The Feminine Gaze.

The Feminine Gaze: Healing Through the Magic of Being Seen

I've never considered myself a writer. In fact, the only classes I ever failed in school were English… twice. Haha. Grammar never quite turned me on or clicked in my brain. But I am someone who tells stories, typically through my art.

And yet, here I am, typing out these words with a tingle of liberation washing over my fingertips. Why? Because I’m posting this on my website. No one can tell me what to say or not say. No one can silence my voice here.

Censorship has been a real bitch, let’s be honest. I’m tired of my voice being repressed, my accounts suspended, my posts banned. All because I dare to speak on things we all experience: sexuality, the body, desire, intimacy. You know, the things that make us human.

I’m a Scorpio stellium with a lot to say in the 8th house. So let’s bring on the forbidden fruits and let the juices flow. Not just for the sake of rebellion, but for the sake of liberation.

The Feminine Gaze

As an artist, I’ve been exploring the concept of the feminine gaze and how it differs radically from the male gaze we’ve been steeped in for centuries. The feminine gaze isn’t just about seeing—it’s about honoring. It’s about sanctifying the body, the spirit, the stories we carry in our flesh.

When I create from this lens, I’m not just making art—I’m restoring holy templates of the body. I’m saying: You are sacred. You are whole. You are worthy of being seen as you are.

The feminine gaze holds space for vulnerability, softness, and power all at once. It doesn’t dissect or exploit; it witnesses. It heals.

The Male Gaze and Collective Healing

This isn’t to say the male gaze is inherently evil. It’s simply incomplete. The male gaze, in its unhealed form, often sees the body as something to consume or conquer. It fragments. It penetrates without permission.

But I believe in the power of healing—both individually and collectively. The feminine and masculine can come together, not in competition, but in collaboration. The feminine gaze can teach the masculine to see differently: to revere, to listen, to co-create rather than dominate.

When we heal this dynamic, we heal the way we see each other. We restore balance, not just in art, but in how we live, love, and connect.

Being Seen, Being Liberated

There’s magic in being seen through the feminine gaze. It’s like being held in a warm, loving embrace that says, I see all of you, and you are enough.

This is the energy I strive to embody in my art. Whether I’m painting a mural, capturing someone’s essence in a photo ceremony, or creating oracular art, my goal is always the same: to help people feel seen, celebrated, and whole.

Because when we feel seen, we heal. And when we heal, we transform—not just ourselves, but the world around us.

The Call to Liberation

So, here’s to liberation. To letting our voices roar, our bodies dance, and our stories be told. To sanctifying the parts of ourselves we’ve been taught to hide.

Let this be a space where the feminine gaze reigns, where the forbidden fruits are celebrated, and where the magic of being seen becomes a catalyst for healing—for all of us.