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Part Deux: New Art for November 6th: Vote Illustrations

Here are three more sketches for the upcoming election. I hope this encourages you to vote with compassion for all and to keep environmental sustainability in mind. That is what we desperately need here in the USA.

roll the vote wheelchair art

vote brian kemp governor cartoon

boom box ballot box vote illustration


I’m an artist and writer with a focus on art therapy. If you would like to support my heart work, please consider becoming a monthly patron on Patreon.com/Loviedo. For $1 a month, you can fund programs like my D.I.Y. Therapy: Healing Depression E-course, my monthly “Radical” e-zine and other creative healing projects, like “Cultivating Radical Self-Love: A Collaboration of Healers, Artists & Writers“.

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New Art for November 6th: Vote Illustrations – Part One

Here are a few sketches for the upcoming election. I hope this encourages you to vote with compassion for all and to keep environmental sustainability in mind. That is what we desperately need here in the USA.

vote progress illustration

 

peace sign vote illustration

 

intersectional hair illustration


I’m an artist and writer with a focus on art therapy. If you would like to support my heart work, please consider becoming a monthly patron on Patreon.com/Loviedo. For $1 a month, you can fund programs like my D.I.Y. Therapy: Healing Depression E-course, my monthly “Radical” e-zine and other creative healing projects, like “Cultivating Radical Self-Love: A Collaboration of Healers, Artists & Writers“.

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“Blooming Rage” a Poem on Día De Los Muertos by Daisy Salinas

Art by Karla Camacho.

Blooming Rage,
My ancestors pillaged and raped.
Blooming Rage,
The trauma buried deep within.
The screams, punches, blood, the ripping hairs.
The kicking, broken glass and wails.
500 years of rage.
These seeds will grow, this rage will bloom until women inherit this world.
This pain will not be for nothing.
This pain will not be for nothing.
Because my ancestors lived my worst nightmares
So that I could live their dreams.
With the opportunity to choose a life for me.
Blooming Rage,
So colorful – yellow, blue, and pink leaves blooming from my heart and fingertips.
Blowing in these chilled cold winds for thousands of years.
Until the breeze awakens them.
The descendants.
So that their hearts are a little less heavy, a little less heavy.
Blooming rage,
This is not the way the world is supposed to be.
A tear in time, they came in ships,
The sky ripped open and greed consumed this beautiful mother.
It’s up to us, the
people, to not fail her or fail each other.
Blooming Rage,
These ocean tides make my leaves blow even harder.
Blooming Rage,
I used to hate you.
I used to think your anger was slowly drowning me.
But now I realize it is the only thing keeping me alive and breathing.
Praying for that same clean air that my ancestors breathed and clean water that they used to heal their wounds.
The healing is my medicine.
The anger is my armor.
They cannot take our rage, our seeds are growing and only blooming stronger.
Blooming Rage,
No, it will never stop until women inherit this earth as it was always meant to.


Daisy Salinas is a Xicana feminist punk zinester (Muchacha Fanzine), musician (Frijolera Riot), activist, curator, and poet (Wake-Up!). She started the quarterly decolonial feminist punk fest “Xingonas in the Pit” with the purpose of promoting punk as an act of resistance and self-sufficiency for people of color. Her goal for the third Xingonas in the Pit: “Black and Brown Punk Fest TX” is to build a safe space for punks of color to reclaim their identities, their art, and their collective liberation. She recently made history/herstory with the first Black and Brown Punk Fest in San Antonio, Texas, USA.

Karla Camacho creates original prints, paintings and handmade pottery made with love. Originaria de Jalisco, Mexico based in Long Beach, CA.. She is creating work that meets at the intersections of my genderqueer, migrant, Latinx identities. Find her on Etsy.com/shop/artdekarla and Instagram.com/art_dekarla.


ImpowerYou supports independent women/womyn, poc, and queer artists. Thank you for reading. 

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Autumn Vase – New Art

Autumn in southern California isn’t like the majority of North America. We have less obvious changes. Despite popular belief, some plants and trees do hibernate, but not all at once and not all have such colorful transformations. Plus, as a semi-tropical climate, we often have our hottest days in October. So, having a hot pumpkin spice latte while hiking through the mountains is less appealing.

Spending last autumn in the Northeast of Massachusetts, Connecticut, and Maryland reminded me of how autumn can be so strikingly beautiful and so cold, in different latitudes. I really enjoyed the large expanse of hills changing colors into oranges, reds and yellows. It was a feast for my eyes. While working in Wareham, Massachusetts, I created this autumn bouquet on the banks of a river by an old red barn. This art is part of my adventure of traveling for eight months in a row. You can read more about my travels and how I could afford to be gone that long on a starving artist salary here.

It is the print and postcard of the month that I mailed to patrons of my work on Patreon.com/Loviedo. If you are in the USA and would like to receive art in the mail each month, join me there! I also write poetry. As you can see one of my patrons has signed up to receive an art postcard and an illustrated poem in their mail each month. I offer many options and budgets for patrons to choose so I definitely recommend checking it out.


