wandering soul

wandering soul

VICTORIA PETTELLA

~VICTORIA PETTELLA ~ PHOTOGRAPHY ~ ART ~ IMAGERY & EXPLORATORY SEEDS

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A natural draw to the experimental side of things

Sparked by an Explorative & curious nature; I love the Experimental & Intuitive side of creativity. Creation is always awake, it lives uncaged & free, no rules to follow, only new seeds to explore.
I love all that is unusual & mysterious . I find connection & meaning in all that is imperfect, flawed & strangely-beautiful. I am drawn to the unseen, the ethereal-soulful essence of both light & dark, the spirit of nature, the seasons of transformation, patterns of creation and finding hidden magic in ordinary things.
~victoria pettella~

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A deep love for the strange & unusual. Drawn to the soulful, poetic; all that is flawed, broken & beautiful ~vpettella~

Poems seeking light

Poems seeking light

A Deep Love for Creative Expression and Exploration

Creating imagery for me is a visual journey,
a way to explore & express hidden stories, emotions, visions & soul-dreams. I am sparked by the Experimental , Explorative and intuitive side of things. Every experience teaches me..it shapes me and calls me towards something invisibly new. ~victoria pettella ~

welcome*

welcome*
analog/film~digital~experimental / visual art, design, projects & collabs

shadows & souls

shadows & souls

s e a s o n s

The seasons will tell us
when to bury our winged
when to unearth our song
& when to untangle the dreaming things ~
victoria pettella~

moonlit flora spells

moonlit flora spells

where I have been lately *dream with me here

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a night of poems & black wings

a night of poems & black wings

Sunday, July 2, 2017

In her swan garden


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In her swan garden
there was an old wooden arrow
laying near the larkspur, bees upon spires
In her swan garden
there was a rose red book
weathered pages
poems from long ago

In her swan garden
there was a chatting rook
climbing up the arbor with blue morning glory
tilting about, he flapped blackly wings
telling all below the tales of his summer

In her swan garden
there was a dying mother toad
crushed by the stormy shards of silver rain
I found her near the old stone circle
where the green ivy prayed
I held her by my heart
with pink petals and salt
And waited until her eyes
could hold no more
but the sun

In her swan garden
there were many creatures and forgotten souls
gnarled vines and cracked branches
shed from ancient trees above
and a labyrinth of wilting flowers now turning to seed

The seasons will tell us when to bury our winged
when to unearth our song
and when to untangle the dreaming things
she wrote in her book each night
before the stars came collapsing in
I watched in the quiet until she was done
and it was there she would vanish
into a spiral of a thousand winds
in her swan garden
in her swan garden
in her swan garden
I held every page
~victoria pettella~

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22 comments:

Magaly Guerrero said...

Your poem reads like a marriage between The Secret Garden and a dream. You are so good at weaving imagery that ties itself around the reader's soul, that prays to be held like ivy and read like a waiting book.

Victoria said...

Magaly
what a super beautiful thing to say..thanks Magaly! Deep appreciation!

Magic Love Crow said...

I don't know what to say?? Breath taking!!! Magical! Big Hugs!

Victoria said...

Magic Love Crow
You always make me smile Stacy, thanks for such sparkling words! Much appreciation!

Sim said...

Oooooh, dear Victoria,
First I want to tell you a big thank you for your visit and sweet comment!
Happily, some people appreciate these empty eyes without being scary! :)
Secondly, I have to say that I so regret no to be perfectly bilingual...
Even if I'm able to see that your poem is beautiful, I guess that I miss all the poetic subtleties and depth.
Anyway, your universe is always so touching, magical and awesome.
I have to come here more often to keep in touch with your enchanted circle! :D
Have a blissful week-end! <3

Victoria said...

Sim
Yay Sim, you are so kind, thanks for all of your super-generous words, I appreciate you visiting very much and I love visiting your magical and creative world too!
Have a sweet day!

Laura M said...

So evocative! Melancholy as well as beauty but I'd still stay there forever!

Victoria said...

Laura M
Thanks for such soulful words..deep appreciation!

Forest Dream Weaver said...

Exquisite....as always....thank you Victoria!

Wishing you a wonderful week,
Ruby

Lisa Isabella Russo said...

How beautiful! You are an amazing artist with words and images and create such wonder...

Sharmon Davidson said...

Such a lovely poem; you are so good at using words to create a magical mood.

Nina said...

So wonderful! I fell into a dream while reading this ♥

Tammie Lee said...

So much goes on in a garden!
Such lovely and heart felt prose.
Thank you ~

Kelly said...

B E A U T I F U L !

Victoria said...

Kelly
thanks!

Victoria said...

Tammie Lee
Deep thanks kindred!

