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*


Meditation Room

Welcome* to my Visual Diary

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

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a night of poems & black wings

a night of poems & black wings

Autumn' sLight

Autumn' sLight

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Forest of Potions and more dark poems



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t h e   t r e e s   ,  d y i n g   d r e a m s







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b l a c k b i r d   i n   t h e  d a r k












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Thanks for visiting 
playing in Marfi's Haunted Land


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Monday, September 25, 2017

Autumn~Elemental poems




I sing with spells of Autumn's Breath
The elements guide me in Autumn's guise






Songs of Autumn~ Elemental poems







E A R T H
I am the magic egg inside the earth
my heart alive with black soil and golden seeds
I feel grounded in nature's spirit
anchored in strength... shining with beauty








A I R
I am the wings of a solitary being
I sparkle like a starling reaching for the cosmos
I feel one with the universe
my song, a pulse
and I follow where the winds will lead me








F I R E
I am the labyrinth of the sun
like wisdom
I ignite a thousand Kings and Queens
with flames of beauty and poems of light
I am the realm of infinity
the kiss beneath the Twilight








W A T E R
I am the drowning moon
alive in the Magic of sacred knowledge
and flowing with the current of inspiration
changing all things to silvers
divining the current toward the Eternal within








E T H E R
I am spirit
Immortal,  Awake
Empowered with Love
and Wielding the Powers
of Transformation and Magic







I Am Autumn
I have become burning orange vapors
escaping my shell
I am shifting within myself
and the sparking layers
fold and bend ...taking me
through veils of creation
through corridors of Mists
I Surrender
to the Beauty of Death
and toward the new Life
Standing before me..
I am Autumn
The Immortal seed
~victoria pettella~








Thanks for your sweet visit
Enjoy the beauty and magic of Autumn in all elements
Victoria


*originally posted on spells of infinity 2011

Saturday, September 16, 2017

poems for darkened rooms and candlelight

























( more from : a beheading of swans)





 Victoria



Thanks for your sweet visit
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Playing with the Magical Marfi 
for Haunted Humpday 
( every wednesdays, but I am late this week)



Thanks to Marfi
and letting us play in her Haunted Land
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Thursday, September 14, 2017

Inbetween passage~ Summer to Autumn




Inbetween Passage~ Summer to Autumn





We walk an inbetween passage....a  metamorphic transit; 
from a dying Summer to Autumn's embrace



Summer has given many gifts
of life, blooms and neverending beauty.
Autumn will bring deep magic and an eternal Harvest.

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The last breath of Summer's Dream









  Enjoy the last spell 
of Summer's spirit,
and here's to the New 
Autumnal Magic arriving..
Victoria





 Thanks for your sweet visit



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Tuesday, September 5, 2017

She guides me home






she guides me home








Even the moon
knows
I am alone
and in her light
I feel embraced
less afraid
she calls my name
she guides me home
~victoria pettella~










she guides me home



she guides me home



she guides me home





I am home


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There are those quiet moments
that stand out to you and only you
those solitary spaces you inhabit alone
you travel into them deeply
and restlessly
 Hands reaching out into the unknowable realm
tears releasing a vibrant strand from the sequence of pain
untying an imperative seam from your frail, stitched being, 
the flesh that is still somehow holding itself together
unfurls itself into beautiful chaos and freedom
Your soul summons a true offering, 
giving your heart to the night cauldron of stars
Beneath a wild Goddess moon
I wrote a diary inked in black walnut
and dragon's blood
 chanted aloud in luminous tongues
 moon , after moon after moon
A vessel of poems pouring the drink
of broken places and the ashes of dreams
of endless wounds and every remedy
questing for signs
she answered me
she answered
me
And in that space of eternal longing
she called my name, 
she took me into her arms
and I was home.
Her breath became my breath 
sealing all the lost caves, cuts
and tattered forests from the inside 
and then weaving all the way
through the skin with her living Light
 like a radiant spark 
that returned itself to me.
The piece that was always there
That sacred piece of me 
that I am 
to never 
ever 
let go.
~victoria pettella~














am 

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Enjoy the magic
of the Dreamy Pisces Full Moon
September 6
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beautiful creatures

beautiful creatures

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raven in love with the moon

raven in love with the moon

black feathers

black feathers

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 **

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

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

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

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...