“Dark Star”

A Veve for Mambo Mayanet from Societe Le Vie. White China Marker on Red&Black Gessoed Canvas. 18x24in. Copyright c. 2013

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Sacred Veve symbol for Haitian Vodou spirit Marinette Bwa Cheche, a once living Mambo who became a Vodou lwa after her physical death. She is said to be an aggressive, powerful entity that may appear in the form of an Owl. She is Guardian of the Lougarou, (the werewolves,) evil spirits that eat away at people. Mambo Marinette is also said to be a healer and helpful to her faithful serviteurs. Some Vodouisants in Haiti have her as a family lwa which is inherited and passed down to them from one generation to the next. She is also a lwa of secret society and feared by many who serve the lwa….

“Papa Simbi’s Coil”

Vodouisant Bokor Marco Bergmann guarded by Papa Simbi. Pencil and Oil on Acrylic Linen Paper. 18×24 in. Copyright c. 2013

My portrait of Vodouisant Bokor Marco Bergmann of Societe Le Vie.

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“Acassan”

A creamy delicacy that originates from the Taino Indians, Acassan!!

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“Portrait Of A Bokor”

Portrait sketch for Bokor Marco Bergmann of Societe Le Vie. Pen on drawing paper. 18x24in. Copyright c. 2013

My preliminary pen sketching for my upcoming portrait of Bokor and Vodouisant Marco Bergmann!

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“Viridian Rose”

Liquid Clear Oil paint and oil colour on canvas sheet. 18x24in. copyright c.2013

A lovely sacred veve for Haitian Vodou spirit Mademoiselle Charlotte, bordered by Viridian green Roses…..

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“Agwe Red Eyes”

Haitian Vodou Lwa Agwe Ge Rouge. Oil on canvas sheet 45x60in. Copyright c. 2013

My Oil Colour portrait of Vodou lwa Agwe Ge Rouge. He is adorned in a decorative blue tunic and Kolye, a sacred bead necklace worn by vodouisants. He rises from the ocean with implements of the water which is his kingdom and Ogoun’s machete guards him…..

“The Ge Rouge Famille”

Haitian vodou lwa Agwe Red Eyes. Oil on canvas 45x60in. Copyright 2013

Erzulie Red Eyes, as her own spirit. Oil on Canvas 18X24in. Copyright c. 2011

Dantor Ge Rouge Oil On Canvas 9x12in. Copyright 2010

Haitian Vodou spirit Ogoun Red Eyes. Oil on canvas 45x50in. Copyright c.2013

Red Eye spirit possession. Graphite pencil on paper. 18x24in. c. 2012

My artistic interpretation of Damballah Red Eyes. Oil on Canvas 18x24in. Copyright c. 2011

“Hurt Heart”

My Pen and Ink Illustration of Erzulie Red Eyes, a spirit that doesn’t speak and curls up her fists crying and sad for all the frustration and pain in life. She is said to be a powerful Vodou lwa and magick worker.

“Agwe Red Eyes, A Living Portrait”

Haitian Vodou Spirit of the water, Agwe Red Eyes. Oil color on canvas detail.

I read or heard somewhere in art books that my favorite painter Da Vinci, would use Red as his base colour in oil painting a portrait, because our human blood is red of course. And a portrait can be in any style the artist wants it to be. But it makes sense that if you want to go deeper than following norms of typical art styles or rules, and you want your picture to live and breathe. You mimic the parts of the human flesh and body in the colors of your paint. So he would paint Red as his base color for blood and then paint the tones of muscle, bone contours and flesh over the blood red base colour. To me this sounds like what I’d call a “living portrait” because you are creating a soul and energy in your portrait when your intent is to recreate life and flesh in your painting. The picture lives! I am using this Red base colour method in my portrait for Agwe Red Eyes and I want his eyes, face and flesh to come alive in my picture for him. I am working with a Cadmium Red Deep base glaze and Burnt Umber for my shading and contours. His flesh will be a beautiful Jaune Brilliantine and Van Dyke Brown mixture. He is dressed in a decorative Sea Blue tunic, one of his sacred colours, draped in Kolye and his eyes are a base glaze of fiery Red! A living portrait for Agwe Ge Rouge and a good work in progress!!

“The Rarest Ruby”

Oil colour pencil and Cadmium Scarlet on Arches paper. Copyright c. 2013

I once met a man and his name meant, “Light.” He was a striking tall glass of water with Auburn hair and gentle hands. I did not plan on meeting this person, I just bumped into him one night while I was out alone on my way home. When I was around him I felt so HAPPY. It was a strange, wonderful feeling that made me nervous and made me go crazy. I could not speak right around him and I couldn’t stop feeling so giddy and anxious. Just to be in the same room with this man I felt like I was on 15 levels. No drug or alcohol could reproduce the feeling I felt for him, I fell deeply in love. I did not know how to handle what was happening to me and what I was feeling because I NEVER felt like this before. It was not sex that turned me on to him, it was this strange and wonderful vibe that came from him. It made me so high I thought I would lose my mind completely! I now believe In auras because of this beautiful creature and the way he made me feel. But when he did touch me, It made everything I already felt so much more magnified. I knew If I told anybody how I was feeling they would just say I am crazy or that I am making it up. So I used my artwork as a way to communicate my frustration and my feelings while trying to forget about him. But I could not forget about him, I would see him in my dreams and my body would hurt, missing him and his touch. He was so sweet and kind and such a real gentleman, perfect, to me. He is gone now, I am too much of a strange stranger for him. And just my luck, I was born in the wrong body too. I could never be the beautiful asian woman that he really desires.
While he would have a little fun with me, I would never be the woman he calls his wife or partner. It has been a long time, and STILL I want him and need him, and he is stuck in my head and my heart. I mourn for that natural surprise feeling of bliss and passion that I felt with him. I ask god and the spirits everyday to heal me and help me to stay strong through my hurt heart. I learned from my crazy and strange experience with my emotions that true love cannot be forced or created even with love magic. Any man can put himself inside you and tell you lies, touch you and then leave you, but LOVE and the real thing, is RARE. And true love, the experience, the feeling, that no drug or drink can even bring you to, is rarer than the rarest Ruby!