Call Me Wilde - Mini Paintings Series

I was curious what it would feel like to paint to the rhythm of my music -- to pretend my canvas was a drum and the paintbrushes were drumsticks. Click play and paint to the beat, dance it out with paint! This is what the music looks like when you convert it into something tangible; music illustration.

I knew I would feel the pressure of time, a rush to paint finish the painting before the end of the song. To make my work easier, I laid out the paint brushes and opened the paint cans ahead of time so I could just reach for them and not fiddle around and lose precious painting time. I only had 3 minutes and 30 seconds for each canvas. I played the song four times so we now have four 4x4" canvases. Interesting isn't it how the paintings came from the same source of inspiration and were created in the same fashion, in the same moment, and yet they are so different. The song I'm painting to is "Call Me Wilde" -- the 9th track on my album "The Sound of Freedom".

Each time I replayed the song and started painting a new canvas, I also moved my camera tripod to a new location so I could capture this paint adventure from four different angles. The whole project took me about 30 minutes and I spent about and hour and half editing the video on my computer. This creation experience was really satisfying because it came to life so quickly. I had the idea for this project on my drive home at night and it was manifested, brought to life, vision accomplished, by breakfast the next morning! I felt in my body that it was a beautiful idea and I needed to act on it right away. Don't let yourself sit on those good ideas. Take action immediately before the momentum of inspiration fades.

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This project celebrates how limitation gives you freedom! I limited myself to a small tiny canvas. When you paint on large canvas you can spread out and take up space. If you make something beautiful you can leave it and move on to the next open area. When you're painting on tiny area of space you have to make critical decisions like, "am I going to paint over this pretty part?....because I'm running out of room!" Limiting space means I had to make decisions and let go of pretty parts. Painting is all about letting go. Creating anything is about letting go. I had to be okay with whatever the final product looked like. Half way through the song I had created a pretty picture; the canvas looked amazing after 1 minute of painting and I was afraid of messing it up by continuing to paint. But the rules of the game were to paint until the end of the song. Keep painting. I ran out of room and so I had to paint over the top of something that was pretty. It was heartbreaking but I forced myself to let go of my attachment to the outcome. Just keep painting.

I also had to be a complete work of art (from zero to sixty) in the length of one song. I was nervous as the song came to the final seconds. What if I don't like how the painting looks yet? Quickly!!!!! Fix it!!! What if my final stroke fucks the whole thing up?! These were the worries I had to face while painting these canvases. These are the life lessons we have to face all the time, right?

We're all afraid of messing up and making rushed fearful decisions that change the course of our lives or afraid that we're going to get stuck somewhere or run out of time. All real concerns for us humans. Facing these challenges through artwork is a low risk way to process and strengthen our decision making abilities. It carries over into the rest of our lives.

So, my friend. What vision is in your head today? How can you take immediate action today to bring that vision to life? What life lessons are you learning through your artwork? Throw paint everywhere! No starting plans. Just dive in and discover what flows out of you as if flows out of you. Thank you for hanging out with me for a moment. I hope something here helped, inspired or entertained you. ‘

❤ Love, Cha

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CHA🍍WILDE
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Mistakes Make Magic in Your Art Studio

I now have leaves on my paint tent roof. I've got paint rags hanging -- just like brushes, they're covered in paint spits and I love them as little pieces of art. I'm thinking of photographing the rags (and my cardboard paint surfaces) and turning those images into prints or fabric designs for new leggings!! 💕

I settle into my art space (whether it's a studio, a tent or a tiny bedroom, or even a corner of a living room when I'm a guest in someone's house) by gradually filling the space with color. Spot by spot it feels like my own. It's the spills and mistakes that happen accidentally that build up the vibes of the space...not the controlled planned stuff. IT'S THE MISTAKES THAT GIVE MAGIC VIBES TO YOUR ART AND TO THE SPACE YOU'RE CREATING IN. 🖌🍃

Simple little pleasures...like how a colorful rag hangs from the roof are what make the experience of making art so enjoyable. Its these little 'decorations' and tools that make the art space feel like home, familiar, welcoming your creativity to flow. As an artist, mess is a good thing!!! 😘

Loneliness, the New Norm

I felt content for the first time in months.

