HeidiArts
Profile
Heidi’s Healing Arts is a creative Team of Two.
I (Heidi) created most of the artworks here, however some are the creations of my mysterious friend “Anonymous”, who is a very private soul and wishes to remain nameless. Luckily he has agreed to exhibit some of his artworks here at Heidi’s Healing Arts.
Why Heidi’s Healing Arts, I hear you ask? For an answer to this question, please have a look at my mandalas, which are all about aspects of healing.
And by the way, please visit my blog, which is my thoughts on healing the soul: soulmedicinearts.wordpress.com
Love, Heidi
Groups
HeidiArts is a member of 1 on 1: The Fine Art of Portraiture , Yellow Gallery, ! Creative Writing & Poetry !, *1:1 with Celebrities, *ONE SINGLE FLOWER On Show*.. 2 Photo's per day, 1 In The Beginning - Ancient Practices, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Art and Stories Made For Children, Country Bumpkin, Drawing Day, Earth Keepers (How do YOU save the Earth?), Environmental Awareness, Fabulous Flowers, Freedom In Words & Art, Freedom to Shine, Green!, In the Pink 50% pink, Insects, Bugs and Creepy Crawlies (2 A Day), Just Rainbows, Mandala, Myths, Legends and Fairytales, Nature's Wonders, New South Wales Photography, Painted Florals! , Paintings From Beginners, Pencil Drawing (2 per 24 hrs), Pentacle Passions, Ruins, Ancient and Derelict Buildings, Spiritual Art, Spring Blooms - 2 per day, Still Life Photography, Stop and Smell the Roses, Tarot: Map Of Consciousness, The beauty of poetry, The Healing Journey, The Word Tree, THIS IS AUSTRALIA and This is England.
Art
Writing
Love
There is nothing which / has power over me, / and I blissfully have power over nothing.
A Greeting
To the night-time cricket in the silver grass / to the busy pond now still as glass I whisper this poem…
Turning Point
Ecological sustainability / fragility / walking on thin ice / think twice, before you…
Harvest
Ripe round swelling soft / fruits of the harvest, / abundant celebration
Time now to notice
worlds brimming with life / swimming and hear the / pounding threat resounding / footsteps of the fuming
Kaleidoscope and the little red dog
How did I not see this? / It is bright red… / a little red dog no less.