I’m an artist and writer with a focus on art therapy. If you would like to support my heart work, please consider becoming a monthly patron on Patreon.com/Loviedo. For $1 a month, you can fund programs like my D.I.Y. Therapy: Healing Depression E-course, my monthly “Radical” e-zine and other creative healing projects, like “Cultivating Radical Self-Love: A Collaboration of Healers, Artists & Writers“.

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Quotes and Books for the Grieving Process

Two years ago I was researching death and grief for my book Jody’s Garden. I recently stumbled over some notes that reminded me of how little our society respects grief and how we attempt to ignore death as part of our journey. Below are a few quotes from books that stood out in my research. If you are dealing with death or grief, I hope this give you some sort of healing.

“I am not advocating that humor should cover up grief or that laughter need replace tears. It is important to grieve the loss of a loved one. Unresolved grief often causes problems down the road. What I am saying is that laughter and tears are both valid in the dying and grieving process.” Allen Klein In the Face of Death and Dying.

“…it certainly seems time to move beyond our current habit of using untested theories to create lengthy and agonizing models for loss, ones that I believe have created more fear and anxiety about the experience.” Ruth Davis Koigsberg, The Truth About Grief: The Myth f it’s Five Stages and the New Science of Loss.

“Sometimes we need help to break through our decorum, In many parts of the world, professionals are hired to cry at funerals. Wailers, usually women, stand by the grave and openly grieve, their high cries a kind of ululation, spread among the mourners until they too break down.” Eve Joseph, In the Slender Margin: The Intimate Strangeness of Death and Dying.

Let it go or talk it out. Whichever method is best for you. Grief is an opportunity to heal wounds, settle feuds, let go of anger so that you can heal. Grief is frustrating because it is so final. You might be angry and you are allowed to feel that way. Find ways to forgive the transgressions of your loved ones, before or after death. At least try.

Thank you for subscribing to my blog. I hope you find the content helpful as you walk through this interesting world.


 

I’m an artist and writer on a mission to bring healing arts into the mainstream. If you would like to support my heart work, please consider becoming a monthly patron on Patreon.com/Loviedo. For $1 a month, you can fund programs like my D.I.Y. Therapy: Healing Depression E-course, my monthly “Radical” e-zine and other creative healing projects, like “Cultivating Radical Self-Love: A Collaboration of Healers, Artists & Writers“.

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How to Tell if a Woman is a Bitch

It’s not always easy to spot a bitch, but once you know what to look for it becomes easier to identify, label and put a woman in a box.
1. She stands up for herself and others. Think Harriet Tubman or Wilma Mankiller.
2. She doesn’t care about your opinion of how she should dress or that you want her to smile. Think Serena Williams or Angelina Jolie.
3. She is comfortable with her sexuality, even if it doesn’t exist in a standard form.
4. She is a feminist who publicly speaks for equality. Think Margaret Cho or Jessica Williams.
Now you now how to spot a bitch. What did I miss? Leave a comment below about how you are a bitch or a bitch you admire.
 I have a seesaw relationship with “bitch”. I don’t like the negative connotations, but at the same time it offends me less and less as I really don’t care about a word holding that much power over me. I get called a bitch when I’m walking down the street and ignore the men who sexually harass me. I get called a bitch by internet trolls when I speak for compassion, and by men who don’t understand my NO is as valid as their yes. I was often called a bitch in school when I stood up for myself or talked back to boys and girls. So, yes I am a bitch most of the time and I have no problem with that.

You deserve to love yourself completely, totally, fully as much as anyone does. Keep healing and I will hold your heart in my heart. If you desire extra support to stay on top of your self-care practice, check out my 30 day challenge Dive Deeper Into Self-Care.


I’m an artist and writer with a focus on art therapy. If you would like to support my heart work, please consider becoming a monthly patron on Patreon.com/Loviedo. For $1 a month*, you can fund programs like my D.I.Y. Therapy: Healing Depression E-course, my monthly “Radical” e-zine and other creative healing projects, like “Cultivating Radical Self-Love: A Collaboration of Healers, Artists & Writers“.

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Short Hair and Freedom: Releasing What I Don’t Need

Releasing things that no longer serve me. I took scissors to my long locks last week. I just don’t need long hair anymore. I don’t need long hair to feel feminine, to look pretty, to take care of. This is a freedom I’ve yet to experience. I just put on a headband or wrap and I’m out the door. I’ve always loved my hair, but I needed a change.

It’s been a summer of letting go. I let go of devaluing my work by giving it for free. Now I charge what I’m worth. Wow what a difference that makes! 


I let go of friends who said they loved me, but blew me off after I visited them in the hospital when others didn’t, and friends who called me their bff and didn’t even say goodbye when they moved. I don’t even feel sad because I know they aren’t really friends, just beautiful people I met on this journey.  I am not their priority and they are no longer mine.


I let go of the worn out habit of putting others before myself and I’ve never felt better. I feel loved, supported and valued by myself and my true friends and family. I wish everyone could feel this way. Thank you to all who respect me with your words and actions. I hope you feel supported by me in the same way.