This is so amazing to be in the company of another person.
Since we’ve been in quarantine, I haven’t been in a room with another person doing our own thing on the same vibe.

We in the same room but they tune out. We’re not on the same vibe.
Being alone is starting to feel normal but no, it’s connection that feels good.

This is what I’ve been longing for; being together.
The solution isn’t a possible solution. Brain is spinning tires.
Social media is the best thing I can do to find my friends but it’s not fulfilling.

People who don’t feel like they fit in with their family go to the corner and they read a book by someone who understands them.

Being out of dancing, has led to that extreme lonely feeling. If anyone talks about it, it hurts. I’m protecting the thing that hurts the most. I get a pang of pain when you say the loneliness is coming up. Release.

I’ve almost pocketed up this pain and placed it somewhere in my body, somewhere.

It’s not normal for humans to be in quarantine from each other but we’re adapting.

I’ve felt the absence of ceremony. Oh my god, yes, I’m a human and humans do this stuff together.

Would I come out here and do this stuff alone?

When I’m doing with a friend it’s sacred and beautiful. When I’m doing it alone, because I want to be alone, it’s sacred and beautiful. But if I’m doing it alone and wishing I had a friend with me, it’s kind of tragic. I’m coping. I’m upholding this.

When we’re in ceremony together, we’re giving energy to each other.
Oh thank you, so you do want to be a part of it.

I desire the company of people who want to create the same thing.

Sure, I cans how you but it’s not the same thing as getting lost it in with somebody.

You’re bringing something familiar to each other.

If it feels abnormal to be so alone right now, that is normal. The quarantine has led us to this place of adapting and if you’re feeling the depth of sorrow for missing something, it might human connection in person.

Sitting in silence together.

This quarantine has invited us to put up walls that humans aren’t meant to.

Sharing the same environment, sharing the experience on many levels.

When we were in the water and my feet were in the sand and my thoughts smoked out of me to intertwine with the air.

It was a real cherished time.

Be strong folks, we’re all here.

Take whatever energy we have, put it towards our ceremonies. Sit and feel. Not numbing out.
Learn how to do things by ourselves and comfort ourselves knowing we can share our discoveries and inventions with each other later.

Extra long, extra love.
Have a beautiful day.

LOVE,
Cha + Becca

SHE SKINNY DIPS IN THE UNIVERSE

The Cha Wilde Show · 96: She Skinny Dips In The Universe

I started sharing everything (except for the super secret special things that are moments just for me). All the other stuff though, I just pushed it out there. Keeping it locked inside me was pushing me around too much. I hate being pushed around on the inside. The voices in my head do make me crazy. I let them out and speak them into the air at the right moment and time to the right people in the right place. I speak and they leave me. Suddenly, I’m empty and there is only one voice left. The quiet voice that tells me what to do and I agree. It’s not pushing me to do anything or be different. It’s not convincing me I’m okay or pep talking me. It’s just here with me. We’re just groovy together. All striving ceases. Impressing people, silly now. Racing to keep up, needless. Proving myself, why? What she thinks today will be different tomorrow. What she sells me today, I sold yesterday. Enough of the bullshit. I’m just open now and it all flows through like the rivers from the mountains into the mighty ocean where I plunge when I leap from the cliffs. Fear calls me forward and when I go, we’re groovy. We’re groovy; floating naked in the cool water, adventure in my lungs. I’ve stripped myself down and I like myself raw like this, exposed to the elements for all to see. It’s just me and the trees staring up the stars as they stare down at us. Even with all the eyes on me, I know I am alone forever in this body and frankly, I like it better out here. I’m skinny dipping in life, in this universe I am. No more clothes to cover my soul. Everything knocking on my mind may enter and exit. Let it flow, babe. I’m just here, bobbing on the surface, staring at the clouds. I love the blue sky, don’t you? What a day to be alive and leave it at that!