Victoria said...

Nina
Thanks Nina, such beautiful words, happy you liked it!

Victoria said...

Sharmon Davidson
Many thanks ! What a lovely compliment!

Victoria said...

Lisa Isabella Russo
Your words are truly generous...thanks so much my friend! That means a lot!

Victoria said...

Forest Dream Weaver
Hi Ruby, deep thanks for such sweet and kind words..have a magical week.

Shell said...

As a Swan myself, I am quite enchanted with your Swan garden poem. Beautiful!

Victoria said...

Shell
Thanks so much Shell, happy yo enjoyed it..have a most lovely day!

VICTORIA PETTELLA ~

A Visual Archive of Meditation and Dreams.
A place to Experiment and Journey with Exploratory Seeds

visual potion~ sun, shadow & strings

visual potion~ sun, shadow & strings

A natural draw to the experimental side of things..

Sparked by an Explorative and curious nature; I love the Experimental & Intuitive side of creativity. Creation is always awake, it lives uncaged and free, no rules to follow, only new seeds to explore.
I love all that is unusual & mysterious . I find connection & meaning in all that is imperfect, flawed & strangely-beautiful. I am drawn to the unseen, the ethereal-soulful essence of both light & dark, the spirit of nature, the seasons of transformation, patterns of creation and finding hidden magic in ordinary things.
~victoria pettella~

weaving souls and stories

weaving souls and stories
analog/film~digital~experimental photography, visual art, design, projects& collabs

sacred spaces~

sacred spaces~

sunlit souls

the witches feast ~ romantic still life

the witches feast ~ romantic still life

wander through the veil with me

a spell that tranforms

a spell that tranforms
nature

** symbolic visions **

** symbolic visions **

)O( ***

)O( ***

Nature is a Meditation

Nature is a Meditation

wander with me

wander with me
analog/film~digital~experimental / visual art, projects & collabs

spells & dreams

she is moon..

she is moon..

one night the stars... let me in

Autumn' sLight

Autumn' sLight

poeme

poeme

ritual

ritual

ash and seed

ash and seed

uncaged & free

uncaged & free

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..

sunskulls & wolf-bones ~ a cave of songs & poems

sunskulls & wolf-bones ~ a cave of songs & poems

new soul

new soul

portals & time travel

portals & time travel

ghosts of introversion

ghosts of introversion

sacred key

sacred key

soul wisdom

soul~sacred connection

soul~sacred connection

v i s i o n s

v i s i o n s

where I belong~ arms of the infinite

where I belong~ arms of the infinite

welcome to my hidden realm

welcome to my hidden realm

sometimes you must walk alone

sometimes you must walk alone
sacred journeys of the soul~ self-portraits of healing & transformation

dreaming seeds

dreaming seeds

Connecting & Creating

Connecting & Creating

Dark Blooms

Dark Blooms

first love ~ and the freedom to create

I think every child at some point has first picked up a camera, (toy or real) and fell in love with that special magic. I was always fascinated by black & white photos, polaroids & old pictures in family albums. In my teens I began my adventure with photography, then again in my 20's, I played in the darkroom developing film & creating prints, this is probably when I fell more deeply in love with it all.

I had a Pentax camera given to me from my older brother that I carried everywhere I roamed, shooting film wherever my spirit took me. I always explored on my own, (with a little bit of knowledge in my pocket) plus my intuitive nature guiding me in my own way to learn more and to seek and experiment in new ways. I love both analog and digital but my heart belongs in the darkroom.

I truly don't follow any rules, I like to feel free and uncaged and instead feel inspired to create in whatever way I feel guided in each moment...chasing seeds and visions is a journey afterall ! I love to feel my way through the Unseen, it is how we discover hidden realms and new strands to weave with.

Wherever you are on your adventure, be true to your own creative nature & follow your artistic-spirit as it speaks to you ..explore, have fun..keep creating and experimenting from your soul. Keep questing, take risks, indulge your unique-instincts and allow your artistic freedom to naturally unfold itself to you. ~victoria pettella~

guitar-flora

guitar-flora

Meditations of Healing~Magic~ Visionary-Creatrix

Meditations of Healing~Magic~ Visionary-Creatrix

you were always meant to be free

you were always meant to be free

colors

colors

lilac memory~reflections

gothic spell

gothic spell

silent poet

sun-shadow

sun-shadow

weaving the seasons of my soul

weaving the seasons of my soul

Creatives Connecting ..

Creatives Connecting ..
Collaborations/ Projects & Seeds

Driftworld

Driftworld

l i l a c

l i l a c
m e m o r y

u n v e i l

u n v e i l

a u r a

a u r a

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...

the individual

the individual