The Brush Of Divination
- exstbrin nyx
- Apr 4
- 2 min read
Updated: Apr 6
My art is inseparable from my soul, and I have never separated my soul from my craft as a healer. For me, it has always been one source of channel. When I hold my brushes, it's no different from holding my tarot cards, and when I paint and feel the textures, it's the same as feeling the energies of the universe.
There is a certain pulse in my fingertips like unseen energies pouring out of me and taking place in the soul of the canvas, a story unfolding the depths of the raw folds of the universe. I listen to the universe. I listen, and I feel it so deeply that it almost hurts. My art is created from the same place I ground myself to, the hidden veil of the psyche. The passing dreams and the energies are not calculated, and neither are they academic. These are the untamed energies voicing themselves to be heard.
It's pure listening and feeling the colors choose themeselves, letting the fingers follow the instinct rather than logic. It's more about trusting the process for me than the outcome. If I have to be frank, sometimes I don't even understand it at the start, but as the process unveils the artwork, it all falls in place.
That's why my art is not a decoration it is much more that a painting it is a living piece of cosmic energy. Every color, every texture, every shadow are echoes of the divine enrgy, beings with knowledge, whispers of the shadows and earth, the raw pulse of forgotten beings and gods. The materials are not just the physical goods but the memories of the shared energies and my energy that aligns with them and the frequency i am on.
My work carries stories and feelings, and when seen with an open mind, it offers truth not the sugarcoated kind but raw and intimate truth, the one that stirs the soul to look and to accept the shadow selves, and it won't let you sleep until you listen.
This is my art.
This is my magic.
This is me, the whisperer of shade
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