Meditation Room



Meditation Room

Welcome* to my Visual Diary ©

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

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Autumn***

* ART ~WORD~ IMAGERY & EXPLORATORY SEEDS*

Visit Summer's Veil

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a night of poems & black wings

a night of poems & black wings

seeds of creativity~

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

Friday, January 30, 2015

beneath the storm of strings, a song conjuring








Beneath the storm of strings ~ A Song Conjuring
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Beneath a wilderness of winds
dreams burning, seeds bending 
 trees blurring in the storm 
tossing songs and wolves upon the water
 sounding Autumn's solemn bell 
casting a mist of wounds and words
a trail of golden cups and broken birds 
spinning through her eyes


strings and sounds , spilling open 
a collision of memories and braided roots
tangled swans are pierced with arrows
of dying bark and knotted poems
 weathered jewels and drowning bones
she holds them all ....in her shining hands
as winter's spirit falls away


Moonlight swallows the feathers and leaves
maiden of Breath begins to surface
crossing through the sunlit veils
letting go the ancient seam
in her arms of wood and metal threads
dying flowers rise from the dirt
 to heal and resurrect
to ignite thunderous lullabyes
and to invoke a storm
of love letters, lost time and forgotten dreams


a single tear  of summer swam
across the hidden forest of strings
into a quiet story buried deep behind 
the sword in her heart
a song woven through the sweet darkness
and conjuring the remaining light left within her
carrying soft white mythical wings
 a wild spirit
pulsing with new hope
for a songstress
waking herself from the whirling dust
and summoning her true freedom
~victoria pettella~















Wishing you all a beautiful day.
I love to be under the spell of creation and see what transpires..

Creative writing is a magical way to pass time..whether it comes out of the blue..
from deep within you, or whether something is calling you
 to sit  down and focus and build on seeds. 

This series felt like an illustrative-visual-poem of songstress transforming 
from pain and coming back to life, uniting with her music.  
A journey of  finding freedom..inner power and overcoming the hidden storms within her.. 
to free yourself into a world where all is new again.

I dedicate this to anyone who has ridden an inner storm 
and created something beautiful from it..
Victoria~

















Wednesday, January 7, 2015

loss and freedom ~auras and poems


loss and freedom
powerful allies
of change
growth
&
renewal










surrendering all of oneself
to find
new breath
new stars
new moons
reaching for the inner spirit








loss and freedom
to let go
to abandon,
to leave behind what once was

to Open yourself to
what Now carries
the truest light within you

trusting and
attuning
to life's nourishing embrace








loss and freedom
brings release and embrace

Colors flow back in
Auras of peace 
shimmer
They bring In Beauty again
Restoring harmony
Where new worlds can become
Where the soul ...can live and create
and a blissful spirit ...
can Fully Awake & Radiate without End.
~victoria pettella~








Wishing you New Auras of light
New beginnings
New journeys
New illuminations that bring you true harmony
Happy 2015...enjoy the adventure ahead



























By Candlelight

By Candlelight

Autumn' sLight

Autumn' sLight

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*


where I have been lately *dream with me here


wander with me

poeme

poeme

beautiful creatures

beautiful creatures

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raven in love with the moon

raven in love with the moon

black feathers

black feathers

ghosts of introversion

ghosts of introversion

Within

Within
visit sacred space...

a u r a

a u r a

colors

colors

g h o s t b i r d

g h o s t b i r d

** ethereal dreamworlds **

** ethereal dreamworlds **

visual potions ~by candlelight

visual potions ~by candlelight

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

shadows & souls

shadows & souls

moonlit flora spells

moonlit flora spells

visual potion~ sun, shadow & strings

visual potion~ sun, shadow & strings

sacred spaces~

sacred spaces~

** symbolic visions **

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Nature is a Meditation

Nature is a Meditation

visual spells ) o (

visual spells ) o (

one night the stars... let me in

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

Dark Blooms

Dark Blooms

you were always meant to be free

gothic spell

gothic spell

u n v e i l

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...