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Jo Stevenson

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Rebirth Autumn Cycle

Rebirth Autumn Cycle

£40

A3 Fine Art Print — Rebirth Autumn Cycle 


About the Artwork

This piece is born from my original poem “Mother Nature” a meditation on cycles, decay, release, rebirth, and the quiet beauty that lives inside every ending.

Created to honour the truth that what falls apart becomes the soil of what grows next.


It speaks to the seasons we move through as women.

The shedding.

The softening.

The hollowing-out.

The emptying so that new life can return.


Artwork Description

Beige Background, Vision-Quest Woman

A digital drawing infused with shamanic vision, ancestral memory, and feminine rebirth.


Set against a soft beige, neutral background, this artwork depicts a woman curled gently into a foetal position, a posture of protection, cocooning, and sacred inwardness.


Her form is drawn in delicate, flowing lines, then layered with collage textures taken from original photographs captured during a shamanic vision quest, earth, bark, feathers, leaves, bone, moss, cloudy breath, animal traces, the liminal spaces between waking and the dreaming world.


Each fragment woven into her body carries a piece of that vision:

• earth-teachings

• ancestral whispers

• the medicine of retreat

• the wisdom of shedding

• the return to the womb of yourself


The collage elements are not decorative.

They are infusions — energetic imprints from the land and the unseen realms experienced during ceremony.


This piece invites the viewer into:

stillness

sacred safety

becoming small to become whole

surrender

the quiet gestation before transformation

the remembering of the feminine instinct to curl, soften, and root inward


It honours the ancient truth that:

Before every rebirth, there is a descent.

Before the next becoming, there is the cocoon.

Before the awakening, there is the fold-in.


This artwork is both a portal and a mirror, 

calling you home to the deepest chambers of yourself.


The Poem That Inspired the Art

What can you teach me about the season we are in and about what we need to release to make space for the new? 


That there is beauty and order, a rhythm and reason to it all dear seeker. 

That even in where life once pulsed only for that beat to be silenced, for the darkest scars of decay to be displayed proudly dying; there is beauty. 


What was once green is now brown.

What was once luscious is dried up.

What was once full is empty. 


Veins constrict to expose a delicate skeleton, a frame so light it can now fly and float in the breeze.

What was moist and left a glistening trail on rugged rocks will at some point be hollow and empty. 

What once was connected to the whole can detach and fall and find new form.

What was once soft can become hard.

What was once hard can become soft.

What once faced the sky can end up on the ground. 

Supple to brittle.

Full to spent.


The wind may blow you away.

The rain may wear you down.

The bugs may feast in your feet.

The squirrels may scoop you up and nibble on your ears. 


Your de-composure is inevitable.

Do not fight or struggle or resist. 

Instead allow.


Your cycle is not ending. 

It is beginning again.


Your gentle strength and resilience can break through the toughest concrete.

Soon you will hear the bird song and your soul will awaken to new colours.

Bright shiny red, sunshine yellow, gorgeous green. 

Full of seeds.

Full of life. 

Full of the pure potential of you. 

Off on your own cycle of your unique rebirth. 

Of your cracking open to emerge from iridescent, delicate shell 


And you will weave your creative offering.

A web of your own beauty.

Your own wonder. 

And the light will beam through it, illuminating all the silky strands.

And you will dance for joy under the warmth of the sun. 


For the Woman Who…

is in a season of transition

is shedding old skins, identities, or stories

holds deep reverence for nature’s teachings

is healing, softening, or returning to herself

wants artwork that reminds her that nothing is wasted

loves symbolic, intuitive, spiritual art


This print is a tender, powerful reminder:

You are allowed to fall apart.

You are allowed to begin again.


Limited Edition of 50 Signed & numbered


Measurements:

A3 (29.7 x 42 cm) — supplied unframed

Fits any standard A3 frame

Printed on:

High-quality smooth art paper (230gsm)

with rich colour saturation & crisp detail 


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