Ink on wood panel.

30x40"

Falling in love
Madly
With the chaos and the peace
Everything from you to me
I just want to be
And let be
To do me and push forward
The passion in my soul has asked to be released
And I am allowing it.
- Emily Minor | MAINĀ

Ink on wood panel.

30x40"

To live is a concept so wild and free
Something that I struggled with
Silly me
I walked along the fire
Afraid to be me
Hand in hand with the devil
A detainee
It snickered and it snarled
As it held me undersea
I was chasing a way to reality
A spark set off
An inquiry
Asking why I was scared to be free
Like the swift turn of an ignition key
I had to find the best of me
A life long adventure it will be
But I will thrive, you will see.
- Emily Minor | MAINĀ

Ink on wood panel.

24x30"

Discovering the little intricacies in life
The ones that cause the world to feel lighter
Often I focused on the rain filled clouds
Preparing for them to pour
Carrying a weight
That I was never meant to hold
Each drop of rain is filled with hope
Freedom, growth and change
When the time is right
The sun will peek through again.
- Emily Minor | MAINĀ

Ink on wood panel.

11x14"

Walking through the forest, surrounded by tall fungus trees. Staring up at their vibrant gills, it's unlike anything I have ever seen. The mushroom stems are wonky, sprouting in unusual directions. A slight reflection shines from their caps, this surely wasn't on my map. The sky appears to be leaking as carrot colored lightning bolts strike. The face of a being peers through the sangria clouds, almost ghostlike. Speckles of rain begin to drop on my skin, but it immediately absorbs them. Oh, my head feels funny. All of a sudden it is sunny. Clouds fade before my eyes, revealing a moss sky. The spirit is staring right at me, its mouth open wide. Is this the thing responsible for this wild ride? Hiding behind mushroom scales, I see it make its way to me. "You don't need to hide", it whispers quietly. Claiming to be merely a figment of my imagination, it told me I'm on vacation and led me deeper into the forest. I must have fallen into the abyss and this is the illusionist.
- Emily Minor | MAINĀ

Ink on wood panel.

11x14"

Frost bitten cheeks
Crisp winter air
The world surrounding feels raw
Sheets of ice glaze the trees
Everything is dark to me
Bitter cold wind strikes
Gusts of snow blow by
That's when the sun catches my eye
Radiating warmth
A wink from the sky.
- Emily Minor | MAINĀ

Ink on wood panel.

11x14"

Caught in a whirlwind adventure with you
Your lips taste like the sun
Grasping euphoric moments
One by one
Elation fills the love we share
Our rapturous journey has merely begun
Sailing the seas as creatives
Living each day like we've won
That is the fervid power
Of falling in love with the one.
- Emily Minor | MAINĀ