Jamieson Wolf
Number-one bestselling author
The Lone Wolf Art Show!
This weekend, I had my second solo art show! I’m never sure how they are going to go and I’m always fearful that no one will show up, but that’s the internal critic speaking.
I always have a charity in mind for each of my shows and this year, I chose the Youth Services Bureau of Ottawa. They were a bit help to me when I ended up on the streets when I was younger. They were such a help to me, and I will forever be thankful for the help they gave me when I was a kid. It only felt right to have part of my proceeds from the show go to the YSB.
It was an absolute joy to talk to the people that came to the show about art, my process, where I got my ideas and the creative drive that I hold within. Better yet, I was seen as artist and there was no question that I am one, so I can tell the internal critic to take a hike (at least temporarily).
By the end of the day, I sold fifteen pieces and raised $250 for the Youth Services Bureau! That’s a win on both counts. I’m just so happy that I was able to raise money for a charity that is close to my heart and spread love and joy through my art.
I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the amount of help I got with this show. My husband and my parents helped me so much and the show would not have been the success that it was without their help.
Take a look below and some pictures! I can’t wait for the next show.
Dear 19-Year-Old Me – A Poem
Content Warning – This poem has details of sexual assault
It wasn’t your fault.
All you were looking for was love,
the chance to spread your wings
so that you could learn how to fly.
You wanted some kind of acceptance,
for someone to really see who you were.
What you received wasn’t love.
You weren’t given a choice
or given the option of saying no.
It wasn’t your fault.
That night you weren’t in control,
the booze he had plied you with
took away the inhibition.
When the blackness came
and you felt his hands grip your arms
to help you up off the floor,
you thought he was your saviour.
You went willingly with him,
expecting him to provide you with succor.
What you were given instead
was the coldness of a stairwell,
the heat of your tears nothing
that passed for love
as he took your innocence from you,
the chalice within you broken.
It wasn’t your fault.
You have continued to judge yourself
as unworthy, unlovable, ugly, ungainly,
deserving of every horrible thing
that has happened to you
because of that moment.
None of it was your fault.
I can’t go back in time to stop that moment
or erase it from your memory.
What I can do is hold you close inside of me
so that you feel the love and warmth
you should have received
all those years ago.
That Bright Golden Light
I’m thrilled beyond words to be able to finally talk about this!
A while back, I entered one of my pieces of art for consideration in an ARDEI (Anti-Racism, Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion) Artwork Project. I submitted my painting called That Bright Golden Light.
When I painted this canvas, I wanted to depict the mountains that I’ve had to climb being disabled in an able world. The idea behind the piece was to make it look as if I was standing on a mountain surrounded by a sky filled with the resilient light of my spirit. I wanted to depict the fact that despite the challenges I’ve had to face, I still shine bright like the sun even though I’ve had to fight against the ableism which seeks to keep me down.
I’m so happy to let you all know that my painting, along with those by so many other talented artists, was chosen to be a banner that will be used around the different regions along with all the other pieces of art that were chosen.
I’m so thrilled and happy that my painting will bring joy to so many others in this way.
Huzzah!
The Disabled Crone!
I am thrilled that I was asked by Cait Gordon to be on the first episode of her new podcast, The Disabled Crone.
We had a good talk about publishing, the act of being creative and what it’s like to find your voice in the world of self-publishing.
I can’t wait for the episode to go live on Friday May 2nd!. In the meantime, here’s the teaser video!
A Handful of Stars – A Poem
I’m unravelling myself.
Little by little,
I am pulling at the threads that
make up who I am.
Every freckle that marks my skin,
the sound of my voice when I whisper
secrets to myself in the comfort of night,
the shape of my eyes and lips when I smile,
and the curves of my body has been
predetermined by those threads
which were sewn together
to create me out of stardust.
I’ve looked at each thread
as I have unravelled it,
taking in the marks along
the stretches of silk like DNA
or a cosmic map made from stars.
With every part of myself I pull apart,
I know what I will leave behind
when I begin to sew myself
back together again in a gorgeous
rainbow of colour.
Slowly, as I learn about
who I am and what threads I carry within,
I am finding pieces of myself
shaped like diamonds
that I can carry in my palm
like a handful of stars.
I look within the facets of the threads
to find out who I am.
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Jamieson Wolf has written a compelling story about navigating multiple sclerosis and cerebral palsy. His story will touch your heart, make you cry, then laugh, and inspire you. A touching memoir with a bit of magic…and tarot! ~ Theresa Reed, author of The Tarot Coloring Book
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