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“He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their wounds.”
Psalm 147:3
Her Plantae Rhythm
Gardens are crafted from the elements that we pour in.
The more we give –
We are nothing.
Nothing, but –
Dirt,
And skin, and,
Air and blood.
Vines are our veins –
Petals are our manes.
We gain peace in the absence of pain,
But the presence of pain proves us weak.
There is beauty in growth.
In growth there is PAIN.
There is a power in ALL pain.
And power brews perseverance.
I. The Blooming Woman
I. The Blooming Woman
17.25 X 20
Oil on Canvas
This piece is part one of my Growing Pains series and is meant to reflect my coming into life. She is blooming into life. She is innocent, delicate, and vulnerable. Her skin is flush pink and her petal hair is bright yellow. She is unaware.
2024.
II. The Dancing Woman
II. The Dancing Woman
18 X 24
Oil on Canvas
She is in love with life. She is happy and in love with living things. She is happy to be alive. She does not know worry or hurt or trauma or anguish or pain - all she knows is love.
2024.
III. The Curious Woman
III. The Curious Woman
18 X 24
Oil on Canvas
She has a curiosity about her. Amid her love for life, she is ignorant to experience. She's no longer satisfied with simply living. She yearns for knowledge but is unaware of its consequences.
2024.
IV. The Tormented Woman
IV. The Tormented Woman
18 X 20
Oil on Canvas
She doesn't know how to handle pain. For the first time she doesn't feel happy. She shivers in pain and ignorance to what she's facing.
V. The Wounded Woman
V. The Wounded Woman
18 X 20
Oil on Canvas
She's suffered her worst and is ready to reclaim her peace. She now is beginning to understand her pain and accepts the bruised parts of herself.
VII. The Healing Woman
VII. The Healing Woman
Oil on Canvas
The final stage in the healing cycle - letting go. Once we heal we reset, waiting for the next set of hurt to sink in.
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