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About Jaeda DeWalt
I am a self-taught photographic artist and poet. In “real life” i am a private, solitary and reclusive creature. I love unraveling the mysteries of the human spirit. I create self-portraits, dreamscapes, survivor art, spiritual art, sensual art and figuratives.

Images . . . poetry . . .words . . .they can offer us a feeling, an experience and the magical gift of transport.

I want my imagery to give people a way to express themselves, to offer them a moment of magic and wonder, I desire to ignite their imagination, emotions and give them a sense of connection.




Jaeda’s Artography Book – Shades of the Soul


A PERSONAL NOTE
To those of you, of whom, have purchased my artography . . .
My hope is that it will beautify your homes, ignite your imagination and whisper from your walls.

I desire my images to serve as a connecting thread in the universal fabric we share.

T H A N K Y O U for supporting my art :)

I am incredibly blessed to be able to serve the universe with my passion.

PEACE-LOVE-LIGHT
jaeda


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COPYRIGHT: These images and poems are not a part of the public domain. All images and writing are copyright © Jaeda DeWalt Artography. Copying, altering, displaying and redistributing of Jaeda DeWalt’s images and poems is strictly prohibited, without written permission from the artist and is considered a violation of applicable laws.

  • Joined: January 2008

Journal

Not fatherless, but fatherless . . .

Older image of my father receiving his masters in Software Engineering. / Not fatherless, but fatherless / In the emotional wake of Fathers Day, i thought the best thing i can do for myself and for those i share this with, is to be honest, in the hopes that by getting this out, i will not only ease my own heart and mind, but perhaps someone else will connect to my experience and, in turn, not fee…
Posted over 2 years – 5 comments

Fragments of my father . . .

My father… / Fragments of my father / My relationship with my father was, and is, so limited. But it’s not all good or all bad. Something positive my father gave me, are a lot of funny stories. He was shameless and in many ways such a strange man that public embarrassment was something that happened to our family, on a pretty regular basis. LOL And i will share a few stories, here, i…
Posted over 2 years – 3 comments

♥ ♥ ♥ Love and Connection ♥ ♥ ♥

We tend to see others through the distorted filter of our needs. We project ourselves onto people and respond, accordingly. So in reality, we are having a relationship with ourselves, through someone else and sometimes that’s okay for the lessons it brings and sometimes it’s harmful to behave this way. / If we want healthier relationships with others, we need start with an understanding of oursel…
Posted over 2 years – 4 comments

Suicide is a serious issue...

My mother, Jeanne, when she was in her early 20’s. / I am in tears as i type this… my sister called me and told me that our mom called her and told her of a dream she had… my mother dreamed she committed suicide by taking an entire bottle of her blood pressure medicine and that she was tempted to do the same thing in real life. My heart sank when i found this out. My mom gets pr…
Posted over 3 years – 35 comments

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POEM – Addiction…

Addiction… / it is the thing that allow us, / To run from ourselves / Taking us to a place / Where fear has no taste / And pain, no …

POEM – She Calls to Me…

She calls to me / I trying to remove the subconscious blanket of a dream / Running to catch this elusive creature – she / Before time…

POEM – The Invitation

The invitation still dances / With the ghosts at night / Daring me to come out / From behind the curtain / Take your hand / And guide you /…

POEM – Emotional Dagger

I can’t digest your lies anymore / My appetite for truth too strong / You have underestimated my intelligence / One too many times

POEM – The Melodies

i am… / many songs / the haunting melody / that whispers / of a shadowy and darkened past / the sad melody / that echos / of a body …

POEM – i am…

i am… / my own / ongoing experiment / I am… / i never-ending stroll / down fascination street / i am… / graceful and swee…

POEM – Little Girl Standing

I see a sad little girl / Standing in the background / Of my emotions / Wearing a look / Of abandonment / And a tear-stricken face

POEM – The Red Lie

I chose to hide behind, The Red Lie / Until the truth began eating away at the fabric of… / My beautiful deception

POEM – Ghost of Pain

(Mature)

POEM – Desolate

The downward spiral / Brings with it / A vast emotional void / Desolate, barren / Faces that will not reveal / Mouths that will not speak …

POEM – Physical Manifestations

My feet are buried deep / In the sands of denial / My body revealing the truth / The physical manifestations are clear

POEM – Haunted

The eyes do not lie / Weakening the surface / Of the social masks we wear / A bruised and battered soul / Can betray the prettiest smile