SHE LOVES HER QUIRKY MAGIC

SHE LOVES HER QUIRKY MAGIC

“I grew up with really frizzy hair.
I always felt really ugly.
I would plan my days around my hair.
I was wasting so much time caring about myself hair and it didn’t even matter.
I had friends but for some reason I still had never accepted myself.
This is who I am.
There’s only one you and it’s beautiful. You’re amazing. You were made perfectly the way you were made to be made.
This world is so magical and when people listen to my music I want them to feel that magical feeling and I hope the people in the community that my music brings in feel accepted by everyone.”
— The Friz @thefrizofficial

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This woman was inspired by my friend and fellow magical female musical producer “The Friz”.
Listen to our full conversation on The Cha Wilde Show (episode 95)
We’re talking about soul callings and waking up every morning obsessed with music.
Flowerz by The Friz (Original Song)
@thefrizofficial on Instagram

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SHE TRUSTS HERSELF

SHE TRUSTS HERSELF

You know what you want. Yes, you do. Confused? Sure. Overwhelmed? Sure. So many options. I understand. How to decide? Stop thinking. Thinking isn’t going to give you an answer, not one you love, not one that satisfies you to the core of your being. You can’t hear yourself when you’re thinking. Too many voices, right?

Pour your coffee. Stare out the window.
Sit with me. Close your eyes. Let’s feel your answer. Wriggly, hard to sit still. I know. Don’t worry.

Who has the answer you’re looking for? Where is it? What are you longing to hear? What if I leaned in and whispered into your ear, right now, the answer you’ve been waiting for, the answer to your askings, desires, longings, strivings? As the coin flips in the air, you know if you want heads or tails. As the air leaves my lips, you know the words you want to hear. Listen to the answer that rises up from below. Listen to your wisdom that sits, steady in your deepness, the quiet seat of your soul.

The definition of trust is “to believe in the reliability, truth, ability, or strength of”. Do you believe in your ability to know what you want? Do you believe in your strength to make your dreams a reality? Do you believe the quiet whisper that only you can hear is the truth for you? Have you been giving yourself the opportunity to be reliable? Reliable for others, sure, that’s almost easier, isn’t it? What about reliable to the little one inside of you, the little one who looked up at the sky and saw dinosaurs and ice cream cones, the little one who wanted to fly to the stars, the little one who wanted to save all the polar bears, the little one who wanted to wear a cape every day forever? Can that little one rely on you? Perhaps, it’s time for you to smile down into your being and sense the truth that has been with you all along. How sweet does trust feel?

If you give yourself only one thing, give yourself trust. Look yourself dead in the heart.
Step boldly into truth. You know what you want.

I LOVE YOU
CHA 🍍 WILDE

WILDE WOMEN (SHE IS WITH ME) - The Story Behind the Project

I’d been in quarantine for two weeks. Little things were irritating me. Divorce was a serious possibility. Never making eye contact with my mom again for the rest of eternity was also highly likely. I was trying to record music and dogs were barking. I was trying to paint outside and mom was mowing the lawn; grass stuck to my canvas. I was starting to feel like a black hole, depressing looming, passive aggressive behavior creeping in. I was losing my shit.

I found a quiet corner of the house, opened the Pinterest app and escaped into daydreams of beautiful places I’d rather be. I stopped scrolling when I saw a photograph of a woman. She was standing in a field facing the sky, hair dangling down her back. I saw openness, freedom, and acceptance. I wanted to feel like that too. So, I sketched her. I drew black ink lines on white cardstock and filled the spaces with watercolor pencils. She was cute. Drawing was relaxing. I went to bed.

The next day, I wanted to feel connected to something good again. I found another woman on Pinterest and drew her too. After seven days of drawing, I had seven women in my hands, each one representing a feeling that had fluttered in me. I could see my internal experience of the week in this visual diary, I had illustrated my emotions, expressed my desires, dreamed a little. I was focusing my powerful mind on the feelings I wanted to bring into my life. It felt good so I kept drawing.