What do YOU need to release? How can YOU give yourself more freedom to focus on what is truly important?
Peace and hugs, Leah


I’m an artist and writer with a focus on art therapy. If you would like to support my heart work, please consider becoming a monthly patron on Patreon.com/Loviedo. For $1 a month, you can fund programs like my D.I.Y. Therapy: Healing Depression E-course, my monthly “Radical” e-zine and other creative healing projects, like “Cultivating Radical Self-Love: A Collaboration of Healers, Artists & Writers“.

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Prints, Postcards and Handwritten Poetry

I love mailing art and handwritten poetry to my fans each month. Since a lot of my days are spent staring at a screen, it is fulfilling to physically put together and mail packages.  Do you still use snail mail?

If you like my art and want to receive prints, postcards or poetry; each month join me on Patreon.com/Loviedo.


You deserve to love yourself completely, totally, fully as much as anyone does. Keep healing and I will hold your heart in my heart. If you desire extra support to stay on top of your self-care practice, check out my 3 month challenge: Dive Deeper Into Self-Care.

I’m an artist and writer with a focus on art therapy. If you would like to support my heart work, please consider becoming a monthly patron on Patreon.com/Loviedo. For $1 a month*, you can fund programs like my D.I.Y. Therapy: Healing Depression E-course, my monthly “Radical” e-zine and other free creative healing projects, like “Cultivating Radical Self-Love: A Collaboration of Healers, Artists & Writers“.

*You can also receive also receive art in the mail for a higher contribution.

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Effervesent Blue Sparks – New Art

Blue has always been one of my favorite colors. I couldn’t resist photographing these random canyon spray paint jobs. One was on an old tree trunk and the other the metal cover of the sewer system. I don’t know who painted them or why, but they sure are beautiful.

“Blue Sparks” abstract paint on wood by Leah Oviedo

Order an 8×10 matted print for $28 (US) by sending a message though my contact page.


“Effervescence” abstract spray paint on metal by Leah Oviedo

*Order an 8×10 matted print for $28 (US) by sending a message though my contact page.

I love to use repurposed materials in my art. Zero-waste or as close to possible is my goal! I love to paint, but much prefer to salvage in my neighborhood for material and inspiration. If you make zero-waste or eco-friendly art, please comment below. If it fits with my theme, I will feature you here on my blog. 

Peace and hugs, Leah 


I’m an artist and writer with a focus on art therapy. If you would like to support my heart work, please consider becoming a monthly patron on Patreon.com/Loviedo. For $1 a month, you can fund programs like my D.I.Y. Therapy: Healing Depression E-course, my monthly “Radical” e-zine and other creative healing projects, like “Cultivating Radical Self-Love: A Collaboration of Healers, Artists & Writers“.

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Walking Downtown in Broad Daylight

This is what it’s like to be a tween girl and realize that in our culture, your body doesn’t belong to you.
I understood this when I was in the 5th grade and noticed adult men leering at me, even when I was with my mom or brother, people that I was supposed to feel safe with, I didn’t. I felt exposed and embarrassed.
I have taught self-defense for seven years now. I feel safer to walk alone at night and in shorts. Yet, even just two weeks ago when it was 90 degrees and I chose to wear shorts, I was sexually harassed by a much older man. He was DISGUSTING. I had headphones in my ears to appear as if I wasn’t listening, but I could hear all the gross things he mentioned wanting to do to me. This was not a safe area. I did not feel safe in telling him chinga te. So I waited for the light to change and crossed the street. My stomach felt sick and my heart was so angry. I so wanted to hit that man, but I knew that if I did, I could be considered the assaulter and be arrested. Or worse, he could have hurt me. He was a large man. So I ignored him.
On the same walk at the same time, another younger man was following me on my scooter vying for my attention trying to start a conversation. I ignored him. He wasn’t saying anything rude. but it was clear by the third block I wasn’t talking to him. So at that moment he said ” I know you can hear me” and scootered off. It was annoying, but I wasn’t in the mood to have a conversation with him about how to leave women alone when they are not interested.
It is exhausting being female in this sexist culture we all contribute to creating. This is why I rarely say hello to men when I am walking. It’s why i always try to make eye contact with other women. It’s why I was uncomfortable and often fearful for most of my life to be alone in public. It’s why I don’t have any close straight male friends. I just don’t trust men. Why would I after decades of being sexually harassed?

 If you desire extra support in transforming your life, check out my Dive Deeper Self-Care Challenge.

I’m an artist and writer with a focus on art therapy. If you would like to support my heart work, please consider becoming a monthly patron on Patreon.com/Loviedo. For $1 a month*, you can fund programs like my D.I.Y. Therapy: Healing Depression E-course, my monthly “Radical” e-zine and other creative healing projects, like “Cultivating Radical Self-Love: A Collaboration of Healers, Artists & Writers“.

*You can also receive also receive art in the mail for $12 per month.