19/09/2025
Know, what your are fighting for.
For those of us who walk with ISIS will find her throne, in this piece. Rooted within water, as above so below. Intimate with the cosmic archives.
I started this piece, 4,5 years ago, on the cliffs of Praia da Aguda, here in Portugal. The land, where my body finally made a deep sigh, discovering temples I received in visions long before, where I encountered the beach, I had walked every night in my dreamspace. I was easily clearvoyant and in love with the land and it’s people.
Little did I know, that the story woven within this piece, will be my very own story of empowerment. 4 years of burning, 4 years of remembering and reclaiming the sovereignty and my voice as a mother.
My seat. My art.
And within the great-undoing & even forgetting about this land, she called me back.
And here we are, living one with her, one with every stone, one with the rivers and the streams. With the gods close, & the trees, my elders.
I could have not ever imagined the journey of the past years. A voyage telling about the great imbalance & the empowerment of a mother, the strength & the resilience of marching for freedom of her family. The reclamation and the return to my voice & trust into my deep knowing as woman, as mother, walking within my dharma.
And now this Piece is waving goodbye.
The soil beneath me turned golden & it demands closure of this storyline & my earlier creations.
Making space for the light that now wants to be woven onto the tapestry of life.
This Piece holds the codes & frequency of empowerment, sovereignty & freedom.
If it hasn’t found a home for someone on its journey, by Sunday. It will be offered to the fire.
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Always remember, women, art is the fiber you are made of - refuse to be put in the walls of the art world.
We thrive for peace, for freedom and for art as identity.