The night after my grandma died from COVID-19, I was up late, sitting in my dad’s big armchair, staring at one of my drawings; a little woman in a pink dress, kneeling on the ground. She seemed to be praying. She reminded me of Burning Man; beautiful women sitting in the dust, communing with the spirit of the playa. Oh, how I long for wilderness and expansive consciousness right now, freedom to roam and explore who I am in new place. As I thought about grandma and wandering in the spiritual desert, words poured into my journal. Sentences were bypassing my mind, going straight through my fingers. I read the message before I could think it. Where were these perfect words coming from? I don’t know, but they keep coming. When I show up, they show up. I draw a new woman and not long after, a paragraph of wisdom saunters into being to accompany her. I seem to be creating a deck of oracle cards.

As my project started growing, curiosity jumped on board. What if you compose a short piece of music for each drawing? Music transplants feels and transports consciousness. Wouldn’t it be beautiful if each little woman had her own soundtrack? Music would bring her to life and suck me deeper into her reality, closer to the feelings I’m longing for, manifesting that state of well being through sound. At this point, those mischievous sisters, creativity and curiosity, can get me to do almost anything. So, there I was at 5am, headphones on, dragging sounds across my laptop screen, candlelight, making music in my parent’s basement. I woke up early for the silence, a rare and precious element in quarantine. Now each woman had a song. I also spoke into the microphone, reading the wise words that had shown up on the page after each drawing.

Tucked in bed, I reached across the pile of drawings on my nightstand and grabbed my phone. Before falling asleep, I’m on my phone scrolling for friendship. We haven’t hugged in weeks. This is getting weird. What is everyone else doing? Another idea pops into my cabin feverish mind. What if I put the drawings on leggings and hoodies and sell them in my online shop? Let’s expand! From bed, on my phone, I design and screenshot my first batch of SHE IS WITH YOU clothing. I post them on Instagram and wait. Does my sketch artwork look awesome or too simple? Waiting… Little hearts pop up and somebody says, “Omg, yaaaass!!! I'm so ready for this🙌🏾 I need one asap, let me know when they're live 💕” This is exciting. Maybe people will really like this project and it will be popular and helpful! I’ll keep going.

I uploaded the drawings, words, music and clothing designs to my website. Hours went by as I edited a video of myself showing off the project, explaining my vision. Medicine for the soul! I nearly threw my computer out the window a few times when the internet was slow. I was racing to get this project out into the world. All my skills were weaving together and I felt so in tune with spirit, creativity lifting my wings into action. As I witnessed the project pieces falling into place with very little planning, just strokes of genius pushing me along, I started daydreaming about my inevitable fame, financial success, the sparkling lights of attention. I was in the midst of creating the next great project, a wildfire series of art that was about to travel the world and touch many lives. How delicious to be at the epicenter! Thank you quarantine for giving me such juicy raw material to work, this will be such a boost to my career! This is the idea I’ve been waiting for. My head was swelling as my stack of drawings thickened. Proud of the countless hours of work behind me, excited to officially launch the project on a Monday morning, I relaxed for a moment. Remind me to never again relax before a big launch. My racing mind screeched to a halt. Dread overtook my body. I grabbed my car keys and bolted.

For an hour, I drove around the valley, speeding away from panic. What was I thinking? ‘SHE IS WITH YOU’ is a dumb name, isn’t it? Will dad feel uncomfortable when he reads my newsletter tomorrow? He’ll be sitting there in his chair when he opens his email. I know he gets the Cha Wilde newsletters. I’m going to announce my project and then mom and dad are both going to know everything I’ve been thinking and feeling for the past few weeks —- the stuff I haven’t shared with them despite the fact we’ve been living in the same house for quarantine. Woah, this is vulnerable.

Do people really want to hear me reading my own writing? My best friends will appreciate it but they like everything I do. What about all those other people? Why would they listen? I’ve gotten way too caught up in this little project. I’ve taken it too seriously. I should just keep these drawings to myself. They aren’t high quality enough to make a deal about them online. I don’t have to release this project tomorrow. I can keep it to myself and delete the newsletter. This was just a fun creative doodling project. Everybody doodles and this isn’t anything special. I blew this up into a bigger project than it needed to be. Move on! Nobody look at me please. I felt sick to my stomach.

