sometimes it is
hardest to be
just exactly what you are:
luminously imperfect
just exactly as you are
Do it anyways!
The World rejoices
at your unique presence
Xx
inky black raspberry
the slow bruising blush of art by christyn m hall
global leaders fresh heroes and my love Xx
i’ll be your poetess and a fresh hero too
what does it mean now, to be a global leader
cuz we are all
responsible
We are also capable
of change in whichever direction we choose
Be a fresh hero! Love yourSelf
and watch and see
what happens…
Human Beings are so awesomely powerful
Together we make this
World.
Xx
i know not what
look. see. what truly exists? i know not what i fly towards, i know only: fly i must
digital mixed media
I would like to tell you something, something that I know. I know this something because I allow it its existence every moment that my heart is beating: this: the simple and extraordinary pain of becoming. The struggle to exist as artist, as woman, as human – to create and to be in the world; to push into each terrifying resistance – membranes that, some days, seem so real and daunting. Veils that entice me to turn back, give up, curl in, emaciate. Some days I awake to find fuckingcrazy has taken up residence in my mind! Schisms of teetering doubt, seething frustration and emotional overwhelm; tumbling through hellfire, paralyzed, afraid to move forward and knowing there’s no comfort to fall back into. Insanity. I press my face against this turmoil daily. And then, against all odds, I somehow do shit anyways. Whatever it is. Sometimes I have to look in the mirror and tell myself I’m capable, powerful, beautiful and I have to say it as many times as it takes my sweet brain to believe. I know what it is to be up against mySelf; drowning in an ocean of dread where my deepest fears battle my most illuminating dreams; these two are twin flames designed to pull me into my own evolution. I know this. I would like to tell you that I know it’s not often easy and that is okay. There is a great and terrible beauty to the unfolding of this human existence, this frenetic, insecure, aching, wild and artistic existence. But I am grateful to be a fledgling, in this moment, forging my foundation of truth and beauty and honour and Love – being granted such chance to be awed and humbled, dismantled and empowered…The decay of enzymatic caterpillar sap that bears the luminescent monarch has to struggle with exhausting, brutal force in order to create her resplendent wings…She builds herself up cell by cell by cell until one day, SMASHBANGBAM - an empire is born…I also know that in the spaces between this breath that we share by the simple fact of our being here on earth, together, we are capable of so much more than we can right now even imagine….So, I let go of the reigns, dissolve, open my eyes and See….through all the suffering, the changes, the transformative pain of becoming something new, I know, I know this is how wings are built, and they could never be anything less than breathtaking in their breadth……Xx
Unicorn Porn: angry daughter
every state is luminous in the “house of the pelvic truth” – martha graham
digital mixed media
I breathe into the fire
caged inside my chest
solar plexus animus which
won’t be laid to rest
frustration walks with patience
whose silence whips a storm
of frenzied, violent knowing that
it’s from within
I’m born
sacred tongue
our beauty is ferocious though we are yet the palest dream…
24″ x 24″
acrylic and graphite on canvas
my fingers
slowslide into your mouth
stickysweet descent
I enter you
forceful past the cage of your teeth
your lips
part, reluctant, and I
push
because whispered truths are volatile on your tongue
but they sing me into this wild existence; the language of Love commands my desire
speak aloud my given name, breathe me into shape and form
take your reverent hands, your fingers lovelaced in amber warmth and
push
slowslide into the heat of my writhing body
look into my wild eyes and
speak aloud my given name
make me remember
I ache to remember
the sharpness of my dazzling beauty
against the force
of your sacred tongue
Unicorn Porn: magical acts of viral love
Tiger Lily Ecstasy
Unicorn Porn: Magical Acts of Viral Love
(A Sexy and Dangerous Digital Mixed Media Series)
`Fold into me crawl under my skin make me ill with the breath of connection and Love; I take you in like sweet water, just exactly as you are – your existence betters mine! Together we create this world and the world I envision is filled with the luscious sickness of Love’s Empowering Evolution`
- christyn m hall
Love is a vital contagion. Insidious and sacharrine – candycloudburstbacteria offering forward momentum; We infect each other! Viral mitosis splitting in pure bliss, alchemical golddust restructuring our existence. Contained in each of our fragile crucibles, such Sacred Sexuality; pure creation and conatus unfolding out of fertile pheonixfire; We infect each other! Carnal beasts in divine feast we are dividing, twice born and beautiful, evolution inevitable with each discernible evisceration. The taste on our tongues a sanguine dream of mysterious trust in our human unfolding. All that we are, all we will become: magical, unknown and pristinely perfect, exactly as it is, exactly as we are. I see Love: the unbreakable bond of being human together. This cellular tethering is sweet sickness under our skin, magnetic blood, raw and charged with each other; we are not separate. We infect each other! Love is a vital contagion.
angry daughter
blue
twice born
honey dew
water melon
serpentine
Unicorn Porn: honeydew
” Then Sunrise kissed my Chrysalis – And I stood up – and Lived – ” – E. Dickinson
Digital Mixed Media
cloudlight
#idealshigh
#handsraisedtothesky
#dreamssettingsail
#asdoubtpassesby
Bombay Wingspans and the Strange Charm of facebook
hovering in the icebox was a phoenix burning bright
Dearest Friends,
I Like you. I mean, I really, really Like you! And I am inviting YOU to like me too. At InkyBlackRaspberry on facebook. I am on a slight rampage, Sweet Stallion frothing towards the abyss of my Vision for the World through Art, Dance and Word… running full tilt into the sunrise of my dreams and, though often blinded and uncertain, I cannot stop! I hear tell there’s this thing called ‘social media’ and it is the most efficient way to reach an audience in these most modern of times…so here’s me reaching out to you. Because I like you. And together, we are unstoppable. Lets get shit done – its time. If you feel so inclined, if you are inspired or stimulated or challenged by my art, try liking my page. It is my express intention to embrace as many people as possible with Beauty, Love, Magic and Curiosity …
click on the link below, travel to the wonderous space of that is my beloved inky berry and click on the LIKE button in the top right…
until soon
christyn m hall xx
sedna
#wakingtoabreathlessfight
#enterintheshadowlight
#thetimehascomeohfairSnowWhite
#lungsaflatewithsaltandmight
