Self discovery
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The stairs leading up to my office. / This is the new version of an older photo. Much clearer! / . / Escher’s Chair / . /
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/ / The Light is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist Jaeda DeWalt’s series of the same name and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection. About this Image: / This image celebrates the moment when we’ve waded through the darkness and come out the other side, into the light and are able to open our arms wide and embrace our path of healing. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Available for sale as Laminated Prints, Cards, Matted Prints, / Posters, Mounted Prints, Canvas Prints and Framed Prints / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / browse Jaeda’s photographic art by category: / dreamscapes, artistic nudes, couples, glamour, erotica, conceptual, sensual, portrait, spiritual, survivor art / /
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I won Best Portrait award in 2007 for this shot.
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A journey is a symbol of transition, change or evolution which is expressed in countless myths and legends where a hero undertakes a journey beset with physical and moral trials. In psychology a journey may symbolise the quest for self-discovery. To my sister with thanks for all her support, care and love. Acrylic inks, pigment and gold leaf / Music – Fantasia (1940) – Ave Maria / For M
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Ink and pastel on canvas / 8” x 10”
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This path tells us of the truth that is lying in each one of us and helps us uncover our faith in a higher power that is expressing itself within us. For Spike to realise that it is so simple.
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Looking within was drawn on the 2-11-08
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This portrait is of my friend SId Robinson – a very interesting woman and probably the most “blissful” person I have ever known. Sid is and has been many things – Dominatrix, Healer, Life Coach, Yoga instructor… If any of those occupations seem irreconciable with each other – that is because SId like so many of us has lived many lives and sometimes the twists and turns on the road to light are paved with darkness…. All I know is that she is a joy to be around and the time I spent with her today taking her photos and working on her website was a labor of love… Besides, this could have very easily been a self portrait – I too have been many things: Punk Rock guitarist, Gothic/Celtic Harpist, Writer of Erotica and yes – a Photo-Manipulator!
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Drawn and painted by Nicole Whitty
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Watercolour depiction of the “SUIT”.
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Watercolour Painting of an embryo yet to be born. / by Nicole Whitty
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Inspired by the vibrational frequency used in meditation: OM
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Inspired by my spiritual journey, growth and understanding of healing methods & medicine for the soul
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Inspired by the spiritual journey of meditation, balance, peace and love
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Inspired by Meditation
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Inspired by my spiritual journey
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Emotion Expression is healthy Design by Nicole Whitty
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Design by Nicole Whitty
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ticketytock
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SMART ART… / —-—-—-—-—-——- Smart art is your soul / Smart art is your role / Smart art is your interior / exterior, inferior, and superior / Smart art is your heart / Smart art will never part / Smart art is your emotions, feelings, love, and touch / Smart art is not double dutch / Smart art is your body / Smart art is not shoddy / Smart art is your flow, functions, standing, and running / Smart art is stunning / Smart art is your mind / Smart art is a find / Smart art is your thoughts, intellect, dreams, and creations / Smart art is liberation / Smart art is not only what we can see, but also what we can’t see…be smart… . / JANE À PARIS Writing Copyright ©2008 JANE À PARIS / Artwork Copyright ©2009 JANE À PARIS Description: Smart art is not only what we can see, but also what we can’t see…be smart….A tribute to my love of art…to the love of art.
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ESCAPE FROLICKING IN THE WOODS / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Escape frolicking in the woods… Now I am dancing in the woods / I am naked of course, all good wood creatures wear no clothes / I am running to and fro, to and fro / But I have looked down at my feet and they are old / This worries me, can old feet carry a frolicking naked wood nymph / And does this mean the rest of me is old as well? / I can’t see, there are no mirrors in the woods / Only very old trees covered with grey green moss / I am full of self discovery I have just woke-up / I wonder if I have wings, I check my back / Alas there are no wings, so I must not even be closely related to any angel / I am very shocked when I stretch out my hands / To see I am almost completely covered in BLUE / And when I pull a strand of my delicate, very delicate long hair up / I see that it is BLUE TOO, very very very BLUE / It is so very cold in the woods right now / Cold and drizzly, full of fogs and mists / There is a Green Giant that has been eyeing me / He says that he thinks I’d be very good to eat / I tell him he is a gool and a fool / I am rotten to the core and wood be as tasty as a Mall Rat / He wants to know what a Mall is / I tell him its where the human creatures go to shop / -and drink chocolate malts and eat hamburgers / Especially blonde homemakers that live in the suburbs with their hords of little human creatures - / He says he is still hungry / I tell him to be wary / Because if he eats me he will become very ill / And then he would have to swallow big giants pills to become well again / And lie in the sun in some tropic place for weeks on end to build his strength back up - / Better to eat that beautiful flower starling that just flew by / Hey and she has wings, no fair, I muss / She is pretty pink and has no cares / And let me frolic of into the woods alone / For I am not good for Giants, I know, I know, I know JANE À PARIS Writing Copyright ©2008 JANE À PARIS / Artwork Copyright ©2009 JANE À PARIS Description: About self-discovery and the frightening realities of life…
