Gina Marie will be covering Basel Miami 2013!

If you are a Collector intrested in limited editions or books for all...

I am at a place where a feel honored to be living from my art-work. It is an incredible honor and one I will keep growing for as long as I have breath in my lungs.

Most of the images that you see on my website will be available upon inquiry.

I am including here a slide show of images I had the privilege of showcasing in a solo show last June at the National Arts Club:
They are a limited edition of 10 so if you are interested please inquire as soon as your heart moves you to do so...*



I showcased last year in Paris Photo and amongst a room full of classics in New York last fall, between Warhol & Mapplethorpe, Baquita and Kara Walker-- so many amazing dream come trues- with 16 shows through out the year and Tiffany & Co. collecting for their stores internationally.

I have four books available also. two coffee table to smaller--

I have so much more to share..

I promise to heal this body-temple of mine and keep moving forward in innovating ever new ways to add beauty to this world.



If you are interested in an image you may contact me here; flyingishard@gmail.com

or leave a comment here.

iF YOU ARE IN nEW yORK AND CARE FOR A PRIVATE VIEWING do make that clear in your request.

A selection of images can be viewed at:
Baron
545 West 45th Street
New York, NY 10016
T: (212) 664-0800
F: (212) 664-8550

Thank you so much. I look forward to hearing from you & sharing with you.

All my best,

//layla

Doc being created in collaberation with Tarmak film UK*

LAYLA LOVE from Tarmak Films on Vimeo.

the film will be interwoven into layers of ever growing hope that springs from the well within-- be well with-in* ox

Showcasing in the White House for Haiti Flag Day*

It was an honorable beautiful experinance to be there in the White House touring the West Wing, seeing my art hanging, meeting those it was helping, watching Michelle standing tall in grace a smile exouding all sorts of love and possiblity.

With the chance to add to the White House Collection, leveling seeds of transformation, as art heals.

It was for Haiti this time, the image came from the set of Hurricane Season: The Hidden Messages in Water By Alixa & Naima who together form Climbing Poetree.

I meet so may beautiful souls. So deeply inspired to keep creating and sharing in the most positive and far reaching, deeping transforming, trandsending ways...

illumated in the glow of saving lives while doing what we love... bridging the gap between dreams and possiblity.

an ode to bringing magic to everywhere...*

ox

An Ode to Mary Daly & The Life Ahead

A great being has passed.

Let us stand still for a moment and recognize that which must not be forgotten.
As we climb towards the sky.
Mapping that path to our freedom.
In the freedom we create while living.

No matter the constant rush, a gun or golden wand pointed at your head.

Life is rushed, a never ending to do list that we continue to either grow from and flourish amidst or we grow heavier with each burden.
Each burden validated-- the truth of our own stories being lived-- between what we are and what we envision ourselves to be. Between the socially-constructed norms burst the likes of Mary Daly-- her star light unexpectedly bold & filling the room with the notion that 'God' may not the only way?! SHOCKING! Like Galileo's vision of a starry night in a galaxy set right.

Push push push -- push, uncomfortably & steadfast, into the boundaries of conformism-- strike-- the heart-cords of many world wide while opening minds.
Roam into unspoken terrain-- being the first to utter some boundless possibility between the sisterhood of our time- close the doors-- In the shifting of scales we move forward but there must be safe space between us-- by any means necessary-- there is a programing of war systematically taking down the beautiful strength of our womynhood daily-- let us create private spaces to address these and other issues in complete freedom-- just as men have allowed themselves to do for as far back in history as I have learned.

May we stop fearing the space between us and maintain it well enough-- will all the love & creativity that we share, that we may brace ourselves for necessary battles while knowing which battles are able to be transcended like illusions.

The world is a very big place and the cord of womyns space- the room for The Feminine Mystique, for the ghost of Betty Friedan to meet with Daly-- I imagine a meeting of the minds with Frida Kahlo, Nefertiti & Alice Paul... all forming this beautiful light up there for us draw from & to pour into.

In the name of the Mother, the Daughter & the Goddesses. In the Name of Kali. In reverence for the Hideous Hags, In the name of all our mystic mothers- to Mary Daly with her never-ending fervor the living--

*May we reach out to each other a little more right now.
-- May we know that our ancestors and our evolution are two ends of the same pole.


I urge us to spend more shared time on these adventures of living herstory.
United We Stand: Divided We Fall:
Learning to draw from the principles of survival-- we must all be the Phoenix Rising- this must be the turning of the tides-- that only comes once in a blue moon-- this must be the sounding of the alarm.