The next morning, I clicked “SEND”. It was done, out there in the world. Other people were looking at my drawings now, listening to my podcast and hearing my little songs. Messages came in. They loved it. They’re listening at night as they put their babies to sleep. They’re looking forward to the next piece. They’re grateful I’m doing this. They’re purchasing the clothing I’m designing and posting pictures of themselves wearing it on Instagram! It’s working! I think back. What if I hadn’t shared it? What if I had listened to the fear in the car with me?

Why didn’t I listen to fear this time? Why did I keep on schedule and share? I drove around the empty streets (quarantine has blessed us with no traffic!), and heard fear in the back seat, whispering in my ear, taking over my body and yet somehow I also remembered why I started the project. I recalled each step I had taken along the way and how each new idea, each piece of the project has felt on the day it revealed itself to me. When fear was screaming at me, all I was hearing was a horrible stressful static. When I tuned back in with the beautiful vision, I reconnected with the hope and potential I saw in this project. I remembered how curiosity had invited me to come play and this whole thing was a fun game I was excited to create and inspired to share. It was all for fun and the ideas were so good, they deserved my energy; weeks of digging deep, pushing myself to keep going, long hours on the computer to wrap it up. I had so much belief in this project that I handed myself over to it completely. Conscious of my precious time, I am no fool. With trust in myself, I decided it must be worth it. 24hrs of exhausted doubt is far outweighed by weeks of inspired creation. Touch that finish line!

Here is my lesson for today. The reason we start our projects is the reason we finish our projects. Accept the invitation to walk into it slowly and delight in what is reveal when you do not push or force anything into being. Your project is a vehicle for your next great joyride.

A couple weeks after releasing the project, I renamed it to “She Is with Me”. People were saying this naturally and it made more sense. A couple weeks after that, I renamed it again to “Wilde Women”. People were naturally talking about “the women” and the original title no longer made sense. What did make sense and felt so right was to call them Wilde since they all seem to represent a part of us and aren’t we all wild on the inside?

I LOVE YOU
CHA 🍍 WILDE
chawilde.com/sheiswithme | #sheiswithmeproject

SHE SITS HERE SILENTLY

The Cha Wilde Show · 91: She Sits Here Silently

SHE SITS HERE SILENTLY

You can run around and achieve all sorts of things right now, busy busy, buzz buzz, stay distracted, stay addicted, stay productive. Get informed and get involved! Keep up and don’t fall behind. Find a way, figure it out, keep pushing, hustle hustle baby. Oh yes, the encouragement of the money makers, how shiny! Can you hear the stress heads calling for your company? There they go on the desperate race from death towards meaning. Are they wrong? No. None of us are wrong. Right? Do you know you are right? Your rightness is validated by your results. Did it work? Are you creating what you want right now? Is this busy work getting you to the top of your mountain? Noise invades from every direction. Ears aching, mind static, tension bleeds into our body. Losing control, we are overtaken by the voices, clicking, clanging, barking. All I want is a peaceful life. Give me silence or a pair of Bose headsets, anything so I can escape this chaos.

Close your eyes and explore the celestial landscape of your inner world. Breathe in...deeper, deeper, deeper, stretch your lungs. Do you feel the space you just created inside? It feels good, doesn’t it? What an expansive universe of sparkling delight you hold inside. Are you ready to stop stretching your fingers outside in the thin wispy emptiness? Plunge them into the warm gooey. Yes, down there in the dark spaces. Maybe it’s been a while since you’ve been here, traveling deep into the soul caverns. Hairs may stand up when you come close to the twistiest corners. Make friends with them slowly. Your heart may sigh upon the rolling vistas. Gaze as long as you like. It’s okay. You’re always welcome here, for a lifetime and beyond.

Many years ago, a meditation teacher instructed me. “Don’t just do something, sit there.” He laughed of course and today I grin as I pass this wisdom on to you. The world will shout at your sweetness and depth, nagging you to get up and do something fast. “Don’t just sit there!” you’ll hear the voices yell. But from now on, when you close your eyes, you can us whisper, “Sit there, beautiful one. Enjoy your being.”

