How Soul Art Helps Me as an Artist.

It is hard to see things about ourselves… they can remain deeply hidden. We might sense they are there… But how can we “see” them?

I am a very visual person, both in how I experience the external world, but also in my internal world; my imagination or “mind’s eye”. So for me to understand something I need to “see” it.

Soul Art helps me connect with who I am. It has helped me to truly understand and connect with my essence. This has been the first step; to become clear on who I am and to nurture that truth. My creativity comes from my essence… So to be clear on what I want to create as an artist, I must know myself.

I think of my essence as the little seed inside me that contains the whole fruit, the whole tree, and all of nature. Once I am connected to this core of my Being, my essence, then I can express my truth and become what I am meant to Be.

Soul Art reveals what is inside of me, to a place where I can see and experience it… My essence into art...

Emerging Red

That which is creative must create itself. ~ John Keats

                       Nathalie Saunderson, teacher at Santosha Yoga Shala, wears the Emerging Red leggings.

Red is the dynamic energy that flows through all living things... and emerges as her Self.

Red is smart and knows what she wants. She takes decisive action to bring her dreams to reality... Red is strong, courageous and ready to step forward into her dreams. Bold and dynamic, she walks her own path...

Essence Word: Create

Colours: Vibrant Red, Electric Blue, Brilliant Green

Element: Fire

Emerging Red represents Autumn in Life's Cycle of Creativity. This is a time for action and creating your visions into physical form. As you emerge with a new sense of self in the world, you are clear on who you are and what you want to create. It's time to reap what you have sown as you harvest your dreams and make them real.

Where are you in Life's Cycle of Creativity? ~ Take the quiz

Visit the Boutique

Soul Art® Day 2014

'Art does not reproduce the visible; rather, it makes visible.'  Paul Klee

International Soul Art® Day is May 14th!  

Soul Art®  is a unique, creative process that takes you on an inner journey to connect with your spirit, uncover hidden truths and bring your deepest knowings to life. Your art is your soul’s expression and a way to visually communicate your inner wisdom.

I'll be creating art in my studio and on a live google hangout connecting with thousands of other Soul Artists around the world on this global event. 

Transform your inner essence into art!

You can sign up and be a part of this event here.

Caught in the Web

(Read the previous episode here)

Rose moved swiftly through the forest to keep up with the sprightly, little man. She was glad for the moonlight that lit the path through the trees, and for the warm blanket protecting her from the scratching branches.

Finally they arrived at a small clearing in the woods. In the centre was a large stump covered in bits of fur, blood and bones.

Rose shuddered. She wanted to run from the clearing as fast as she could, but Lucky stopped her.

“The Old Woman will soon be here. Quick, throw your blanket up into the trees!”

Rose did as he told her and threw it as high as she could. The blanket opened and stretched across the clearing like a huge web, it’s silvery-blue yarn invisible in the moonlight.

Just then they heard branches snapping and the Old Woman came traipsing along, dragging a squealing pig by the tail. As she came into the clearing, she let out a horrendous shout and the little pig, suddenly free, darted past Rose and disappeared into the woods.

“Look!” said Lucky, "The Old Woman is caught in the web!"

It was a sight to see! The more the Old Woman struggled, the tighter the web wrapped around her. Soon she was motionless but for her screeches and venom-filled rants.

Rose was terrified, but Lucky reassured her.

“The sun is coming up,” he said, “she can’t live in the light.” And sure enough, as the sun came up and lit the clearing with it’s golden rays, the Old Woman began to melt until she disappeared completely from the web...

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Fine Art and Fashion

I've been preparing for the Art Crawl this weekend... 

But I did have time to make a fun little video clip! Spring Sale on leggings ends April 30th... Click here to visit the store.

Dream Weaver

(Read the previous episode here)

Careful not to wake the Old Woman, Rose pulled out the cloth bag she’d hidden under her bed long ago. Inside the bag was the most beautiful silvery-blue yarn that shone like the moon.

Rose wondered how she could possibly make a web that was seven feet high and five feet wide from such a small bag of yarn, but the more yarn she pulled out, the more yarn there seemed to be!

And so for seven days, as the Old Woman slept, Rose weaved her magical web. And for seven nights, when the Old Woman went out into the forest, Rose slept under her silvery blanket and wove magical dreams into her web.

Rose’s dream web was now complete and it’s brilliance made the whole room glow with shimmering moonlight.

