Control

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  • Available size: A3 (11”x14” / 28x35cm)

    A2 (16.5”×23.4” / 42 × 60cm)

  • Materials: Fine-art giclée print on Hahnemühle German Etching 310 gsm

    Handmade box-wooden frame in gold color, off-white mount, glass

Intention:

May this painting be a portal – so we can all let go of those heavy golden cages of control, reach for the glowing coin of our deep ancestral strength, and come home to Gaia’s beating heart fully free, rooted, and finally loving ourselves just as we are.

Story behind this painting:

For years I carried these old patterns of control inside me – things I didn’t even know were there. At some point, during my healing journey, I felt this strong pull to paint what control really feels like when you’re finally waking up to it as a grown woman. In my life it first showed up through my dad when I was little, and then it came rushing back – even stronger – in my relationship with my partner, who in so many ways was like a mirror of my father.

You’ve probably heard about karmic relationships. But who would’ve thought one might show up in your own life just to help you finally look at your wounds, your old beliefs, the places where you feel stuck? For the longest time I couldn’t figure out why I felt so trapped, why my partner reminded me of my dad in every tiny detail – the same tone, the same ways of shutting things down. I fought it, I cried, I fell apart more times than I can count. It felt like an unstoppable truck just running straight through my heart.

And out of all that pain… this painting came. Creating it became part of my healing – piece by piece.

I made it with one clear wish for myself and the collective: to let go of every kind of control that keeps us small, that makes us hand our power away, live like victims, and forget we have every right to be exactly who we are – no apologies, no explanations through someone else’s eyes.

We don’t always see it, but so much of this is our inner child crying for love and attention. And the things we go through as little girls and boys? They didn’t start with us. They were passed down – fromgreat great-grandparents to grandparents to parents – shaping the world we grew up in. Often it’s through the hardest moments that we finally step into our own strength.

Looking back, I realized my dad became my biggest “teacher” of control. When I finally pictured him as a scared little boy, and later as a young man who lost a child… something softened. Forgiveness came. I could see my memories from a quieter place, like an observer.

This painting holds my story across generations – from the child I was, to the woman I am now, who finally understands how control had been quietly running the show while I thought “that’s just how life is.”

It’s full of symbols about life’s cycles, growing up, and the beautiful moment we step out of those golden cages – the ones the world (call it matrix, society, family patterns, whatever) tries to lock us in.

FRAME:
SIZE:
  • Available size: A3 (11”x14” / 28x35cm)

    A2 (16.5”×23.4” / 42 × 60cm)

  • Materials: Fine-art giclée print on Hahnemühle German Etching 310 gsm

    Handmade box-wooden frame in gold color, off-white mount, glass

Intention:

May this painting be a portal – so we can all let go of those heavy golden cages of control, reach for the glowing coin of our deep ancestral strength, and come home to Gaia’s beating heart fully free, rooted, and finally loving ourselves just as we are.

Story behind this painting:

For years I carried these old patterns of control inside me – things I didn’t even know were there. At some point, during my healing journey, I felt this strong pull to paint what control really feels like when you’re finally waking up to it as a grown woman. In my life it first showed up through my dad when I was little, and then it came rushing back – even stronger – in my relationship with my partner, who in so many ways was like a mirror of my father.

You’ve probably heard about karmic relationships. But who would’ve thought one might show up in your own life just to help you finally look at your wounds, your old beliefs, the places where you feel stuck? For the longest time I couldn’t figure out why I felt so trapped, why my partner reminded me of my dad in every tiny detail – the same tone, the same ways of shutting things down. I fought it, I cried, I fell apart more times than I can count. It felt like an unstoppable truck just running straight through my heart.

And out of all that pain… this painting came. Creating it became part of my healing – piece by piece.

I made it with one clear wish for myself and the collective: to let go of every kind of control that keeps us small, that makes us hand our power away, live like victims, and forget we have every right to be exactly who we are – no apologies, no explanations through someone else’s eyes.

We don’t always see it, but so much of this is our inner child crying for love and attention. And the things we go through as little girls and boys? They didn’t start with us. They were passed down – fromgreat great-grandparents to grandparents to parents – shaping the world we grew up in. Often it’s through the hardest moments that we finally step into our own strength.

Looking back, I realized my dad became my biggest “teacher” of control. When I finally pictured him as a scared little boy, and later as a young man who lost a child… something softened. Forgiveness came. I could see my memories from a quieter place, like an observer.

This painting holds my story across generations – from the child I was, to the woman I am now, who finally understands how control had been quietly running the show while I thought “that’s just how life is.”

It’s full of symbols about life’s cycles, growing up, and the beautiful moment we step out of those golden cages – the ones the world (call it matrix, society, family patterns, whatever) tries to lock us in.

Here’s what I painted:

Right in the center is Gaia’s heart – Mother Earth’s heart – strong, alive, glowing soft green healing light. That’s where we all come from, where we draw our deepest strength. Thick golden roots grow out from it, feeding both a man and a little girl. That’s my dad and little me. We’re connected to the same source. In his hand he holds a butterfly – a symbol of transformation and the good intentions he carried, even if they hurt sometimes.

On the left –  red poppies, the flowers I adored running through as a kid in Polish fields. They remind me of innocence, but also carry the memory of life’s shortness, of loss, and how nature keeps blooming anyway – soft yet unbreakable.

On the right – tall golden sunflowers. As a child they felt like they touched the sky. They stand for turning toward the light, joy, hope, and that quiet inner glow that keeps searching for truth even in dark times.

