Until recently Aja' s acrylic and pastel paintings were not widely available for puchase. They were a ecret garden in her home ...Aja's paintings are living breathing organic life forms and thay have let her know for years they only leave at the perfect time and with the perfect person... The few of her many paintings that she has sold through the years have been bought in magical synchronicitous ways that have deeply touched her and the purchaser's heart. The paintings in Aja's secret garden have evolved like her... Recently, Aja was told by all her acrylics to add greater radiance and sparkle to them, and she was told by All her paintings to add a small Goddess figure by her signature. (Aja has not yet taken new photos of her paintings but these changes can be seen on zoom.) After making these changes Aja knew for she could feel in her soul, and her paintings told her ... her cosmic journey with them was now complete, and her living breathing oragnic life form paintings were ready to leave her and move into their new, beautiful, high vibrational homes!
By the waters in the dark cave I lie. I am the Artist who dreams at the forgotten well of love, and rises from her dreams to begin. My fingers spread like flames, shapes glow on the walls of the cave as I paint. I am the Artist who paints visions passionately! Feeling color in a new way. The invisible side of color, light planted in the jeweled core.
I am the Artist who frees what is under, what is below, what is beyond. I am the Artist who receives new worlds in the darkness, and declares her visions complete. My instincts like diamonds cutting through disbelief. I am the Artist who lights up the darkness with inspiration, and merges with the beauty I see. I am the Artist who dances in the divine illumination each day a little more, as I paint.
Along the cave’s spiraling path upwards, I proceed. I am the Artist who comes out of the cave, eventually. I rub my eyes in the sun and people ask me, Who are you? Where do you come from? I am the Artist who creates a new language when I answer them. I am the Artist who loves, instead of fears. I am the Artist who begins her work here. Remember, my friends, with a paintbrush of fire, we express desire, with a paintbrush of wind, we experience vast visions, with a paintbrush of water, we are the ocean’s sons and daughters, with a paintbrush of earth, we caress the bones of birth. I am the Artist who loves, instead of fears. I am the Artist who begins her work here. I am the Artist who dreams at the forgotten well of love, and rises from her dreams to begin!