Forest detail in black and white

“What’s that glare?” the Old Woman said. “It hurts my eyes!”

“That is the moon shining across my bed,” said Rose.

“There must be a hole in the roof letting the light in,” grumbled the Old Woman, “It better be gone by morning or else!” she threatened. Then rubbing her eyes she climbed out from the cave, through the roots at the bottom of the tree, and out into the night.

Rose was frightened. How could she hide the web from the Old Woman? What if Lucky never returned?

Just then she heard the familiar, small voice calling her name.

“You’ve done well Rose,” said Lucky, “but there’s no time to lose. It’s a full moon tonight and the Old Woman won’t stay out long. Throw the end of your yarn up here and climb out.”

Rose pulled out the last of the yarn and threw it up to the little green man at the entrance to the cave. Lucky tied the yarn around a large root and Rose climbed up. The yarn was as strong as steel, yet light as a feather. Together they pulled Rose’s dream web out from the Old Woman’s cave.

“Wrap it around you,” said Lucky. “It will keep you warm and safe in the woods. Now be quick and follow me!” And with that, the little green man disappeared into the dark forest...

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A rose is a rose is a rose...

Rose Leggings

Spring Sale on leggings!

Wearable art ~ Custom designed leggings on sale until April 30th, 2014. Click here to shop

Rose Gets Lucky

(Read last week's episode here)

“Up here,” said the voice, and Rose glanced up towards the light and entrance to the cave. There she saw a little man no bigger than a few inches tall. He had a long, pointy nose that stuck out from his green cape and hood. He looked like part of the earth and roots so Rose would not have seen him but for his madly waving arm.

“Oh, hello,” said Rose, “Who are you?”

“They call me Lucky,” said the little green man, with a twinkle in his eye. “Good luck comes to those who follow what I tell them. I’m here to help you, but you have to trust what I say.” 

“Will you help me escape? I’m afraid the Old Woman will catch me and then I’m done for,” cried Rose fearfully as she watched the Old Woman snoring heavily in her bed.

“Listen carefully and do exactly as I say,” said Lucky. “In the cloth bag from your father is magic yarn that was given to your mother by the fairies. Every day when the Old Woman sleeps, you must weave it into a large web until it is seven feet high and five feet wide. Keep the web on your bed as a blanket, for the Old Woman is blind as a bat. When you sleep your dreams will weave themselves into the web.

“In seven days and seven nights I will be back,” said the little man, and with that he disappeared into the light of the day...

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Rose and the Old Woman

(You can read the previous episode here)

Tree of Life - detail

The Old Woman took Rose deep into the forest where there stood an enormous tree. Under the tree, beneath the roots, was a door to a long, deep tunnel. In they went and down, down, down, until they came to a small clearing on the earthen floor. It was cold and barren with only the dimmest of light coming in from above. There was a small table with two chairs and two beds on either side of the room. In one corner was a large pot on a stove with bones and remnants of yesterday’s meal scattered about the floor.

The Old Woman ordered Rose to make dinner, then hobbled over to the smallest bed and went to sleep.

Every day while the Old Woman slept, Rose cooked and cleaned and plotted her escape. And at night when Rose lay sleeping, the Old Woman disappeared, returning each morning before dawn.

“Try to escape and I’ll catch you and eat you!” the Old Woman cackled, and so Rose did as she was told.

One day, when the Old Woman was fast asleep, Rose heard a small voice calling her name...

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Into the Forest...

(You can read last week's episode here.)

It was a dark and stormy winter day. Rose and her father huddled by the fire, listening to the wind howl and branches “tap, tap, tap,” against the cottage windows. 

Tree of Life - detail

Then came a louder “tap, tap, tap” at the door. Rose was frightened and begged her father not to open it. But the Woodsman, with heavy heart, opened the door and in came the Old Woman of the Forest looking even more ancient and dirty than before.

“I’ve come to collect,” said the Old Woman with a glint in her eye. She grinned mischievously at Rose, whose eyes opened wide in horror as she clung to her father.

“Rose has been well looked after and a deal is a deal,” said the Woodsman sadly. With that he gathered up a cloth bag that was hidden behind the stove and gave it to his daughter.

“Enough!” croaked the Old Woman and she grabbed the Woodsman’s young daughter by the arm. Just then a big gust of wind blew the cottage door open wide and Rose and the Old Woman disappeared into the dark forest leaving nothing but a trail of earth behind them...

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