Silent Conversation by Kiril Nagornyj
“Silent Conversation” by Kiril Nagornyj My art is my prayer. My return. My becoming. ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Kiril Nagornyj Artist Statement: My artwork is a meditation on memory, transformation, and the sacred feminine. I work primarily with porcelain—a material that, to me, embodies both fragility and resilience. Its translucency allows...
The Green Man by Georgia Rhoades
“The Green Man” by Georgia Rhoades The crows were calling as they gathered high in the oaks, planning a raid, and after all these years, knowing they did not call to her, she only watched. But clear in her memory was that first year of market, up in the dark after tying love posies and stacking soaps and bundles of herbs, readying for packing in the pushcart. That cart like a friend, earning its dear cost...
Ghost of the Sea Gypsy by Katherine Mitchell
“Ghost of the Sea Gypsy” by Katherine Mitchell ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Katherine Mitchell Artist Statement: My creativity derives from my need to process my lived experiences. I have to be in dialogue. I get goosebumps when I listen to music. I emulate the action painters from the new York school only I’m from New Mexique. Also a poet by heart, I...
The Q | immersion
immersion Q: Who do we aspire to become within this sacred creative space?*Responses will be curated and may be shared with permission.Permission* Yes, I give my permission Show Full AgreementBy submitting your response, you are granting AROHO permission for possible publication – in whole or excerpts – in WAVES, which is also archived on our website and may be shared on social platforms.Name* First Last Address* State / Province /...
The Deepest Place
Without darkness, nothing comes to birth, As without light, nothing flowers. May Sarton ___________________________ The Q: How do we recover treasure from the deepest places, the bathys? Share Your Response Here ___________________________ The bathys holds what we’ve buried too deep— loss, love, and memory’s wreckage. Descend, unafraid, and return with radiant fragments only an artist...
Art is my taste for freedom. I drown day and day until I pick up my paintbrush once again. So, somehow, I can tell myself that you’re not stuck in this room and that the canvas is the key.
Nina Salvadoré
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