What a strange night. I was talking in my sleep. I remember thinking to myself, Faith, you're sleeping, be quiet. But at one point I just gave in and kept pointing and yelling at some person in my dream.
I don't usually do trigger warnings because I expect people to only click on a survivor's site if they are in a space to read whatever might pop up. However, this time I must warn you there is strong detail in this dream concerning the sexual abuse and sexual conditioning of a boy by his father. ...continue reading "Dream: A Father’s Creation"
Art details: Orange rays and white beams meet in the red sky. Down the middle grows an old oak tree where two red birds (cardinals) and a raven swirl between the branches above a solid white figure. From the figure extends points of light. Her hands reach up to the branches and grow into them. Two blue figures have fallen from the sky; they've joined the merge as well. ...continue reading "She waited as long as she could"
Caught in the rain, little Ariel walks home without an umbrella. Through thick woods she walks and walks until a tiny sprout pops up right on her head. A few steps more and pop, pop, pop, sprouts appear all the more until finally she becomes part of the scenery.
Art Title: Ariel knew it would rain Art by: Faith Magdalene Austin Medium: 4.5 x 7 heavy weight paper, colored pencil, marker, sealed, mounted