Bushwhack Your Own Path
Art for the soul that won't be tamed.
A curated gallery for wild-hearted ones who want their walls to speak their truth.
Wild Taste. Untamed Spirit. No Regrets.
Wreckening
Reckoning: the art of laying down what no longer fits.
It is the fierce grace of telling the truth to yourself. It’s the moment your soul catches up to your therapy. The sacred pause where you look at what you’ve inherited, what you’ve carried, and what you’re finally ready to lay down. It is both mirror and machete: reflecting what is, and clearing the path for what could be.
A reckoning is not the end.
It’s the beginning of living in full alignment—with your values, your wildness, your voice, and your vision.
Empowerment
the art of remembering you were never asking for too much.
It’s not about becoming louder. It’s about becoming truer.
Power, here, is not domination—it’s embodiment.
To be rooted in your values, sovereign in your boundaries, soft in your centre, and relentless in your vision.
Empowerment doesn’t mean you never doubt.
It means you lead anyway—with integrity, with instincts, with wild grace.
This art doesn’t empower you.
It reminds you that you already are.
Spiritual Renewal
the art of returning to yourself through beauty.
Not the beauty of perfection—but the kind that cracks you open.
The kind that feels like prayer without needing words.
Renewal is slow. Cyclical. It moves like moonlight, not deadlines.
This isn’t a glow-up. It’s a deepening.
Every brushstroke is a way home.
Every piece is an invitation to remember you are held, witnessed, and woven into something greater.
Hell yes—let’s blow the hinges off the ordinary and turn your space into a portal for soul-stirring inspiration.
This was never about filling blank walls. This was about not going blank inside.
I used to scroll gallery sites and think: “Pretty. But not me.”
Where was the wild? Where was the tension? Where was the paradox—the soft edge, the untamable soul, the myth, the fury, the tenderness held in one metaphoric portal ?So I created a space for us: women who don’t shrink to fit polite frames.
Because art shouldn’t match your couch.
It should match your becoming.
Don't forfeit. Stay Fierce
Beloved, Let’s Unburden to Wrecken
This is where the story splits open—where art meets grief, truth, myth, and the flame that made you.
#wildswansrising
From Collector
״The stuff is really amazing here. I was searching for this kind of spiritually tender and socially conscience artwork for a long time. I really appreciate how Yiya collaborated with me to commission a work that I know is a deeply meaningful gift that I can't ever find in a store for my wife.
Client 2
״I love Yiya's expressive brush work in ink. The themes she wrestles with become visual metaphors that is not only interesting to look at but has a powerful way to spark conversation and shift how people interact in my office. The art has a sort of presence and power. They sit quietly but the moment your eyes catch the scene, it evokes a feeling and ignite curiousity "
Client