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VervicaRecai

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Member Since: 06/24/2008

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Can You Medal in Olympics Trivia? taken 14 days ago

Silver Medal

How Creative of an Artist Are You? taken 2 months ago

Very Creative

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October 07

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September 26

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About Me:: I am a British citizen currently staying in my native country of St. Lucia. Sadly there are little to no opportunities for either visual or performance arts here in St. Lucia. Many talented artists find it difficult to truly express their art form. Many artists from directors to painters find that they must take an alternate job in order to sustain a comfortable lifestyle while still perusing the arts. Materials in St. Lucia are very expensive and they are not of the best quality. There is only one outlet in St. Lucia that sells Paints of various mediums. Most Artists who can afford it import their materials. Those are the artists who are up enough on the ladder to have their work displayed in the galleries on the island. Other folks open their own locally themed art shacks. These Galleries an Artist rely mostly on the Tourist industry, from displaying in Hotels to vending from stores. The local population takes very little interest in the arts of St. Lucia nor are they encouraged by the Government or any Art body to take interest. The biggest scene that holds true to that are the local musicians. St. Lucia has no internationally recognized performers. Most of the Artist are into carnival singing. And do not really play any role the rest of the year. As for the visual arts which is my field. I have met with several of the artist with most strength here and they had no advice or even a shred of help that could set me on a path to advancing my company in St. Lucia. After all who would want another bread winner making progress. I have been residing here for almost 8 yrs now and I find that it is time for me to move to Greener pastures. Over the years my skills have evolved to include: Craft of all materials including using power tools. Murals Fabric painting and clothing design Paper painting in all mediums Accessory creations Poetry Songs Magazine article design Indoor decoration That’s one advantage of having been here. I have explored all possible creative outlets here to the benefit of my skills ST. LUCIA IS IN THE WEST INDIES A TINY TROPICAL CARIBBEAN ISLAND, P.S. ITS A GREAT PLACE TO VISIT, JUST NOT FOR THE ASPIRING ARTIST SUCH AS MYSELF.
Hobbies:: Reading, Eating Out, Theater, Astronomy, Family time, Making art, Outdoor Activities, Photography, Cooking, Live Music, Knitting, Watching Films, Watching TV, Pets, Collecting, Sports, Exercising, Traveling, Gaming
Favorite Movies:: Ancient and Myth based
Favorite TV Shows:: Cartoons
Favorite Music:: Consciouse

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wsalvatore

22 days ago

3296 comments

Thanks for adding me. Wayne
jennierrenee

about 1 month ago

6584 comments

I just wanted to say Hi. Jennifer
VervicaRecai

3 months ago

208 comments

May the dreamer never be alone. Stay a while or chant for relief from the expanding cosmos of forces and spirits, go down thy lane and look back no more for some day, I may return to a home changed to all my destiny’s desires. The light reflects back no sorrow, yet no light there be only the shadows that try haunting and chasing one back to the cave of backwardness. Will you wander away to my Paradise, Oh Peace from the illusions? It has yet been found. Trace elements with me and we say no longer the things we once did. Sail the never ending adventure of the infinity ocean. At the end. It is invisible yet unknowing it is there. Waiting for the intelligent life form to make never seen waves of change across its abundant face. The close of day, do we appreciate, or do we wish to wander the never ending paths of night unsatisfied with the work of day. Turn into Zombies at night. Seeking treasures from the vast volt of the brain. This night I say is for the all seeing eye of The One who never shows at day break. Who leaves one empty. No solace comes from this land. Only from within. Abundant yet empty are the days and cold are the nights despite the searing heat of the Sahara. A never ending struggle to show white lights behind a black screen of taunting shadows. What is the point when one may never leave defense. A never ending court case where the people have no faces only scowls of expert critics. A mirage which is neither real nor fake. Supported by the mind of the dreamer within me. Pardon me Gods, for the lights will ever show. Wherever more over May the dreamer never is alone. It is unfolding unknown like the infinity sheet of space. Will you ever speak, or is silence a comforter. A blanket from the noise of destruction-reality. Tell me some day. Explain away my mystery. What I know is enough, yet what I don’t know is intriguing. The light comes from the crown the need to learn cast things out of their shadows and drives ignorance back into the very cave from which I’ve been freed. Now from the cave to expand the properties of knowledge to shine the rainbow across the canvas of the Infinity Ocean A lifetime plus to savor the creators living hands to dream and evolve worlds and worlds of Galaxies the power of God is at my finger tips. The power to transform any substance into Art into Life into Beauty. Immortalized are the works of mine hands.
jennierrenee

3 months ago

6584 comments

Thank you for the comment. Jennifer
Schulteis

3 months ago

778 comments

Partner in Rhyme
TheOtherHalf

3 months ago

1266 comments

thanks for taking the time to read my about me...where exactly do you live??
cacoffield87

3 months ago

714 comments

thanks for the post, i appreciate the compliments...now just give me some time to look over your work, i'm looking forward to it
VervicaRecai

3 months ago

208 comments

Story

There onto a mount by the sea, there not lost but gained was a story so great that mine hands have yet to compose a beginning. And yet I wander from where could such an idea, emerge from to roll to the very depths of the ocean. Where canyons vanish into black. Strange creatures infested depths. Or to sketch and consume the vast unstable, changing universe. Where will the tail emerge, if there be no head. A story to compose a tale to finish. Waves bobbing on the Ocean for where will they head. Yet it seemed the writing I once held were of consequence, to the mirror of this story. To write of the foolish ways of ones heart. At the top I sat, I thought, if only for a while, can they go, can they come. Do the writings on the wall hold meaning. To clear or not. Vast equations, multiplied, times by what? And if so how? When the middle is around will I climb the Tale continue or to fall to crush beneath a weight immense. The one I hold no control over. The only one I truly wish to conquer. The ever changing face of self. Like hundreds and thousands of leaves on one tree swaying and changing with time. That has yet been dispelled. I know of. The mission a task a risk. I dare not take for I wish to remain as the child beholding life for all the colours of truth, the peace of dream and possibilities. I dare not take. There was once a time when missions were for the sake of the peace at heart to philosophies a world of generations. Alas new emotions revealed and the plot was lost. Script-director pulled at her hair, frustrated. What had gone wrong. Where had those foolish thoughts come from. The camps are lost. No hills between for it was lost. Vast empty silence. As missions are failed. All weakened, inspiration gone. A run I must make to end this sentence. For vast empty silence must not remain. A mission revoked a silence to end.
For such a compromise to the script has been made. Script-director alas sigh at knowledge of this, Gaps are filled in. For volcanoes destroy, and she rebuilds. Where the ocean met land there new land meets ocean. And as a volcano builds also, new parties agree. Treaties exchange as missions. The like minded Genius. To build the empire of Soul
VervicaRecai

3 months ago

208 comments

I love my country its a great place to visit, but unfortunately for the entrepreneurial artist its a shame
brokencolor

3 months ago

4056 comments

Thank you for the invite and comment. I like your work and the insight about St. Lucia.
anastacia

3 months ago

988 comments

Awesome portfolio, Vervica. I can't wait to see more.
JINGS714

3 months ago

480 comments

You are fabulously diverse at your craft....captivating and fearless. Thank you, for the invite & the inspiration.
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anjo

3 months ago

60 comments

thank you!!
creativeclaudia

3 months ago

1166 comments

Blessings artful and otherwise onward to you...may you find love, joy and peace in your journeys.
topnotch

3 months ago

590 comments

Hi! Thank you for the add!