I believe Mary studied theology so much so she could navigate the heavens quickly, to lead us beyond the pearly gate illusion and into the garden within this seed of life. We are the torch bearers in this most auspicious moment in the dawning evolution-
- upon which we are the pivoting point-
- we are the center of life on this earth-
- the birth place of all life-
- & Yes, I agree with Mary that we must have private space for the freedom of our expression -our knowing-
- we have been bound for centuries while mother earth has been being raped & pillaged-
- the rivers have run dry and been replaced by our tears-
-We are very resourceful creatures:
we will continue to nourish the earth & our self's, each other & all life through this darkness.
The light is breaking.
an alarm call blaring--
telling us it is time to train-- to buck-up-- to rise up--!!!
In the collection of our power and most importantly of consciousness. Of self-love. Revolution must begin with personal evolution-- with our own reconnection of mind-body-essence-ideas-tribe-we are the artisans, the warriors-- I am calling on all my sisters--

Trauma into transformation.

We all identify with different heroines-- let us speak their names more often-- let my generation be blessed with all these tools of technology that allow us to share our stories more and more-- and as we take up more space & more shape with collective vision-- it may take a whole new form-- we may be able to learn to create a community between us-- out of love-- out of rage-- fear-- and the place beyond fear-- a safe space where we can hold a womyn's spirit-- the red tent is needed-- the time for healing is needed-- we are all walking wounded for one reason or another-- carrying some world pain, worry or scar-- but the big picture is always getting bigger and so maybe all is well-- everything-- we have been through-- every trail in our shaping has taken us to a place where we can continue to love each other against all odds throughout and beyond time.

I take back my power to uphold & honor rather than to mourn & remorse.

There is no more time to recall our loses-- let us recount our endless reservoir of talent, knowledge, mystery & might between us.
We must be the fusion of all of these strengths-- to bring them forward-- to call upon a future where we have let go of the boundaries-- the personal wounds-- enough that we can begin to have a dialog that embraces the content of our character rather than surviving the mold of the character we are profiled to be.

I believe it is a matter-- at this point -- of almost letting it be.
this fallen empire-- some thousands of years old-- is chasing its tale to a certain death-

Let it be so so we may truly rise above:
again calling on the Phoenix within all of us-- the fires are burning-- let us rise-
- so we can stop getting burned,
burnt out-- that we can stop running the rat race-- wash off its filth & start planting the seeds of radical fresh newness- NOW!

We are calling on the universal qualities of the female temple to house strong intuition, a great sense of understanding, imagining and working steadfast towards a shared foundation upon which we can all build of unique sense of being.

We have the freedom to draw on everything that has gone right in this world-- merge it together into a new recipe to nurture the future just as our formothers did before refrigeration, when the bread would go stale and thus bread pudding was invented- we have a way to be alchemists-- to transform what is there into what is needed. So there is a need for us to really keep honoring the underground railroad, the grassroots- our own mammas & daughters for getting us this far.

Then there is Evolution. I learned about Mary Daly first through Susan Powter... who taught me that although that bread pudding was resourceful for its time, it is outdated. That mind and body are one of the same and we are what we eat-- so let us stop the insanity-- and realize the key is oxygen.

I believe that the key ingredients are love, support, inspiration & peace.
May we find in the year ahead-- in all time-- that we do indeed leave our mark.
May we live our lives where our actions can mirror our intention with less convolution & interference.
Spend time on the self every day in any way that we can-- let this be the year we clear the plates, sweep the dust from under the rug and let it blow out the door into the wind.

There is no need to fear the skeletons in the closet anymore-- they do not belong to you anymore-- they belong to a past-- send them off to Mary let her have the pleasure of atoning & sinning big with the whole mess that's been made.

I am not so interested in History classes as I am now in the FUTURE Studies-- the study toward HERSTORY.
May we be the co-creators of something beyond the limits of our current vocabulary.

It is a time to evoke all the fire in our belly, the might of our finger tips... in our body -- so lucky we are right now to have this form right now-- with all these senses about us. Relish, revel, rebel, reflect & rejoice.

I am working towards having a Love Craft-- a ship that floats through international seas bringing women's art & performance around the world while inviting women from every port aboard to record and broadcast parts of her.story through a floating satellite equipment media center. We would have a safe majestic ocean to explore the possibilities in thriving and find the tools between us to build those bridges to a world without categories...

