Art
Sanna On Creating The New (A Transcript)
From one of Sanna’s lives:
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It’s not easy to operate from your High Feminine because there’s literally no one that you can follow.
There’s no one that you can look to for answers in your particular field.
There’s no one that you can go to for comfort or confirmation that what you know is actually true.
You are operating completely blindly, operating from the unknown and in the unknown, and you’re literally pulling things in from the nothing, which is exactly where your High Feminine thrives.
What you’re here to do, what you’re here to say, what you’re here to create, has not been created before.
It has never been accessed before in the depth and the clarity and the cleanness that you’re here to access it.
Which is why it takes most people lifetimes, if ever, before they actually access their thing.
Which is why there are so few people out there who have actually ever created anything completely new.
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Mandyland Feature | Itaru Shimamura
My favourite pieces from Itaru Shimamura.
Images from Itaru’s instagram.
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The Process (Mandy Bite)
Love Letters (Poem)
my being writes
ahead of my life
love letters
from me
to me
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Every Piece Talks (An Essay)
Each piece tells me exactly what to do with it.
The when, the where, the what, the how.
The size, the colour(s), the shape, the length.
Where to begin.
And where to end.
It’s not my place to ask questions.
I listen and obey.
I always do what I’m told to do.
And that’s the art I make.
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The Intimate Gallery of Us (An Essay)
as he and i deepen exponentially
it inevitably eclipses that which doesn’t hit as deep
there’s been this narrowing
a honing in
a natural devotion to THIS
and last night
a stunning and mind blowing masterpiece
was added to the intimate gallery of us
and all i knew was stay here
because here with him
is truth
and when i left his place to go dancing
to be the Mandy i’ve always been
i left this man
for the very first time
as his
and he
as mine
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My Two Cents (Mandy Bite)
Who care if no one likes it?
Who cares if no one gets it?
Is it true?
Is it you?
That’s enough.
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L'umanità Contro Il Male (Visual Diary)
Humanity Against Evil / L'umanità Contro Il Male (1906) by Italian artist, Gaetano Cellini (1873-1937).
At the base of the sculpture, it reads (in Italian): “Thus I’ll extirpate using my teeth and nails / the eternal pain that stings my heart.”
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Creation Mode (Mandy Bite)
Beyond The Orgasm (An Essay)
He doesn’t care about the orgasm.
Like me, he’s here for the experience.
SEX over sex.
Always.
Even when it includes sex or the orgasm.
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A Dance Of Two Who Are Moving As One (An Essay)
I wanted to start this post with, “I had the best SEX ever last night.”
Because that’s how I describe whatever truly hits my spot.
The best (fill in the blank) ever.
Because in the moment, that’s how it feels.
Floating in heaven.
Nothing can top THIS.
But more accurately, it’s just another delicious experience of presence and truth which always feels like heaven.
Yummy.
Delicious.
Swoon.
And as we played, it was so quiet.
So still.
Even amongst the sounds and movements.
It was the most natural dance with another.
With myself.
Through the other who is me.
A dance so fluid I didn’t notice the moves.
I only felt the dance.
I can’t even say that the SEX keeps getting better, deeper, richer…
because that would imply it was less so the first night and that wasn’t the case at all.
We moved beautifully and seamlessly and magically then as well.
Because presence in the NOW is as deep as it gets.
Playing for the first time EVERY time.
Why show up for less?
We’ve never replicated previous scenes.
Nor have we tried to create one.
Art is made in the moment.
Last night, another masterpiece.
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A Little Switcheroo (An Essay)
As of late, I’ve been floating further away from form.
And last night it became clear that the platform / vehicle through which I was intending to showcase my upcoming collection, was no longer a fit.
Any sense of restriction,
containment,
management,
anything based on time…
any reliance on another or a thing in any way…
feels too dense / too heavy / too cluttered for me.
I need things as light and seamless and Mandy as can be.
And…
I’ve created so much art and beauty this year.
So much went on behind the scenes.
So much that’s been waiting for the perfect home.
I can’t wait to bring you up to speed.
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A Treasure I Gift Myself (Poem)
he is my creation
like every other thing
a treasure i gift myself
as i fall deeper into me
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Can You Meet Me Here? (An Essay)
even with a new lover
the zero point is what i’m after
it’s:
can you meet me here
in the place where i reside
when i offer no bridge
when everything false is denied
and…
(not) surprisingly,
he can
because he’s empty
present
open
true
the most beautiful canvas
to create something new
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Black Hole Magic (Mandy Bite)
You Are The Piece (One Minute Clip)
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You Already Know That Ain't It (An Essay)
You can feel when something is true and when it’s laced with something false.
If there is hesitation, confusion, muddiness, defensiveness…
a reaction to something or someone instead of a stand alone work of art…
there’s some cleaning up to do.
On your end.
Not theirs.
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Cleaning The Inner And The Outer (An Essay)
internal and external cleaning
is a constant refinement
an endless clearing
a seamless dance with matter
and there’s always a sigh of pleasure as i take in what i’ve created
experiencing this ‘new’ space for the very first time
feeling so much lighter and lovelier than when i visited last
more pure
more ME
stripped even further of debris
it’s a forever job
tending to one’s inner and outer home
or rather a living work of art
each stage
a masterpiece
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Art Without Touching A Thing (An Essay)
when someone writes something ‘off’ on a post
or says something ‘off’ on a call
(‘off’ meaning energetically inaccurate)
i use that glitch in a piece of my own
to address and ‘correct’ what was ‘off’
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