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....
Offering of the Ocean Winds by Nadia Dabul
“Offering of the Ocean Winds” by Nadia Dabul ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Nadia Dabul Artist Statement: As a multi faceted artist, I enjoy and am driven to create via 2d and 3d utilizing the modalities of pen and ink, watercolor, acrylics, oils and multi media components, as well as fiber arts and clay creations and sculpture. I also write prose and...
I Could Say I Come From by Elizabeth Cohen
“I Could Say I Come From” by Elizabeth Cohen I could say I come from dust, from rocks Potatoes, centuries of bloody fingers, tatting lace I could say I come a thousand years wandering in a desert Russian steppes, pograms death camps, bone yards I could say I come from candles reversed mirrors glasses of wine I could say I come from a Purple heart, moldy feet in the jungles of the Philippines from decoded...
Elena by Beverly Hermosillo
“Elena” by Beverly Hermosillo I planted a weeping willow and named her Elena. In her soil, I buried my anger and shame. In her leaves, I whispered all my hopes, Dreams, and secrets. In her shade, I prayed for our forgiveness. The sounds of the wind through her leaves, Carries with it the echoes Of all that happened A song of great joy, And sorrow. Ultimately, In the presence of her beauty I found a...
My Left Ear by Stacy Lynn
“My Left Ear” by Stacy Lynn I write and I paint to understand myself and the world, to observe, to feel, to breathe, to acknowledge the shadows and see all the light. I write and I paint to be clear-eyed and whole-hearted. I write and I paint to be whole. To have skin cancer and undergo plastic surgery to repair the damage to my left ear was traumatic, but to paint my experience was my power to...
Don’t Rush by Gail Nyoka
“Don’t Rush” by Gail Nyoka Turn around and you’ll be grown up already. I spun upon myself turning, spinning laughing. Proving her wrong. Wishing slow time would spin as quickly as I had spun tight circle around myself. My mother is dead now Her words return turn and turn faster and faster and I am old already. I never could master time’s speed. ____________________ Share your response to this...
The Unraveling, I by Karen Sides
“The Unraveling, I” by Karen Sides In sum, this work is about: doing the work of unraveling deeply scarred emotions; facing our inner world with honesty, love, compassion, and strength. ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Karen Sides Artist Statement: I love telling stories with my art and am greatly inspired by the energy of nature, the human spirit, and my...
Le transformationi de Gabrielle by Deborah de Prieto
“Le transformationi de Gabrielle” by Deborah de Prieto ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Deborah de Prieto Artist Statement: Le transformationi de Gabrielle (Oil on Antique Wood Panel, Private Collection, 2’ High x 2’ Wide) The archetypal image represents a big Dream drawn from the archetypes of the collective unconscious bringing a message from the...
My Creative Identity by Jennifer Tehani Sarreal
“My Creative Identity” by Jennifer Tehani Sarreal As a creative woman, I define my creative identity in the following way: Who I am is a dancer… whether I dance or not in this world. Movement of soul, of body, of mind… that’s what keeps me growing. At this stage of my life, I ask myself who is a dancer who does not dance? Still a dancer. It is who I am – even when the stage stops and the...
Breathing Life into Venus, Breathing Life into Self by Tereza Swanda
“Breathing Life into Venus, Breathing Life into Self” by Tereza Swanda What does my writing/art mean to me? It’s freedom. No boundaries, no frame. An investment into play, knowing that if I just let ‘self’ go, the fluidity of paint creates not only the image but something much more: a relationship between me, the paint, and the viewer, something eternal, a trace, a memory, a feeling,...
Abandoned Garden by Ellaraine Lockie
“Abandoned Garden” by Ellaraine Lockie Lying on the long side of time a partially buried Meissen vase Crackled like paper crunched in the fist of an accident Its mouth growing sweet peas and pansies A pioneer woman’s attempt to civilize an untamed land As though she were out gathering a bouquet for a quilting bee in her homestead house when some tragedy befell her The house now as much a ghost as she...
The Hollow by Juanita Kirton
“The Hollow” by Juanita Kirton (shadow of depression is long stretched across my waist a rubber band taut) on the precipice of the depression squeezed tight hours of light rare darkness creeps closer circling knotted breath help from doctors meds advise her meditate walk pet a dog unmask the shame the suffering tumbling traumatized...
Take by Taylor Pate
“Take” by Taylor Pate It is never too late to accomplish your goals or discover who you are meant to be. It is always the right time to take action, to take a chance on yourself rather than to let the world take from you. ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Taylor Pate Artist Statement: I am an artist, specializing in painting and drawing, with my creative roots...
Needles by Cheryl Passanisi
“Needles” by Cheryl Passanisi The consequences often involve blood – in my childhood needles were essential, I was given a needle and taught embroidery as a young child and would often poke myself drawing blood, eliciting tears, or the needle dad sterilized with a match to pick out my splinter or all those fairy tales with needles and blood or my grandmother’s knitting needles used to knit us all sweaters,...
The Quiet Roar Like Thunder by Katie Kelleher
“The Quiet Roar Like Thunder” by Katie Kelleher This piece is for the quiet power of the introvert. It speaks to the grace and beauty in observation, thinking, and leadership by example over force. It is the fierceness that is unexpected, resilient, and just. It is about coming into your own power in your own time. ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here ...
The Plum Orphan of Death Fish Bulleted by Shannon Patenoude
“The Plum Orphan of Death Fish Bulleted” by Shannon Patenoude The forest was a collection of plum trees and conifers intertwined in a chaotic mix of vines and rotting leaves which feed the viciously carnivorous insects that inhabited it. Don’t get me wrong, there were other things that lived in the place that encroached this part of the city. Take, for example, deep within was a cabin where I once spent a summer: It is a...
The Day I Reclaimed My Power by Deborah Harris
“The Day I Reclaimed My Power” by Deborah Harris When I can no longer put it off I find myself laying down Tense and anxious to get It over With A hand starts moving over my body Over things That are technically Just skin “I am ready,” I say And I hold my breath And try to curl myself up as Small As I can While My Self Vacates the premises And does not Return Until after It Is over The reclamation of my power Begins As...
Control by Shirani Rajapakse
“Control” by Shirani Rajapakse He tells me my hair isn’t right, straighten it, that’s the fashion. When I do, he’s not satisfied. Rain never falls in straight lines, there are always breaks, pauses between raindrops like hyphens tumbling from the sky. He tells me my hair’s too short, grow it long and thick, tie it back in a braid to fall along the contours of my spine. Women should not look like men. They...
Into the Universe by Hariclia Michailidou
“Into the Universe” by Hariclia Michailidou ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Hariclia Michailidou Artist Statement: What does my writing/art mean to me? necessity passion to love beauty first beauty last In sum, this work is about: our cosmic beginning our cosmic destiny
Feminist Philosophy: Where do we go from here? by Alexandra Newton Rios
“Feminist Philosophy: Where do we go from here?” by Alexandra Newton Rios I now teach students who are learning Spanish the word desafio. A challenge in English. I have them reach beyond themselves. I try to teach them with firmness and tenderness … It is a desafio to think that my experience of overcoming machismo gives me the necessary depth to write an answer about feminist philosophy’s future. The desafio...
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