Original Paintings & Mixed Media Works — Original Abstract Paintings & Fine Art Prints — Nicole Sylvia Javorsky

Explore intricate mixed-media collages, whimsical portrait drawings weaving together organic shapes, visceral abstract paintings inspired by healing and grief, tiny treasures featuring Nicole’s beloved motifs of semi-abstract tree and portal shapes, archival giclée prints made with care, and more!

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Original Paintings & Mixed Media Works

Original Paintings & Mixed Media Works

Rarely do I see a human who feels. Who chooses to sense and feel the way you do. (Whispers strange human study)

Rarely do I see a human who feels. Who chooses to sense and feel the way you do. (Whispers strange human study)

in my jigsaw mind, the puzzle pieces perpetually change shape and reformulate so i try to pin them down

in my jigsaw mind, the puzzle pieces perpetually change shape and reformulate so i try to pin them down

visceral mixed-media original work by Nicole Sylvia Javorsky

detail of criss-crossing painted lines from a piece by fine artist Nicole Javorsky

her blood is purple, mine is red

A detailed colored pencil drawing on Bristol paper by Nicole Sylvia Javorsky, showcasing a surreal, mystical landscape with whimsical trees and an abstract portal-like opening in a dense forest

The original 'The Only Way is Through' mixed-media painting, set inside an off-white mat board and a light natural oak wood frame

The Only Way is Through

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a palladian door, some portals, yes, willow tree, of course, go on, walk through, you've already arrived and you are always arriving, aren't you?

the girl with many questions

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the girl with many questions

The Willow weeps with me

i am an unraveling landscape, gently (and also not so gently) revealing myself to you

details in the fabric, a stubborn soul trying to make gumdrops of lemon oh so bitter and so sweet

Trying to make sense of this floating rock we share

Earthly and Ethereal intertwined, staring into the abyss, I pose my questions to the trees (Is there anything more true than i don't know and the questions themselves?)

i thought the ghosts of time were chasing me, but really I was just circling and I finally turned around to face them this story is mine I can finally believe myself

i thought the ghosts of time were chasing me, but really I was just circling and I finally turned around to face them this story is mine I can finally believe myself

Connected and separate and whole, we are all puzzle pieces

Connected and separate and whole, we are all puzzle pieces

Emotions, passions of a strange human whoosh in the wind

as i listen to the whispers among the trees, i try to pin down the heart of the matter

The universe is a boundless tapestry perpetually in flux and threaded together with co-existing opposites

What a strange human, sweet child of the universe

What a strange human, sweet child of the universe

Existence, yet this fairy has been called many names

oh enigmatic universe, help me find my way to freedom

Petals swirl and twirl, I hear whispers among the whooshes

Petals in a vase, scene turned to blue, or at least that's how I see it, I wonder

Whispers among the trees no. 4

Whispers among the trees no. 3

Whispers among the trees no. 2

Whispers among the trees no. 2

Whispers among the trees no. 1

the wordless: found rolling around in the mud

the wordless: found sliding in the dirt while mesmerized by sky

Ghosts of time tapestry no. 6

Tapping into the wordless is pure magic

My pain doesn't make me too much or too little or wrong, my pain is real and I alchemize my pain into magical art, yet I still need to feel this pain, gut-wrenching and all

My heart is like paper, yours is like a flame

I have my blues and I'll dance with them

Squashed, held down, but you can't keep me down

In this world, feeling Peace is complicated

The relief in letting myself feel my grief, be blue

The beauty and pain of being here

Textured, layered, strange, gorgeous, messy reality

Between the lines

Beauty and pain, the dualities I see everywhere I go

Dancing in the dark

Bouncing on the cold hard ground, feeling the wind's caress anyway

Around, around, around, the world turns, bloodshed and be still in the gorgeous earth, what to do with co-existing aspects of our reality?

