In the last week, I have had 5 appointment cancellations, 4 kids unable to make class (so I just had 1 class this week). This must be the universe interveningso I can churn out another painting. This idea dropped in to me about 2 weeks ago. I rushed home, ran downstairs with a pencil and quickly scribbled the inspiration behind it as well as the outline. I had to get it to paper ASAP otherwise the idea would float away. Which is strange because I don't paint portraits - I mean I have never. I am feeling more than a little vulnerable posting this art.
Titled: 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨
This painting was inspired by the beautiful music piece by Max Richter, She Remembers. This piece of music, for me, evokes strong emotion around my healing journey through trauma, conscious awakening and compassion for myself and all others.
It is a reminder that we are indeed, all one. We are all gifted with consciousness and this can be used in infinite ways.
My work with women the past few months has taught me that all women go through a similar journey in their lives. This may happen early, you may awaken in your 20’s, 30’s or later in life 60’s or 80’s.
There is no right way or wrong way. We eventually remember. Who we truly are, why we are here and what this means to you on your own journey, no one but yourself will know what this is. Everyone’s journey looks a little bit different.
This painting reflects us, women, all as one. Each brushstroke represents the different skin tones and hair colours.
𝗜𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 who we are, where we come from, what race we are, what country we are from, what our last name is! 𝗜𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 what skin colour we have, if we have an asymmetrical face, a wart on our nose, big teeth, over plucked eyebrows or gray roots! Just like my painting, which is 'flawed' and 'not perfect' it doesn't matter.
I tried to create an expression of 'higher knowing'. She has moved past her ego and all of the rubbish that goes along with it. She just is. She remembers.
We are all united as women, with pasts, generational pasts and our own inner battles. We have suffered as our aunties, mothers, sisters, daughters, grandmothers have suffered, our ancestors have suffered for generations before us.
In modern society, we are taught to judge each other, we gossip.
We have lost our tribes, our support structures, and our village. We are called to break this cycle. We remember!
As an empath, I feel so much. There are days I need to just hunker down in my creative cave because the energy can be so strong. I can feel your energy, I see your brave face but can see the sadness behind your eyes, the pure exhaustion as well as the determination. We are taught resilience instead of how to feel or ask for help.
Compassion and love unites us. We are born as nurturing providers, as mothers, as sisters, aunties, grandmothers and daughters. We are called to stop judging each other, stop comparing yourself to others, this only brings pain and suffering, fear, lack and scarcity.
We are called to bring awareness to what society is telling us and has been telling us for years. I remember.
The women in the painting is surrounded by trees and living things. She is reconnected to source and the earthly existence of her time after reconnecting with nature, stillness and observation.
𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 – 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒆. firstname.lastname@example.org
I would love to connect with them – hear their stories. What are you struggling with? When did you remember?
I would love to create a series of paintings called She Remembers; Our Tribe with a women’s story as each new painting is released.
Stories and people can remain anonymous.