With my greatest respect for Ms. Daly-- may she keep decoding the art of living dangerously with such flying colors-- I think I saw a new hue around the setting sun-- there amidst to what is possible.

embrace & let go.
simultaneously as is breath...*

Taking a moment for grieving is never a weakness- it is in fact the heart of the matter. May we always reflect our compassion upon the tides of spirits from this realm & others that allow us to flow, to float, to live & drown. To make waves & quantum leaps.*

putting the grrr back into grassroots.

with love,

//layla

what does it mean to spend a week by the sea and never reach it...

it means you are knee deep at all times in the ebb and flow of the art world: Basel Miami:... feels like cherry blossom season the art is so beautiful hanging, floating all around you-- your eye's booming- your heart alight.

My heart lights up, head is beating to the rhythm of a constant pounding of nails.

:::: 4 shows to hang:::: 4 openings to have::: thousands of comrades to admire, collectors to inspire... there is not a moment to spare, joy & sorrow, the lost & the found hang their stories we walk through like quilt makers putting together a patch-work quilt of possibilities... each one of us looking through the kaleidoscope for that which warms and inspires us. Some folk are more jaded than others. You see the rich and the the rich at heart and try to be clear that your intentions are to shine from within. The gold diggers, the optimist and the romantics swirl together, the opportunist meets the philanthropist in the back room... like it was a back alley transaction on the lower east side.



Possibility are hanging everywhere... it is fashion week for artists. Opening night Basel preview. I am wearing a press pass along with perils -- full access -- it's like the Oscars for the arts-- silk and sequences adore a plethora of beautiful women. Their sink looks like an investment, their bodies are meticulously sculpted. Men in suits that are woven with luxury often accompany them.
These living sculptures are some of the most interesting in the room. Transfixed I watch, if they walk behind, beside or in front, whose the boss, the lover, the artist, the collector? The lines blur. Do these men collect beautiful women or do these beautiful women collect a stream of everything they desire and the man is just as relevant as this seasons best or worst dress?

Everyone streaming together into a maze of monuments-- some half formed ideas and tacky bling intertwined or course-- it is unavoidable.

Still there is room to grow-- for the art and the power of art to keep expanding.

We are alive right now for a reason. We are coming together for more than just the market place. We are coming together to release: to recognize: to activate the desire to strengthen the creative force between us. To air our emotions, express our concerns, our visions of the future, the past, our hopes and our dreams.



The starving artist meets the hungry collector-- each of us has what the other needs to keep going... it is a game of trading-- the artist creates-- and when done with heart and soul the collector invests. The artist then has the ability to keep creating, striving. Everybody is looking for a porthole-- something to escape into-- to be born from.

The collectors often have full & busy lives that involve many hours of work and dedication. It takes a lot to get to that place, more often than not, so they need that beauty, that mystery, the allure, the power and the purity that art can yield...

The artist plays a roll as vital as the physiologist, the historian & the teacher-- the transmitters of the sacred and sublime.



I am here to catalogue the invisible layers of time. My goal is to source life, color, hues of meaning and metaphor from the divine, art is healing, is temple, is the sensual side of science.

Color effects your moods, I try to play with roses hues and the times when I am feeling blue. I enjoy soft color coded walls.

Before arriving I worked on a new series. I loved every part of the process of making them-- from the original moments when the shoots occurred to the space of events that has lead me to this moment. I feel blessed, inspired.



I had the most amazing tribe in my journey through Basel. Artennae, Cheryl Moody & Lisa Silvera who gave me the privilege of having two shows with them and bring in so many wonderful people, good hearted people, together folk who know art, who seem to actually love it. The whole experience was beautiful. They still housing me now-- as I sit writing this on a clear glass desk with my images on either side and the amazing collections.

We are making so many wonderful plans for the future and a sudden ripening is taking place. The work is still up this week which is nice because now we get to have private showing and spend more one and one time-- which is a great luxury in placing the right art with the right buyers.

I do not like the idea of selling just for selling-- everything I give I give with love.



Anthony Haden-Guest with his book signing/reading from his latest book: The Last Party. The hidden treasure maps to an era long past and yet lingering with some sort of renewable charge-- everyone is sparking, peeking interest. We are transported by the characters of the moon and the spoon as Anthony inscribes my book while acknowledging the symbolism is from before my time.everything surrounding the era, the vortex is there, written as only Anthony could, with the greatest of tenderness and reflection, with a rawness that is so honest it can be nothing other that refreshing... it is a book I highly recommend you add to your collection... scribed by a man who has lived through it all and come out dancing-- one of the few men who dare to rock a cunt rock revolution jacket and keep the room spinning far after even the party kids have dropped into lucid piles in corners awash with the red light that streams from the Delano late night.