I LOVE YOU
CHA 🍍 WILDE

TAKE HER WITH YOU

SHE BRINGS LIGHT FROM THE WILDE

SHE BRINGS LIGHT FROM THE WILDE

The Cha Wilde Show · 89: She Brings Light From The Wilde

Another Zoom call. You’ll see me sitting in my parent’s bedroom, criss cross on the floor, my cup of tea slowly growing cold as I smile and nod. A face appears on my screen. It’s my dear friend, Sarah Sue. She’s sitting in her Jeep. Quarantine has both of us in corners, crafting an ounce of privacy for this twenty-first century conversation. Her hair is growing out. She shaved her head last summer and now look at those curls coming back. Isn’t it beautiful watching our friends change. I’ve watched her become a mom. As we speak, I know her baby and her husband are up in their tiny apartment in Bellingham, WA. For one hour, I have her all to myself. We’re talking about what it means to have a ‘soul calling’. Sarah Sue is a medicine woman, a fire fighter in the forest, a herbalist, an old soul, a mama who listens closely to her child’s teachings and a friend who guides me back to the wilderness. In the middle of my panic attack, she says, “Go climb a mountain,” and she’s right. I find my freedom at the summit. This woman senses the darkness, walks straight into the most wilde fire and back to her tribe she carries the light. Speak Sarah Sue. What is on your heart?

“I don’t have time or energy for angry activism. Fuck that shit. And really, who’s going to listen to an angry activist? That’s not healthy supportive communication. We’ve got to stop all this violent communication because that’s not how we see results. Honestly, when we’re not living sustainably we’re also making ourselves chronically ill. I wouldn’t be here today if it wasn’t for the support I had from nature. The way that we were headed before this pandemic, climate change was terrifying, especially having a two year old son. I was so overwhelmed and intimidated by it during quarantine and the part that finally was enough to drive me forward was that I have to do this now. Before, it wasn’t relevant but I have to do this. I want to create light. I want to create light that counters all the fear and heaviness of this time. I want to create an opportunity for us to get together and empower people to learn how to protect themselves, how to take care of themselves and inspire themselves to be better people. A big part of my soul purpose is to be a speaker for those who don’t have voices; a speaker for the trees like the Lorax, a speaker for the furry ones and the feathered ones. Can I figure out how to do activism in a way that is loving, gentle, inspiring and empowering in the midst of whatever work I do? That is the place where I receive the most regeneration and healing. I also think about the gifts that I came into the world with, how those have led me to where I’m at. I was granted gifts by spirit and in order to really honor them it’s about utilizing them and creating vehicles in which to use them and give them back. I want to make the world a better place. That’s what really drives me in the end, at the end of the day; did I make a different today with these skills that I’ve been gifted and have worked hard to develop? Have I made the best of them?”

Featuring the Voice and Wisdom of Dr. Sarah Sue Myers.
Listen to our full conversation on my podcast:
Episode 90: What Is Your Soul Calling Dr. Sarah Sue Myers? 

I LOVE YOU
CHA 🍍 WILDE

TAKE HER WITH YOU

SHE SEES THE PRESENT MOVING FORWARD

SHE SEES THE PRESENT MOVING FORWARD

The Cha Wilde Show · 88: She Sees The Present Moving Forward

There is no time machine, no going back to the way it was. Stop spending your limited life on shit that doesn't exist anymore. You learned from your past and those experiences made you who you are but quickly now, stop staring at them. They are gone. All you have is right now and what is next. This is it. You don't even need to study your past, can you believe that? Do you believe me when I say it doesn't matter anymore? Do you trust me when I urge you to let it go, just like that. All you have is right now and whatever you're about to do next. I know it's tempting to gaze into your swirling past, that connection of intoxicating memories, endless hours of replay entertainment and exhausting analysis. No, you can say no. No, thank you, I'm done. I am right here and now. What is happening right now? What am I enjoying right now? What am I changing right now? What is my next exciting step? Where are my eyes directed, here here here! Where are your eyes directed right now? When the past calls your name again, turn your cold shoulder. “I have a new mistress,” you say, “She keeps me company when you just leave me lonely with my thoughts.” Who is your new mistress; you’re exotic fresh adventure fulfilling you today and calling you forward? What is possible now? Cut away the past, must I repeat myself! There is no fucking past. No more. Never again. All you have is right now and what's next.
SHE IS WITH YOU + I LOVE YOU
CHA 🍍 WILDE

