VICTORIA PETTELLA

~ PHOTOGRAPHY ~ ART ~WORD~ IMAGERY & EXPLORATORY SEEDS

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A natural draw to the experimental side of things

*Creation is always awake, it lives uncaged & free, no rules to follow, only new seeds to explore~victoria pettella*


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Welcome* to my Visual Diary

Welcome* to my Visual Diary
analog/film~digital~experimental / visual art, design, projects

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a night of poems & black wings

a night of poems & black wings

raven in love with the moon

raven in love with the moon

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

The Bird Whispered to the Stone~victoria pettella


The Bird whispered to the stone: victoria pettella

The Bird whispered to the Stone
The Stone whispered to the Earth
The Earth whispered to my Heart
My Heart sang out to the Universe


The Universe kissed the Stars
The Stars weaved a spell around the Moon
The Moon took a poem into the Sun
The Sun sparked the sky.... and they both bloomed

The Sky flew down to the Trees
The Tree whispered to the branch
The branch let go of the Leaves
The Leaves all fell into my Hands..

I shall never be alone again
The Spark of Earth is the dust and sand
Swirling up into the Winds
Bringing me back Home Again...



Nature is a Prayer of Peace
My tears have gone
My Soul released
I am like the bird flying so high
Carrying a Stone in the After-life




When I am ready the stone will Fall
Back into the Forest's Arms
A Bird will find the Breath of my Poem
waiting  inside............. like flesh and bones

A Mist will rise up from the Stone
Whispering the Memory of my Prose....
Blackbirds will cry and sing my Song
Like the Earth ..life will carry on

Seeds will grow... and bloom and bend
The Trees will rise without End
Whenever you find a Memory Stone
laying in the Forest ...........all alone
Hold it to your heart........... and Listen close
You will hear the sound ........of my Soul

Know it is me Flying Home.
Know it is me Flying Home
Know it is me Flying Home..

I am Home.

~Victoria Pettella~
Lyrics~The Memory Stone
Heart of a Wizardess


** ethereal dreamworlds **

** ethereal dreamworlds **

seeds of creativity

Themes of transformation & transiting through cycles of life, breath, death & healing seem to seep into my work. Nature, creation & the ever-morphing seasons are a constant guiding force & inspiration.
~victoria pettella~

visual potions ~by candlelight

visual potions ~by candlelight

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wander through the veil with me

Poems seeking light

Poems seeking light

To all the rare flowers

To all  the rare flowers

**b e a u t i f u l ** s o u l s**

We are all strange and unusual; flawed, broken and beautiful ~victoria pettella

poeme

poeme

shadows & souls

shadows & souls

moonlit flora spells

moonlit flora spells

where I have been lately *dream with me here

visual potion~ sun, shadow & strings

visual potion~ sun, shadow & strings

weaving souls and stories

weaving souls and stories
film~digital~experimental photography, visual art, design, projects& collabs and portraits

sacred spaces~

sacred spaces~

** symbolic visions **

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Nature is a Meditation

Nature is a Meditation

one night the stars... let me in

Autumn' sLight

Autumn' sLight

ash and seed

ash and seed

uncaged & free

uncaged & free
a beautiful storm

spark~illumination~transformation

spark~illumination~transformation

Creative Encounters & Kindred Spirits

I love to meet and connect with fellow creatives! I have a deep appreciation for all artists, creative thinkers, unique souls.
While my nature is mostly introverted and I thrive as a hidden -solitaire, I have found connecting with other creative-spirits to be profoundly nourishing and deeply magical in ways my soul understands. To those I have met along the way that have enriched my life with your art-music-writing-creations-passion-energy-open-mindedness....I thank you immeasurably ! and to those I have reconnected with..thank you for giving me a sense of community in a world I always felt on my own in. Thank you for these creative encounters, they have transformed me.

solitary world

solitary world

the unseen

the unseen

releasing the shadows and returning to light

releasing the shadows and returning to light

visual poems..

visual poems..

sunskulls & wolf-bones ~ a cave of songs & poems

sunskulls & wolf-bones ~ a cave of songs & poems

new soul

new soul

ghosts of introversion

ghosts of introversion

Dark Blooms

Dark Blooms

you were always meant to be free

colors

colors

gothic spell

gothic spell

u n v e i l

a u r a

a u r a

The Bird whispered to the stone

The Bird whispered to the stone

The Secret Realm

The Secret Realm
What is behind the door of shadow and light...