Expression of Woman’s Creativity and Freedom by K. Srikala Ganapathy
Oct25

Expression of Woman’s Creativity and Freedom by K. Srikala Ganapathy

  “Expression of Woman’s Creativity and Freedom” by K. Srikala Ganapathy     ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here   K. Srikala Ganapathy Artist Statement: I would like to call myself a mentor, educator, artist, seeker. I define my creative identity as a way of expressing my creativity through art. I love drawing mandalas. I love to use my creative freedom to...

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Fawn by Erin Rizzato Devlin
Oct25

Fawn by Erin Rizzato Devlin

  What we are, or what we are becoming, sometimes merges with our surroundings. Women are the modern nymphs that inhabit the cities, streets and rooms of life. The eternal bond that allows communication between the moon and the earth.   “Fawn” by Erin Rizzato Devlin   You have to spread out as wide as your body can stretch, until you become your surroundings, until the pulse of nature becomes the psalm of...

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“Before” by Terri Glass
Oct25

“Before” by Terri Glass

  “Before” by Terri Glass   Before I was river, I was rock. Serpentine rock which made the river shimmer peridot. Before rock, I was a star in Orion’s Belt, glittering down like rain on earth’s surface. Before I was star, atoms exploded into light, traveling faster than a train of thought. Then I was the void, total darkness, a vacuum sucking in failures, extinctions— the gasoline engine, the Roman empire. Before...

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Still by Dana Dirker
Oct25

Still by Dana Dirker

  “Still” by Dana Dirker     In sum, this work is about: This painting is for women survivors who are in the process of recovery. It is from a series of drawings and paintings that focuses on the woman in different situations of struggle, both within and around her. The titles of these works narrate the inner dialogue of the swimmer who, in her skillfulness and resilience, must choose the best stroke and...

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Seamstress by Frankie Francis
Oct25

Seamstress by Frankie Francis

  “Seamstress” by Frankie Francis   When I take the time to slow down, meet myself where I’m at, I discover how my heart only longs for one thing: Peace. Peace that comes from closing wounds. Wounds spill open, slowly ooze over crumbling walls, flooding the past, vacating love. Peace that comes from accepting my demons, failures, insecurities, knowing the shadows are not me. They are figments, they are fables....

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