TAKE HER WITH YOU

WILDE WOMEN (She is With Me Project) - Step By Step Creative Process

(Formally known as the ‘She is with YOU’ and ‘SHE Is WITH ME” project…now it’s WILDE WOMEN)

In times of crisis, we need healing and gentle medicine is powerful. Colors, light, sparkles, friends, laughter, singing, dancing, sunshine. Sooth your soul and take care of your beautiful insides so you can radiate that glow out into the world. Your presence, your creations, your artwork, your sharing helps those around you. During this quarantine, I am creating a series of drawings (colorful little women) who are arriving one by one to deliver musical messages to us. What are we feeling in this challenge? What emotions are bubbling to the surface as life changes quickly and slowly at the same time? Jump on my mailing list and you'll get an email whenever a new lady arrives -- you can listen to her soundtrack and her message. ❤ Explore the FULL collection of ladies. Thank you! I love you. CHA🍍WILDE

Here's the step-by-step of what I'm doing:

1) Each day, I sit down, close my eyes and ask, "What do I really need right now?" Every day the answer is different; happiness, energy, patience, strength etc... I look through photographs of women online, usually on Pinterest for inspiration until I see one that really hits it. "Yes! That's how I want to feel!". I have also been recording conversations with other women on my podcast and hearing what they’re feeling right now. Those conversations are massively inspiring for the newest ladies I’m creating. After filling my mind and heart with an understanding of what is needed, I start drawing. I sketch the little woman with black ink and fill her in with watercolor pencils. Then I photograph the drawing, upload the image to my computer and digital edit the image into florescent rainbow deliciousness. What do you really need today?

2) I start at her and I ask, "What is she saying to me? What message does she have for us?" It usually takes a minute or two of me drawing a total blank, a little nervous no inspiration will come and then BOOM suddenly my mind is speaking and my fingers start typing. The messages seem to all begin with a brief mention of something I just experienced personally; situations and feelings triggered by quarantine and the life changes taking place right now. That mini story is the jumping off point to a piece of wisdom and truth that we can all connect to, a reminder to tune in, ground, lift our chin, smile, go outside etc... What message do you have for the world today?

3) I put on my headphones and ask myself, "What music is this woman listening to? What is her soundtrack?" I produce a 1 minute song for her on my computer. This is such a juicy moment because music is so powerful and brings everything to life. When I make the music, she starts to feel like a real person to me. After the song is complete, I roll up to the microphone and read her message (the one I wrote in step 2) out loud. This way her message can be delivered to your ears as well as your eyes and you can hear my voice (which makes everything way more personal and powerful and connected). What music are you listening to today? 

4) I design a new pair of leggings and cropped hoodie and upload them to my online shop. If you find a lady you really enjoy looking at, you can order something with her on it and have her in your home, brighten up the rooms with sparkly colorful inspiration. Which woman is your favorite so far? Explore the series.

LOVE
CHA 🍍 WILDE

SHE LOVES GETTING HIGH ALONE

SHE LOVES GETTING HIGH ALONE

Simple. Serve self. Serve creativity. Describe your vision. What do you see in the blackness of your mind? Hold everything you're doing in your hand and spread your fingers. Let responsibilities and worrisome tasks slip through and fall away. Spread your lips and roll out the smoke. You don't owe anybody shit. Go be alone and enjoy being you. Inside cages, outside of cages, you always bring yourself. When was the last time you spent time with her, just the two of you and a whole body full of love?
SHE IS WITH YOU + I LOVE YOU
CHA 🍍 WILDE