From both flowers, deep strong roots reach into the earth – into vibrant layers of red, orange, purple. There you find our ancestors, shown as skulls wrapped in mountain crystals. Death isn’t the end here – it’s just a turn in the cycle, a doorway to rebirth. We come from them. They’re still with us. And in their mouths are glowing coins – our ticket to claim our full power when we’re ready. It’s not a scary place. It’s a sacred one. The darkest depths hold the key to our freedom.

For years, little me was fed by those roots – through ancestors and parents. My dad was my first big teacher. But I couldn’t reach that glowing coin of understanding yet. My feelings, my voice, my needs… they got lost in how my parents saw the world. Eventually a cross sealed my lips. I had no say. So I escaped into my secret creative world – and that’s the little orange kitten on the right. Curious, independent, wise in that quiet cat-way. Warm, brave, playful… but also my safe hiding place where I could be me without judgment.

I grew thick skin. I kept repeating the same painful loops because I felt so wrong, so broken, so “not enough.” So I ran – me and my orange cat – searching for freedom.

What I didn’t see back then: there was a golden cage over my dad’s head. Its door was open, but he couldn’t see it. It was built from his own traumas, beliefs, the heavy religious system that once saved him but later swallowed him whole. He thought he was protecting me by keeping me inside it too. When I chose myself as an adult… rejection came. Expulsion. “You’re not enough. You don’t belong if you live outside this cage.”

How many of you know this pain? Choosing yourself and losing family because of someone else’s cage?

We can’t blame them. They gave what they had. And usually that’s exactly when the real shift happens. When we see clearly, our soul quietly hands us that ancestral glowing coin.

That’s what happened to me. After some time and many tears, I could finally look at my life like in a mirror. So up high in the painting I placed her – my adult self, sitting on a soft cloud, flower crown on her head, watching everything with calm, loving eyes. She sees all the custom-made cages we wear, how they try to steal our free will in the name of “the system” – father, religion, boss, controlling love, war, division… name your own.

Is that really what life is for? To fight, divide, constantly prove our worth over and over?

I painted this to let control go. Right now, more than ever, I feel we all need to heal this deep habit of being controlled – in every way. It’s time to release, to clear, to follow the quiet path from your heart down into your deepest self. The answers are already there. That path leads straight to your glowing coin. Reach for it… and watch the magic unfold.

I wanted the sky and the whole landscape to feel like a fairy tale – like coming back to the safest, softest moments of childhood. Purples, pinks, greens, yellows, warm oranges – they’re meant to carry you gently into your heart, into that peaceful meditative space where your real desires and courage are born.

Emotions Vibrating in this Artwork:

  • Release: that sweet lightness when you finally drop the weight you’ve carried for so long

  • Forgiveness: warm, real understanding – toward yourself and those who came before, without pretending it didn’t hurt

  • Coming home to yourself: quiet, powerful knowing that you’re allowed to be fully you – and it feels like joy

Chakras Activated by this Artwork:

  • Heart (Anahata): green healing light mending old rejection and “not enough” wounds

  • Solar Plexus (Manipura): golden fire bringing back your confidence, your “yes I can”

  • Root (Muladhara): deep grounding into Earth and ancestors, so you feel safe enough to stand tall

Colors Influencing Energetics:

  • Green: healing, new beginnings, coming back to life and self-love

  • Purple: deep change, intuition, seeing beyond illusions, soul-level forgiveness

  • Golden yellow: your inner sun, joy, courage to shine without hiding

Root yourself, reclaim your power, open your heart, and look at everything with clear, kind eyes.

This painting isn’t just mine. It’s an invitation. If you look at it with an open heart, it becomes your portal too – to let the transformation begin and let go of that golden cage of control inside you.

Disclaimer:

Each artwork is printed as a museum-grade giclée on Hahnemühle German Etching 310 gsm – a luxurious, heavyweight, 100 % cotton rag paper with a distinctive, slightly textured fine-art surface. This vegan-certified, warm-toned paper is one of the most respected in the world for limited-edition fine art prints, loved by galleries and collectors for its ability to hold incredible detail, depth of colour and velvety matte finish.

The print is then individually hand-signed, numbered and infused with Reiki by me in my Atelier.

Framing (commissioned only after your order):

Each limited-edition print is individually framed by master framer Oliver in his London Atelier, exclusively after your order is placed. Nothing is pre-made or held in stock – every single piece is created especially for you. The bespoke box-frame is handcrafted from premium solid wood and painted by hand to perfectly complement energy of the artwork. With its deep profile, frame creates a striking, floating three-dimensional presence on the wall. The archival giclée print is floated on an off-white, acid-free museum mount that enhances depth and elegance. The entire piece is then sealed behind crystal-clear Art Glass – a museum-grade, anti-reflective and UV-protective glass that eliminates glare even in brightly lit spaces and preserves the colours for generations. 

Your artwork arrives ready to hang, complete with a professional hanging system. Because every frame is commissioned and hand-painted specially for you, and because I personally sign, number and infuse each piece with Reiki energy before it leaves my studio, please allow 7–14 business days for creation and delivery (occasionally up to 21 days during busy periods). 

This is not mass-produced poster art.
This is a sacred, handcrafted, energetic talisman made with love and intention.

It carries the energy of healing and is designed to be a lifelong companion on your journey.

Limited edition of 100 Series 1 | Hand-signed & numbered | Certificate of Authenticity included | Infused with Reiki energy by Reiki Master