Open the book, just know, you can't unsee, but please see, look, open up anyway

Ghosts of time tapestry no. 5

Into the dark I travel yet nothing and no one can take away my light

Open the door, walk through, and don't let anyone tell you that you are your pain, because sweet child, you are you and I love you, who you are, as you are

Knowing your darkness, your pain, it will not destroy you, it will set you free

I walk through and see, you no longer have power over me, I am free

Room to breathe

How magical and strange, what can become of dirt

The Magic of being alive

Searching for something

I am happy, finally free, and still I ache, feeling torn apart, my insides churn and call out over too many yesterdays when they violated me, should have held me, should have empowered me

Don't call me damaged, I am raw and beautifully so

I'm tired, of this, kids shouldn't be taught to keep adults' secrets

The bittersweet depth of grief

Is anything black and white?

Time ripples, vibrates, echoes, flowing anyway, anyway

Swimming in the depths of my aching heart

Breaking through, breaking free

Ghosts of time tapestry no. 3

Ghosts of time tapestry no. 2

Ghosts of time tapestry no. 1

Traveling the depths of the soul

Digging in the depths

Everything Changes

I was drowning, melting into the depths

I got lost out in a storm

Invitation to come alive

What's underneath

Can't see me, see me?

Can't see me, see me?

Enchanted Landscape

Doors to the Spiritual, to the world of worlds, at once simple and incomprehensible

$570.00 $740.00

Beauty in struggle

Relish the rain

What creeps underneath the waterline?

Pathways to the soul

Everything and Nothing

What are you waiting for?

What are you waiting for?

A visit to the deep end

Simple and True

Does anybody know?

Float

Stitches

Underneath my silence

Sadness, without fear

home is where I am free no. 1

home is where I am free no. 1

$480.00 $730.00

The Infinite In-Between

How does the river know which way to flow?

How does the river know which way to flow?

Your soul already knows which way to go

Window to the soul

Window to the soul

She, I, learned to fear our wild ways

She, I, learned to fear our wild ways

Sweet Child of the Universe, Keep Wandering

Sweet Child of the Universe, Keep Wandering

Tangled

Fire brings light to darkness

Fire brings light to darkness

Kindling

What is life? No. 1, the wound heals

What is life? No. 1, the wound heals

Honor the Wild Woman Within - Set her free

If we let our tears water the soil, what will grow?

If we let our tears water the soil, what will grow?

The Girl From Ipanema

The Girl From Ipanema

Wild Child of Mother Earth

Uncertain, afraid? Dance with me

Hanging by a thread, I survived. Now, I live.

Love to exist, exist to love

Love to exist, exist to love

My ghost paints the sky

Bottom of the sea

Bottom of the sea

Falling Leaves, letting go

Falling Leaves, letting go

Rest here, as long as you need

Horizon Lines of a love letter

Through my kaleidoscope

Would you pick up a seashell?

Rainforest in my mind

Into the Light, part 1 and Into the Light, part 2 (set)

Into the Light, part 1 and Into the Light, part 2 (set)

Into the Light, part 2

Into the Light, part 1

Into the Light, part 1

Fairy Dust

Purple shadows and the light inside

Purple shadows and the light inside

Stormy Days

Let it happen No. 2

Let it happen No. 1

Let it happen No. 1

Transcend No. 1

Transcend No. 4

Transcend No. 4

Transcend No. 6

Transcend No. 5

Transcend No. 5

Transcendence

Feelings Flow

My Mushy Insides, outside for you now, and soft

Muddying the waters, or scratching the surface?

Muddying the waters, or scratching the surface?

Love the whole bouquet, accepting each and every flower

Love the whole bouquet, accepting each and every flower

Source

Mixed Emotions

Valley of the soul

This one precious life

We are not alone

The Blues, coming down, pouring down on me

Through my rose-colored glasses

Through my rose-colored glasses

Imaginary Waterfall

Imaginary Waterfall

After Snowfall, I Danced in Bliss Park

After Snowfall, I Danced in Bliss Park

Somebody Like You, Under and Above

Transformation

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