The artist at my publisher #nextchapterpub has captured the essence in this cover and I’m beyond grateful, thank you so much. ———- …..book description….
From the soul, heart, mind, body and spirit of Orkidedatter, The Rescue – from the eyes of a bleeding child – is a collection of dark poetry inspired by the author’s childhood.
The author’s crossing points of the physical, psychological and the imagination are anchored inside this book. Mental health is close to Orkidedatter’s heart, and writing has been one of her methods for overcoming her demons during the darkest moments in her life.
To communicate that you are not alone in fighting bad memories is the soulful purpose of this collection of poems. Do not be afraid to face your worst fears, dive into your mind, and face what you are experiencing with an open heart. It’s not easy, but take a deep breath, breathe and listen to your body. You can be surprised by how strong you are.
Read with your eyes, listen with your heart and feel with your mind, and join in on a therapeutic rise from the fire in the abyss, to have a will to live a life with your head over the surface. Become the phoenix rising from the ashes. ——————————————————— Together with my publisher, after a lot of conversations, I said yes to use my real name as an author name this time, because this is a poetry collection based on my life, my childhood and it’s close to my heart, but, I’m still Orkidedatter as an artist. ———————————————————- Darker Colder Unwanted ….I looked into the mirror and what did I see…
—— a poetry collection based on a true story the author’s own story______
❤︎ My poetry collection volume 2 coming soon. A collection of dark poems based on a true story.
Scars from a sharpened knife… -a little girl once tried to create a better sculpture of herself at age 9… therefore, you can rarely see her left side of her face…
Norway is about to get to know two new amateur artists who have loved to express themselves through drawing and painting all their lives. From childhood, these two have created lines that have given meaning, mixed colors that have given inner peace and given life to emotions on a blank sheet of paper.
Please, welcome two villagers from the deep forest in Norway; Ben Raymond Triggs and Orkidedatter (whose name is Lily)
Ben Raymond Triggs, was born with a pencil in his hand, he has been drawing for as long as he can remember. He has drawn caricatures and other funny characters to give us who see his art a good laugh. With a past of a childhood where his enchanting ice blue and oliven eyes have observed and experienced more than what children should do, drawing has been a part of his journey to find meaning with life.
Ben Raymond has gradually hunted for good motifs to delight young and old humans with his art. He makes his mark in the hearts of Norwegians, where we who experience his beautiful motifs are both moved and nostalgic. Ben Raymond has a unique ability to make people feel when they see his art.
Ben Raymond Triggs moves your heartbeat with his pencil.Ben Raymond Triggs: To draw a human body can be difficult, but Ben Raymond master it, and sometimes it’s so fun to play with the pencil over the blank sheet…
He uses nature as inspiration and people’s perspectives as motivation for his designs. In his art you can experience a kindness that makes your heart smile, he takes your soul on a journey that makes you want to dance, his art makes your heart beat faster and you want to come back for more experiences because he touches something deep within your soul.
Ben Raymond Triggs are well known in the countryside in Norway. People buy his art to decorate their homes from one of Norway’s newest gems from our treasure chest of artists.
Ben Raymond Triggs dares to use his drawing to express a beauty from the most natural in the world, but still taboo, nudity…Ben Raymond Triggs: You can glimpse a heavenly glow of human memories in his art, it’s like the angels singing over the mountain tops here in Norway between rivers and lakes.
Ben Raymond makes alluring and captivating art, please, visit Ben’s Art
Both Lily and Ben Raymond have shadows from the past, fighting nightmare demons from childhood, and they use their art to be a voice in this world, and the most important message; you are not alone…
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Lily, Orkidedatter is well known as «the dark soul from the white Arctic» or «the black rose» or «a from winterwonderland» out there in the world because of her dark and mysterious writings. She is a poet and author who bleed letters on a blank canvas from her soul and heart. Through her art you can glimpse her dark soul, but her vividly Spirit colors it with the spark from the rainbow.
From old childhood memories and flashbacks she found her inner child when she was a grown up and as a healing journey she are using art to heal wounds and scars from much pain to let them grow and she is learning to live with a past a little child should not experience.
Lily step into a separate universe, her own galaxy of imagination and feelings that are expressed through her fingers or paint brushes and other painting tools on the canvas.
Abstract is close to her heart. She bathe in an orgy of colors which explode when they hit the blank canvas. Her own wobbliness of thought, her consciousness or unconsciousness and emotions reach a separate level of a landscape from her mind when a painting comes to life.
Lily’s heart and soul dance to the rhythm of her pulse and the beat of her body, where colors and patterns are transformed into a proof of her artistic expression.
As an artist, Lily want to visualize something from deep within. How you interpret it, what you see, what you feel and what touches you, it is up to you the moment her art is discovered by you.
If Lily can touch another person with her images in the compass of the soul and the root of the heart, then Lily’s work as an artist is worth more than you can imagine.
Lily hope that her art will become a small part of someone’s life, as she give a little piece of herself in every artwork, every time a new work is finished.
My brand, my art, me; Orkidedatter
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Ben Raymond Triggs, a shaded line in motion & Orkidedatter, a black rose, both from Norway dare to dream big and they are starting on a new path in their lifes. To be an artist can be a lonely road, but together they can reach for the stars in a world of artists.
Life is short, our breath may not be ours forever.
❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎ She is sensual, sexual and passionate a warrior a Viking Princess a northern light a dark soul a survivor a Nordic woman untamed beauty and a bold heart artistic soul a mother a story keeper a mysterious wilderness
the one who carry my ancients within the marrow of my bones the one who have bathed in my own blood the one who wear my scars like stars with proud and beauty.
I’m a vision and a dream I’m a nightmare on the holy altar I’m an ice maiden from a rebirth of Hell and back.
I’m tender, fragile and only me with all my flaws. I’m a flame over a crystalline bridge between death and our world.
I’m a seed from cosmos and a daughter of a courageous man of the woods, a woman of a force of nature.
I’m vulnerable and transparency, but I’m a heart of acceptance and authenticity of my life… I’m me and only me… ❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎
❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎ Orkidedatter is moving on and created a snapchat as Orkidedatter, join me 🙌🏻 We will have fun…💜 ❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎
❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎ -A winter rose-
A winter rose played with your cord, unraveled strings… Death is a bizarre soul, I just had to understand, a steam fills my mind while you are stabbing me with Arctic icicles… I’m dark, haunted and bleeding my own blood for the silence you cutted me with so deeply.
Stardust glimmering on your body as your eyes speak like the moonshine, my lake of pure ecstasy flowing over you like a gunfire and our moans become a symphony of senses … only our fire could ignite it…
a ice kiss where the stars met the forest and red velvet lips is my source to honey dripping from your secret knight.
Pull me closer… heart beating faster… fingers touching endlessly…
I’m pressing my angelswings tighter against your passion, a lions roar are enchantment into my mind and plunge you deeper into my sapphire wetness cave, while our whispering breath makes goosebumps on my ivory velvet breasts.
Lascivious fire let loose… teeth scratching paragraphs into flesh, growls and scattered notes of moanings pooling deep under my soul and skin..
desires of dark scent releases diamond pearls from rhythm of my purple velvet rose… drip drip drip… darkest sins in sweet harmony on satin…
Orkidèdatter 