At the end of the day- inside intimate spaces. - - Scenes from when the sun was about to go down, awaiting in patience, for the sun light to come back, in just a few hours. And perhaps it’s because my hand tends to tremble when I type, that
New on orlyavineri.substack.com To read and listen to…about mud cakes, and the essence of ‘making’.. 🤎🖤🤎
I just received the wonderful news that the workshop next month on Whidbey Island, Washington, will take place once again at the Pacific Rim Institute. I love this spacious place for us!!! The @pacificriminstitute is focused on environmental and
A start of a poem by Rebecca Hazelton. “Before the war leaned in and blew out the candles, there were many long days where lovers called themselves lovers and a house was a dream but also four walls, a roof…”
Every time we make something, we speak our hearts once more. We restore a sense of safety to our bodies, after we lost it in those times we haven’t made anything.
On the train we swapped seats, you wanted the window and I wanted to look at you. ~Mahmoud Darwish
Nothing is higher, than the desire, to be fully known by one, and the wish to know one, fully. Deeply. And to love and be loved, anyway.
Still this summer, at my place, in the Willamette Valley, in Oregon… Completely new and open for registration. orlyavineri.com/workshops Please join me 🙏🏻🤎
There is no beauty, if it doesn’t show some of the terribleness of life. ~Marlene Dumas
Nothing is harder on the soul than the smell of dreams while they’re evaporating. ~ Mahmoud Darwish
Always Almost To read and listen to this morning. orlyavineri.substack.com Inspired by Amy @unburied_eulogies 🙏🏻🖤
-The partial wall, part 3 of 3 Standing behind the red embroidered veil. My cousin too, the one raised by mother. I was so young and understood nothing, specifically about why I was taken to that tent by my father. Now I understand something. He wa
Come, explore with me: Minimalism, mixed media style, next month in beautiful Whidbey Island in WA, where meadows meet the sea. orlyavineri.com/workshops @pnwas
-The wall, part 2 of 3 Hanging on it by ‘paper tape’: A lion next to another, taking minimal and liminal space, and a dried up, gaping pod, perhaps one seed left in it, from last year’s Golden Rain tree.
-The wall, part 1 of 3 Could it be true about most makers: Makers of films, of written and visual stories, makers of music, and of movement, that it’s often about an unrestrained need to guard a fragile and grieving inner world? About transf
The deepest loss, a stubborn sorrow, often becomes a purpose, a fierce devotion. A beautiful gift to others. And beauty? An effort to learn where people truly ‘come from’, rather than from being harsh commentators, close observers and d
In two weeks Text & Texture in Taos, New Mexico, with @leighannalight and me. And then again, in another place, in the ideal location for Text & Texture, the last time. In January, 2027 Where if not in Oaxaca, Mexico? Come with us.. orlya
Throwback Thursday. A sweet memory appeared. From when I visited my beautiful friend Katie’s home then, by the Tahuya River in WA. This was her old garage/ storage/ studio/ library/ greenhouse. No car parked. A whole world onto itself, a
What She Is Not New this morning On orlyavineri.substack.com To read and listen to Come visit me there I’d love that. 🤎🩵🤎