree. I saw a fu…

Balloon

Red / and hanging on, / gnawing at the string / setting it loose Tumbling in of things / through the warp / of glass, seeds and terror, / leaving / the white / chink, chink of regular lines / mil…

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