🦉 “Barn owl” by Alexander is available, painted with hand-picked and processed raw minerals that we collected in the foothills of the Andes mountains.
We unearth colorful pigments on expeditions around our home in Popayán Colombia, where Alexander’s uncles have been making natural paint since the 1970’s. Each stone and handful of clay holds the memory of a specific place, and for us as painters there is something profoundly intimate about accompanying the pigment all the way from its cliff side or river bed to its new home on canvas in the wild shapes of our imagination.
Foraged pigment painting is a sacred and deeply fulfilling process that reminds us where we come from, and affirms a mutual relationship with our planet that can never be forgotten or erased. We love sharing our work and this technique with all of you. Thank you for being here and supporting🤎 head to our website (link in bio) to shop a rich spectrum of work.
Photos by @1ofakindphotography
We’re thrilled to be collaborating with @lodiwhittierlibrary to offer our next Foraged Pigment Painting Workshop! 🎨Registration opens TODAY (link in bio + today’s story) —seats are limited so we recommend snagging a spot!
In this workshop you will:
🌎learn about foraged pigment painting throughout the ages 🌎learn how to mindfully forage pigments anywhere in the world (due to limited time, all pigments will be pre-collected and processed for you)
🌎mix your own paints
🌎partake in a guided visualization meditation, silent sketch and composition planning
🌎paint with pigments on wood rounds or watercolor paper
🌎go home with an original foraged pigment painting of your creation
We love teaching this ancient human practice, it inspires so much creativity in everyone who tries it! We hope to see you at this workshop on July 22 from 5-7 pm ❤️
#upcomingworkshop #2026workshop #pigmentpainting #pigmentworkshop #mineralpaintworkshop
“Warlander” by @alexanderfals 🐎
40x25 inches
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
—Wendell Berry
This poem came to mind when Alexander was seeking to capture the essence of this piece. Amidst paintings of heavy political and spiritual themes, painting this scene was a rest for his mind and soul. Horses will always be a nostalgic symbol of his grandma Mary Sherwood and mother Lauren Sherwood.
#horsepainting #mineralpigmentpainting #horseart #warlander #foragedpigmentart
We’re coming to ⚡️@electric_forest ⚡️this June with our foraged pigment artwork and our newest hat collab with @grassrootscalifornia (DeerJ 🦌) will be dropping at the festival!!!
If you are planning to go let us know! We will have special art giveaways for you when you find us on the festival grounds ✨
Electric Forest Festival is an oasis of creativity, not only epic electronic music artists but installation art, live painting, immersive emporiums full of in-character actors who interact with you, and glowing villages full of artisans, clothing designers and visual artists like us who provide magical vibes and art to the people 🎨
⚡️ We are over the moon to be returning for our second year in a row, and hope to see you there.
#electricforest2026 #foragedpigmentart #colombianpigments #mineralpigmentpainting #earthrainbow
Cuba libre
Foraged pigment on canvas
48” x 30”
This piece means so much to me and has been a long time coming. Please take the time to read and comment, together we can make the world a better place.
This piece depicts three Cuban trogons playing music while floating in a bottle at sea. The resilience and soul of the Cuban people is a testament to the strength of all humankind.
The word banana republic has been used to subvert the truth and diminish the humanity of Cuba along with central and South American countries since its conception in 1904 by the American writer O. Henry (William Sydney Porter). It first appeared in his collection of short stories, Cabbages and Kings. ( a reference to Luis Carrol’s through the looking glass)
Follow the story of the banana and we understand much of the dark magic in empire. How the true banana republic was the very empire itself, and through deceptive language they managed to convince the world it was the ladder. They call it “The imposition of Will” using a practice they call “magnetic chain”.
They link us together and impose their will on the masses. Literally oldest trick in the book.
Remember bananas are a part of a “complete breakfast” hint hint
When Freemasons designed the Natinal flag of Cuba they used the symbol of a key to mark cubas strategic location as a bridge between continents. He who holds the key runs the gate.
The people of Cuba are still at the whim of this occult colonial conflict. This is why education matters, if we do not use it as a tool for the liberation of humanity it will be used as a tool for its dominion.
The lies we were taught in public school just keep adding up. I love you all, thank you for supporting Foraged pigment art
Folk Magic
25” x 40”
Foraged pigments on canvas
A heart breaks
To water the tree of ascension
One day our children will
Reap that harvest
May they be rich
In the energetic currency of care
And wealthy in the wisdom of equality
May it be our creation and discovery
Quintessence
The Ancient truth revealed
Thank you to @allysongreycosm and @alexgreycosm for their guidance in the delicate and sacred practice of Visionary Art.
Universal Creativity,
Flow through me,
From my heart
Through my mind to my hand,
Infuse my work with spirit
To feed hungry souls.
~Alex Grey
It’s easy to get stuck searching for your style or voice in the arts, as if it’s outside of you. There’s a lot of pressure to be different, unique, exceptional. But you already are different, and your unique style exists already in everything you say and choose. The lifelong exercise of artists (and all people) is to continually learn how to let your voice out, in all of its forms as you keep changing—to keep excavating it from the muck of judgment, care for it, allow it, and share it in all of its iterations. The people who need it will find you. More importantly, you will find you.
Photos by @1ofakindphotography
May god have mercy
I painted this piece three years ago. It was one of a 15 piece series. I displayed in Havana Cuba at La Casa de la Americas
Love to all the children
Magic hath stolen away
This is my song
Oh gods of all the nations
A song of peace for lands so far away
This is my home, a country where my heart is
Here grew my hopes and dreams for all mankind
But other hearts in other lands are beating
With hopes and dreams as true and high as mine
My country’s skies are bluer than the ocean
And sunlight shines on clover leaf and pine
But other lands have sunlight too and clover
And skies are everywhere as blue as mine
Oh hear my prayer, o gods of all the nations
A song of peace for their lands and for mine
Peter Paul and Mary
Empire Brain
48” x 30”
Foraged Pigments of Colombia
If empire is installed through repetition of phrases,
so is liberation.
The masses do not move through complexity,
We move through repetition and feeling.
inherited phrases become subconscious operating systems.
phrases are not neutral.
They are neurological architecture.
If language builds the cage,
language builds the bridge…
We exist at the edge of a bifurcation our species barely perceives.
One path: language continues as a tool of compression—reducing reality into categories, hierarchies, control.”
“The other: language becomes relational—a living system that expands reality through mutual recognition.”
Every phrase we expose weakens one reality
Every phrase we refine strengthens another
people cannot unite around a lie.
But we can unite around a revealed wound.
Empire Brain, the wound map
The ascension we seek isn’t mystical,
It’s lexical.
What we call ascension
is not upward movement
It is the refinement of participation
We do not leave reality.”
We learn to engage it… without violence
When we changed our words, we changed our world.
To name is to sculpt perception
Love does not withdraw, it enters
@chapelofsacredmirrors thank you to @allysongreycosm for encouraging me to incorporate words into my paintings
❤️ miss you guys
Alexander has started a beautiful series of birds! This white barn owl perched on a gnarled branch is striking against an orange clay background. Each color comes from creamy, bright volcanic clays that we dug up near our home. 🤍
#barnowlpainting #mineralpigment #claypaint #paintwithclay #foragedpigmentart
