Wild Feminine art Series
- Jan 15
- 5 min read
Updated: Feb 26
One of my projects in art school is to build a portfolio of 20 paintings that helps me refine my process, develop my style, and amplify my artistic voice. I’ve chosen to center this series around the “Wild Feminine”—what I see as the soulful, instinctual part of the self.
When I finally released the people in my life who carried toxicity, confusion, and chaos, something unexpected happened: silence opened up. Space opened up. And in that space, I stopped spending my energy on survival and started investing it in growth. That shift has been one of my greatest life lessons—and I can feel it asking to be translated into my artwork.
Every real leap in my soul’s evolution has come when I stopped orbiting the wrong people. Because the moment I start shrinking, compromising, or performing for those who take power instead of sharing it, I create from disconnection. My instincts dull. My voice gets quieter. My strength gets diluted.
I’ve met plenty of people who present themselves as helpers, guides, or healers—but what they actually want is obedience. They want you to follow them: to adopt their lifestyle, their beliefs, their identity. And often, there’s a “solution” attached—something to buy, something to rely on, something that keeps you tethered to their approval. I’ve seen how easily that dynamic thrives in spiritually immature spaces, where control gets mistaken for wisdom and intensity gets mistaken for truth.
Stepping away from all of it has been its own kind of medicine. The healing I’m experiencing now feels real because it’s rooted in honesty. As I rebuild—mind, body, and spirit—my art changes with me. My work becomes clearer. More intentional. Less about proving, and more about expressing.
Choosing myself didn’t make me selfish. It made me available—to my own vision. To my own rhythm. To the parts of me that can only speak when the noise is gone.
I’ve always wanted to share my creativity and energy with others, and I still do. But right now, I’m honoring a season of devotion: to my path, my health, my style, my craft, my inner world. I’m learning to become grounded and strong in my unique artistic voice—so when I do share, it comes from wholeness, not from depletion.
This is what my evolution looks like. And this is what I’m here to make.
I love sharing my creative process in the hope that it inspires art lovers and collectors. As an artist, it’s not enough to have a strong idea, subject, and composition—you also need the technical skills to bring the vision all the way through.
A lot of people still assume the artist’s path isn’t a “real” job or career, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Creating artwork takes great skill, discipline, and study—from designing and drawing to painting and refining the final piece.
For a school assignment, I’ll be creating up to two paintings a week for my portfolio, so stay tuned to my blog and website for updates and behind-the-scenes posts from this series.
Painting Update, along with other paintings in the series *work in progress:
Shifting Energy
I had fun photographing burning sage—the morning light hit just right through the window, backlighting the smoke. That moment inspired the next piece in my Wild Feminine series: a woman savoring the beauty of clean energy.
There’s something quietly transformative about this image: a bundle of burning sage sending its silver-violet smoke upward, and within that drifting veil, a woman appears—like the voice of your higher self, an ancestor, or the divine feminine arriving the moment you decide to clear what no longer belongs. The smoke becomes a moving prayer, lifting stagnant energy, loosening old stories, and softening the edges between the everyday and the sacred. Those deep indigo and violet hues call in intuition and inner sight, reminding you that cleansing isn’t only about removing negativity—it’s about making space for guidance. And the flowers feel like an offering to your own becoming: beauty after release, tenderness after truth. This is what ritual can do—turn a simple act into a doorway, where clarity returns, your spirit feels lighter, and you remember that you are never alone inside your own healing.
Aurelia Rising
Aurelia Rising is a portrait of the divine feminine in her most vital element: the warm, persistent fire of the sacral chakra. Glowing in saffron and flame tones, she holds the kind of power that doesn’t need to shout—an inner heat that lives low in the body as creativity, sensuality, intuition, and emotional truth. Like embers sheltered after a blaze, this energy is steady, enduring, and ready to be rekindled into art, desire, movement, or new beginnings. The painting invites us back to the sacred intelligence of pleasure and feeling, reminding us that our softness can be sovereign and our passion can be prayer—an altar of orange light where creation starts.
Wild Feminine Heart Song
In Wild Feminine Heart Song, a woman rests in her divine presence—rooted, radiant, and wholly herself—while the world around her seems to sing her back into belonging. The chickadees perched above her arrive like gentle messengers of joy and resilience, reminding us that even the smallest voice can carry courage and truth. Below, globemallow flowers rise in warm, sunlit clusters—symbols of desert-born beauty, softness with stamina—mirroring a feminine power that thrives through change. Wrapped in luminous color and sacred pattern, she becomes a living altar of heart wisdom: receptive yet sovereign, tender yet unshakable. The painting feels like a blessing for anyone returning to their body, their intuition, and the wild, steady music that has always been beating beneath the noise.
Garden of Love
I’m deeply in love with this painting, Garden of Love, and I plan to exhibit it at Yucca Gallery in May when I’m the featured artist.
At her heart is a labyrinth—an intentional symbol of the lifelong journey inward, a bold invitation to find and live from the most authentic self.
She is surrounded by a thriving garden of flowers, and within those blossoms lives a collage of images drawn from my life and from other paintings—memories, echoes, and pieces of the path that brought her here.
This is a moment of abundance and inspiration: a quiet surrender to the natural world, where creativity arrives effortlessly and the flow of life moves through her as she merges with nature.
Here is an in-progress video showing some of my creative process:
Sovereign Gaze
The Wild Feminine belongs to no single culture — she lives in all of us.
When I painted this intuitive portrait this morning, she arrived with a life of her own… and with eyes full of discernment.
Not anger.
Not chaos.
Clarity.
She speaks without raising her voice:
No matter race, color, age, or culture — we belong to one another.
No one is above. No one is beneath.
The illusion of superiority is nothing more than grandiose arrogance dressed up as power.
What is real power?
Sacred equality.
Shared divinity.
The remembering that every soul carries the same holy spark.
She is wild — but not reckless.
She is fierce — but not cruel.
She sees through distortion and calls us back to truth.
And the truth is simple:
We are all sacred here.
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