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The Garden Between Worlds 12 x 16 Poster
The Garden Between Worlds 12 x 16 Poster
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"The Garden Between Worlds" 12 x 16 Poster. From my hands to your space—this is a print of a genuinely original, hand-cut collage—one-of-a-kind in spirit, created with love by ME.
In a realm untouched by the boundaries of religion, doctrine, or expectation, there blossomed a garden woven from the threads of many worlds.
Here, galaxies swirled like wildflowers across the sky, petals of time and stardust spiraling into infinity. This was no ordinary garden, it was a sacred threshold, a place where beliefs did not compete, but conversed.
At the heart of this garden sat a weathered Buddha, his gaze soft and eternal. His stone face was streaked with the cosmic blush of distant stars, as if the galaxy itself had kissed his forehead. Around him, a constellation of roses bloomed, not just red for love or white for peace, but every hue imaginable, as if Mother Earth had poured her soul into each petal.
Lotus buds stood tall beside him, their roots anchored in unseen waters, symbolic of spiritual awakening and resilience. The Buddha did not speak, for in his silence echoed the great teachings: to release attachment, to see with clarity, to suffer less by clinging less. And yet this garden made space for more than his wisdom alone.
Near his feet, an angel perched on a jade-green couch, one finger to her lips, not in secrecy, but in wonder. Her wings, stone, yet alive in the imagination stretched gently behind her, brushing against velvety pink blooms. She was not confined to the heavens of any one scripture. She was a keeper of softness in a hardened world, a symbol of protection without control, of grace without rules.
Above it all, the vortex of a cosmic eye spun in the sky, a celestial reminder that there is always something greater, unknown, and divine swirling just beyond human comprehension. It didn’t demand worship, it invited awe.
Butterflies flitted freely between the beings, landing on lilies, sipping from morning glories, carried by the breath of Gaia herself. She was here too, not in form, but in fragrance, in the heartbeat of every bloom, in the pulse of color, in the quiet thrum of life humming beneath it all.
This collage, this world, this living prayer, was not about finding one way. It was about honoring all the ways that have carried me. The pain, the freedom, the not-fitting-in. This radiant tapestry is my altar, my sanctuary. A sacred mirror reflecting the truth that my spirit was never meant to live inside a box- it was born to bloom wildly across dimensions, to sit with the Buddha, fly with angels, and lay my heart in the mossy lap of the Earth herself.
I don’t need to choose one path.
I am the path.
Every single collage I create is hand-cut, piece by piece, using magazine clippings, including rare vintage finds dating all the way back to the 1950s. These bold beauties are one-of-a-kind originals never duplicated, never basic. You won’t find another like it, anywhere. It’s art with attitude, cut to stand out.
Museum-quality posters made on thick matte paper. Add a wonderful accent to your room and office with these posters that are sure to brighten any environment.
• Paper thickness: 10.3 mil
• Paper weight: 189 g/m²
• Opacity: 94%
• ISO brightness: 104%
• Paper is sourced from Japan
In a realm untouched by the boundaries of religion, doctrine, or expectation, there blossomed a garden woven from the threads of many worlds.
Here, galaxies swirled like wildflowers across the sky, petals of time and stardust spiraling into infinity. This was no ordinary garden, it was a sacred threshold, a place where beliefs did not compete, but conversed.
At the heart of this garden sat a weathered Buddha, his gaze soft and eternal. His stone face was streaked with the cosmic blush of distant stars, as if the galaxy itself had kissed his forehead. Around him, a constellation of roses bloomed, not just red for love or white for peace, but every hue imaginable, as if Mother Earth had poured her soul into each petal.
Lotus buds stood tall beside him, their roots anchored in unseen waters, symbolic of spiritual awakening and resilience. The Buddha did not speak, for in his silence echoed the great teachings: to release attachment, to see with clarity, to suffer less by clinging less. And yet this garden made space for more than his wisdom alone.
Near his feet, an angel perched on a jade-green couch, one finger to her lips, not in secrecy, but in wonder. Her wings, stone, yet alive in the imagination stretched gently behind her, brushing against velvety pink blooms. She was not confined to the heavens of any one scripture. She was a keeper of softness in a hardened world, a symbol of protection without control, of grace without rules.
Above it all, the vortex of a cosmic eye spun in the sky, a celestial reminder that there is always something greater, unknown, and divine swirling just beyond human comprehension. It didn’t demand worship, it invited awe.
Butterflies flitted freely between the beings, landing on lilies, sipping from morning glories, carried by the breath of Gaia herself. She was here too, not in form, but in fragrance, in the heartbeat of every bloom, in the pulse of color, in the quiet thrum of life humming beneath it all.
This collage, this world, this living prayer, was not about finding one way. It was about honoring all the ways that have carried me. The pain, the freedom, the not-fitting-in. This radiant tapestry is my altar, my sanctuary. A sacred mirror reflecting the truth that my spirit was never meant to live inside a box- it was born to bloom wildly across dimensions, to sit with the Buddha, fly with angels, and lay my heart in the mossy lap of the Earth herself.
I don’t need to choose one path.
I am the path.
Every single collage I create is hand-cut, piece by piece, using magazine clippings, including rare vintage finds dating all the way back to the 1950s. These bold beauties are one-of-a-kind originals never duplicated, never basic. You won’t find another like it, anywhere. It’s art with attitude, cut to stand out.
Museum-quality posters made on thick matte paper. Add a wonderful accent to your room and office with these posters that are sure to brighten any environment.
• Paper thickness: 10.3 mil
• Paper weight: 189 g/m²
• Opacity: 94%
• ISO brightness: 104%
• Paper is sourced from Japan
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