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View All Art » 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 / / Ascension is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist, Jaeda DeWalt’s, The Light series and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection. Image photographed using a digital camera and remote-controlled shutter release. About this image / I was hesitant to post this image because it doesn’t have that pristine, whispering from the ethers appeal, that i like to create with my photography. But the more i looked at it, the more it grew on me and i began to embrace the flaws for the unique beauty they offer. My eyes look weird, like i am in a trance… it’s a very grainy image, not quite right… but strangely, that is what makes this image work for me. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Available for sale as Laminated Prints, Matted Prints, / Posters, Mounted Prints, Canvas Prints and Framed Prints / You might also like / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / browse Jaeda’s photographic art by category: / dreamscapes, artistic nudes, couples, glamour, erotica, conceptual, sensual, portrait, spiritual, survivor art / / / View All Art » 1 2 3 4 5 6 7
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I painted this ‘self portrait’ in 1969, when I was 25 years old. I’ve kept it hidden in storage all these years and maybe a dozen or so others have seen it briefly. It is only now, at the end of 2009 (almost exactly forty years later) when I’ve pulled everything artistic out of my storage closet to photograph and potentially submit to RedBubble, has this painting/ sketch come out into the light. / If ever I had a ‘life defining’ subject to ‘come out of the closet’ about this is it. I’ve hidden this image of myself… primarily from myself. Now I’m ready to look at it and understand how this humiliating image has been ‘running the show’ from deep within my unconscious. This is the last image my ego wants me to see, much less analyze, much less show. This is the current symbol of healing my deepest inner wounds. Publishing this image is the message to myself that I am committed to personal transformation. It is my gift to all who are drawn to look at it and see it for what it is: An invitation to explore the deepest most hidden corners of your self defining beliefs about what and where you are. The original title I wrote on the back of this 18” x 28” scrap of Masonite board was “Broken Image”. A month ago when I pulled it out of the closet and began to think about loading it to my ever growing self-curated RB profile I mentally renamed it “Lust Lost”. For the memories about how and when this painting came to be began to flood into my awareness. In 1969, after returning from being drafted into the US Army and serving a year in the Viet Nam war, I was back in Jamaica. I was beginning an idealistic term of teaching art and creating a master architectural plan for a K-12 school, Knox College, in the center of the island. I had met and fallen head over heals in lust with a young and beautiful graduate of the school. At the time of the painting we agreed we could never live apart and thus to marry. / The night this image was presented to me in all its horrifying detail my fiance and I had been in very passionate embrace. In the heat of the moment, when any constrain or consideration had left my personality, she jumped out of bed, dressed and ran back to her parents house (also on campus.) / In this heightened state of arousal and disillusionment I stumbled into my simple bathroom and stood in front of the sink/mirror. I slammed my fist against the wall and the edge of my hand caught the edge of the mirror. The upper part of the mirror snapped into large shards which slid down behind the lower section, that stayed in place. / I froze, staring into the eyes of that self image, into the shattered reflection. It pointed an accusing finger, and in its own broken way it pointed back accusingly at me. I took in every detail of what I saw. In that fascinated frozen emotional state I went into the other room and found the bit of board and a pencil. / I returned to the image in the broken mirror. I sketched it. I found a jar of white paint and a brush and painted in the broken mirror shards. It dried, I sketched in my face and hand. I found a jar of black paint and finished off this sad shattered self portrait. I never showed it to my fiance nor anyone else in Jamaica. I buried it in the back of the closet and have carried it from closet to closet ever since. When I started this ‘tale of whoa’ above I claimed that this hidden ‘self’ had run my life. Yes, that’s been my journey, more or less. Now, as logic and observation make immanently clear, the journey begins to wind down. To draw towards its closing sometime in the next months or years. “What the hell was it all about anyway?” That’s the question I started asking about ten years ago and ever more in earnest. / This painting has come out of the closet when I can look at it full face and begin to smile, chuckle and even gently laugh with it. Here is my youthful humiliation and self doubt that so much of my life’s activities have been about both hiding or overcoming. Here is one of my primary life lessons so graphically and starkly presented to me, by none other than myself. Aha! Isn’t that how great self revelation always comes, not from without, but from within. The outer merely shows up with whatever it can in the moment to gently reveal to yourself what it is you most want to learn, overcome and integrate. In preparing this for loading onto RB a pair of secret eyes appeared off the figures left shoulder. I was delighted with them and enhanced them ever so slightly… they’re the eyes of all the angels in my life who showed up and loved me enough to help me learn my lessons. / Now, if ever one could label a work ‘experimental’ then this is it… life; the grand experiment.
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