I had the great blessing of sharing several creative processes with the amazingly breathtakingly talented Alex & Allyson Grey. Their work as both artists and community builders is so consistent and ever growing. So beautiful and inspiring to see those who are living the higher frequencies of consciousness that art can generate and perpetuate. I was able to show them my work at Scope and have a little mischievous laughter with film crews and muses painted and coated with 24-karat gold. It was a moment where everyone was glowing. The there was the honor of being included in their opening at Moksha Art Fair. Allyson and Alex where doing live painting on the stage. I was able to gift them an image from the first time we collaborated. There where fire dancers, bird ladies & the goddess aglow- phantasmagorical-- I was transported back to Byron Bay, Australia-- dancing under the open moon...



Then there was the body painting at Scope, with that huge warehouse. Thanks to Anonymous Gallery & Scott Alger for making that venue so accessible for us to create and show in. Jorghe Casu brought all his talents and paint from the big apple down to join in the humans as art fest--for the body painting, Mone for the transformation. Sara for her body & energy.

There are so many people who brought my personal journey at Basel alive. To Amy Rosi & Peter Rosenthal for being being so gracious and shining at the opening Basel night, and for inspiring me by finding the time to make it to my first opening down here. Then the wonderful Ms. Pam Miller who after spending 20 years at Tiffiany's decided to take a chance and fly down to see what we can do... ah and oh how many things there are to do... How many amazing things we can form with her highly channelled creative force. Dennis flew down from Baron, my gallery-home- in the big city.



Thanks to all the previewers-- the backbone-- to god.... to the Love & Lion Capsule that was so well received down here- yeah for beautiful wearable art!! Thanks to Dani for making all the details come together for seven 18 hour days in row! To Amir for filming so much of this.... ah the list goes on and one. So a simple toast to everyone that came down, flew in, showed up and help make it all happen...

With the deepest, of: love, respect and gratitude.

Time to rest, tomorrow is another full day of follow through and then maybe... just maybe I will see the beach before I go... I will be in Miami for almost another week so if you are here please do say hello, stop by.. share time and art.

Love to those who love to those who live it....

Basel Miami 09* Dec 3-7th... Two Shows and someone magic to unveal...

I am so excited to be part of these beautiful shows with this amazing team: Artennae:

I had the honor of meeting Cheryl serendipitous 4 years ago... everything unfolding beautifully into this pinnacle moment... may life continue to be a series of visual bursts and flourishing...

So grateful for your beautiful energy & work embedded into our events here~!

First show address is:
Wynwood Lofts Art Complex
250 NW 23rd St., Loft #203
Miami
Open daily Dec. 3-6, 2009 from 12 noon to 6 pm
Opening Reception Thursday Dec. 3, 2009 6 - 8 pm

The second show address is :
4100 NE 2nd Avenue, ground floor
Miami
Open daily Dec. 3-6, 2009 12 noon - 6 pm
Opening Reception Friday Dec. 4, 2009 9 pm - midnight...


Layla’s beautiful energy is transmitted into her work. As a collective, we are drawn to her international voice which sees no color, race, gender or religious differences. Diversity is key in our company, in the artists we represent, and in our view of the world.



Our mission is to amplify Layla’s voice, and to share her point of view with the world. Contributing to her vision for her work also allows us to participate in her continued journey in the global art world. With the current shifts in the world, global perspective is more important than ever.


With an artist like Layla out in the world, recanting messages of unity, beauty, and joy, we believe that people everywhere will respond to her poignant delivery of goodness and make a conscious decision to care for each other. That is the beauty of Layla and her images.


Thanks, love. I"ll address the rest of your email at the end of the day today, as we are in meetings all day. Hope you have a great day!



The Artennae Team

Mission: ARTennae = contemporary art consultants + marketing + public relations

tuned into the visual arts. We are masterminds of tasteful & relevant exhibits and events geared to honor the artist’s individuality, harness the intense energy of guerrilla marketing / new media, and elevate the work to the next dimension. We have access to the brightest global art stars & we are intent on shining a vivid, laser-focused light on their vision.




My highest regards to you,

Cheryl Moody
&
Lisa Silvera


***Please come join us... I would love to see you there... let's make more and more beautiful out of living.. ox