As an artist, being seen is as important as all the stuff going on behind the scenes; all the creation, expression, organisation, effort, etc have little meaning at the end of the day if a) we aren’t able to get our work out to an audience, or b) our work is totally misinterpreted. As a human being,  being seen is equally vital for our well-being. As a woman, really being seen is a rare and controversial subject.

Unlike many folks in the conventional ‘art world’, I do believe that every human being has a unique interpretation of any art work. I definitely don’t believe in art criticism and I feel strongly, particularly in the light of recent experiences being banned from Facebook, that censorship can be a sword used indiscriminately and inappropriately. A specific incident occured this week (A nude photo of myself was taken down from a private group on Facebook), which pressed a button deep, deep inside me. It was a positive button-pressing, because it helped me to look deeply into the energetic dynamic of the thing.

It ultimately is to do with a woman’s body and a woman’s power: her power to expose herself, and to be vulnerable AND TO NOT BE SEEN AS DANGEROUS, OFFENSIVE OR ANY OTHER NEGATIVE CONNOTATION.

When do we ever allow a woman’s body to just BE? To just be what it is; a natural, magical, glorious marvel: an esoteric wonderworld of sensation and wisdom-handed-down-through-the-ages-and-across-galaxies; a whole and happy and innocent beingness, a place of worship in its purest sense, and of the source of all real creation and all real healing for the world.

What do we do, when we prevent women from sharing that magic of wholeness? And when we lump her body by algorhythm into a box labelled ‘offensive’: I am not hurt or angered by this censorship, BUT I AM blocked from expressing the BEAUTY OF MY SOUL VIA THE MOST PURE MANIFESTATION. And my work and intentions ARE categorised as something potentially destructive to social wellbeing – not Facebook’s own wording; theirs was much cruder.

The point of this blog is to highlight this sweeping of woman under the carpet; this not-allowing-her-to-exist, because her voice neither participates in the cold logic of conventional art speak (dominated by rich white men) nor conforms to the polarised, tension-and-energetic-bondage-based expressions of separated sexuality which have been deemed culturally acceptable.

My body is not a weapon; it is a vessel of creative outpouring; on every level, from the physical making-of-things-with-my-hands, to my energy-building dialogues with my community, to my visionary mind which sees the world healed, to my mysterious psychic abilities: it is all integrated, whole, real, now, present. It is pure consciousness, and delicious, quirky, fun human being. It is so very, very far from offensive, and yet it is not allowed to exist in the world, because a part of it – which is not a part, but an integrated beingness (which has, however, been separated and labelled in ‘conventional modern’ thinking – I’m talking about sexuality here, by the way) – has been deemed to be ‘wrong’.

In light of all this, I am showing the same photo that was banned from Facebook, here below, to a wider public audience. It was not intended originally to be shared on a wide platform; it was shared with a group of women who are specifically focussed on healing our cores, our cervixes. We collectively share from the deepest of places and truths, from our nakedness and wholeness, and this image was a key step in an ongoing unfolding which I have been experiencing through this work. It is me in vulnerability and openness; in truth and without fear or any other negative connotation. What kind of a world do we live in, that I have to write letters to CEOs of Facebook, flag up the issue on this private group and get that post taken down too, get banned from Facebook, write an essay like this, JUST TO EXPLAIN THAT THIS PHOTOGRAPH IS NOT MEANT TO BE (i.e. IS NOT) OFFENSIVE?

What kind of a world IS THIS? And what do we all contribute to make it so? For my part, I try not to participate in the perpetuation of all the mythology around sex being a separate ‘thing’ – I feel that this is the root of our being lost; the holy grail if you will, sitting here right now right in our pelvises. There is no separation, and we need to wake up to that, and to understand that all the small diminishments and all the small ignoring of where we’re being made less than we are, or compartmentalised or whatever silliness they are throwing on women/ human bodies today; we need to non-passively face this and rise up to it.


2 thoughts on “BEING SEEN

  1. Nathalie Dignard says:

    Thank you for this Clare, I love how we can now share across the world, be seen and heard at our very core through this internet. We can read, feel and love words from women, human beings, just like us, in a space where borders do not exist, souls unite and love grows. We need more of this!

    Big hugs and love,



    Nathalie Dignard, Intuitive Artist and Creative Guide Creating art that wakes you up to life

    “Through the layers of your life, the art of You emerges.”


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