Yabba Dabba DAMN I’m high 🤤💨

tb to my first altar!! so simple!!

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sunshine, weed, tarot spreads, moss agate 🌞🔮🌲

One piece, Two sizes

Shoutout to my witchy grandma who pampered me yesterday! She gave me a book on palmistry, one about occultism, my own Srimad Bhagavatan and The Art of Psychic Protection, plus a really cute plant! (added needlefelt bee &a Lili cat for aesthetics)

The Lunar Queen, Temple of Lapis Lazuli, and The Dark Mysteries are the cards that was gifted to me today.

The Lunar Queen, like the many phases of the celestial moon, reminds me that there is a time to relax and a time to spring into action once more. It guides me to take charge by taking my lyrics and turning them in to songs. “ “Trust in your own body” she whispers “ Trust in me, believe in you, and listen to your intuition.”

Been feeling pretty lost recently, losing myself more often than not. Temple of Lapis Lazuil reminds me that I am not alone, I am not lost and I have a connection to my love, to my guardian, to the wisdom that comes from the star people of Sirius. Wisdom that vibrates at the higher levels of oneness and love and and that I must work to help transcend those lost in the lower frequencies of fear, aggression, dominance and disconnection. However before I work to heal those around me I must first heal myself.

Lastly this leads me to The Dark Mysteries. A card that comes up constantly constantly reminding me that I have to deal with my shadow self. The darkest version of me. The person who hurt so many people who ultimately hurt herself. The person I hate and the person I am ashamed of. But that’s why she keeps gifting it to me. I have to learn to accept and love this version of me. And perhaps once I do the part of me that was dark, sticky and ugly will become the parts that facilitates my grow, that allows me to blossom into something beautiful. Someone truly worth loving.  

18.05.2017 // I’m working so much on norwegian right now and I’m so happy with the progress I’m making ❤🇳🇴

Going through some of my baba’s nicknacks and found this beautiful glass leaf. It shines like a rainbow in the light ☀️🍁

“Follow your nose! It always knows (where the weed’s at)” — Tokin’ Toucan Sam

hi 💫🌟⚡️

Prepare for a super long post

I used to post a lot of my art on an Instagram account I used to have (I still have it, I just haven’t posted in a good long while) I had a good few followers but during a rough point in my life, I let it fall to the wayside. I tried to start fresh with a new one but I was never happy with it, none of the art I posted was what I necessarily wanted to post, I was trying to sell some paintings and so I posted more of those, more catered to what my family and some family friends would be more inclined to buy, because frankly, the other drawings I was making didn’t appeal to them as much, they’d nod and make vague positive hums but the bigger, bolder paintings were what they fell in love with. Don’t get me wrong, I love them, I love making them. But I felt like I couldn’t post my other art with them because it “didn’t fit the aesthetic”. What bullshit, right? Well that’s what I thought.

So over the past couple months I’ve gone through another rough patch and I’ve been feeling really down and out about a lot of things. I’ve tried all kinds of things to get out of my funk, meditation, crystals, actual therapy, among others, but I’ve avoided making art. I don’t know why. It could be because I was afraid of what might come out of my head onto the paper. It could be because I was afraid of it being bad. It could be because I was still trying to fit the aesthetic of “the paintings that sell”. It could be a lot of things.

But as a bit of a New Years resolution, well, a starting December 1st resolution, I want to start making art again. Drawings, paintings, poetry, creative writing, clay, everything. I might even dig out the half started drafts of novels I’ve started over the past couple years and abandoned due to writers block. Regardless of if the drawing is just a leaf the size of a loonie or a full page of dotwork that takes a few days, I want to post at least two pieces of art every week, whether it’s an original poem or a painting, a drawing or a piece of embroidery, as a challenge to myself. I think I owe it to myself. Art has always been the best form of therapy to me, it always will be. No matter what else I do in life, I know that I was made to create. I want to create more things.

In this moment, I can’t remember the last drawing I did. It’s been that long. I flip through old journals, old moleskines, and I see everything laid out on the page like I’m staring into myself. The themes might not be positive, but it’s how I felt at the time. My hands are aching with the pent up need to create. I’ve been bottling it up for so long. I think I’m ready to share again. And I’m going to start here. Now. My next post will be an original drawing.

So that’s that, here’s to a new era. Thank you for joining me on this new journey. It might get dark, it might get sappy, it might just be a flower, but it’ll always be me. I promise you all that xx

Here’s my Instagram name: venusbabyyart follow me if you like! I’ll be posting on here and there but I’ll be using insta stories as well so if you don’t want to miss those, give me a follow, I’m sure it will be riveting entertainment (probably a lot of my cat and pretty crystals I find on my travels, but I’ll post work in progress art pictures as I’m creating pieces as well)

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throw back to the time i went to the butterfly museum in my city 🌱🌱🌱 plus this is my first post besides my journals 🤗🤗