Nya Kost

a flautist in dreams

Nya — Sat, 29 Mar 2025 21:57:55 +0000

For longer than I can remember, I’ve had significant anxiety in the morning my funny little brain loves to think about every single thing it can right when it realizes it’s awake. So after years of experiencing this, I have used certain strategies to help my anxious mornings. Sometimes it’s waking up and immediately going for a walk other times it’s stretching etc. Then about six years ago I started a Breathwork practice and I’ve been doing it as steadily as a can but sometimes forget how effective it is. The funny thing about this breath work practice is that I actually always really wanted to whistle through it I wanted to create sound for some reason. About year ago I would do this breathing practice and then day dream about luminous shapes playing flutes. I then started to whistle after the breathing practice and all of this led up to actually playing my flute. Playing a wind instrument definitely forced me to become more conscious of my breath from that lovely relaxed and opened inhalations too the sharp intense controlled exhalations. This is the respiratory workout that I always wanted, and my lungs are now becoming a refined tool that I can use musically. The power of the breath with a flute is such a peaceful meditation.

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sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past

Nya — Sat, 22 Mar 2025 20:14:17 +0000

<3 u Prince

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i can see the sun

Nya — Fri, 14 Mar 2025 18:18:08 +0000

Last November I started making alot of playlists of my favorite music and I went through this very in depth focused period in my paintings at the same time, even before I knew I wanted to do a website. I felt so comfortablely cocooned listening to some particular songs over and over again. One of them was ” I Can See The Sun in Late December ” by Roberta Flack written by Stevie Wonder (he wrote the song for her!!!) I couldn’t stop listening to this song. It’s almost 13 minutes long and it is a beautiful piece of artistic genius. I loved this song as a child and it reminds me of me and my Dad dancing in the living room. I would sing in my highest voice “I CAN SEE THE SUN” and all the lalalas. The melody of this song is entrancing, it softens you as it moves like tickles up my spine. I would hear this song in my sleep as if i was trying to purposely give myself an earworm. I couldn’t help it I just listening and sang, and painted like so many beautiful paintings that are now some of my favorites. The lyrics comfort me like a love letter.

I can see the sun in late December
I see forgotten treasures ‘neath the sea
Tides that defeat identity
Washing away the beauty that was in your mind
I can hear the sounds you don’t remember
The sounds of birds and bees in harmony
Chords being blown by a gentle breeze
Making the perfect melody you left behind

When I heard about her passing I was so brokenhearted ???? immediately needed to breakout all her work for a listening binge. To most wonderful Roberta Flack, my dear you are a treasure in my heart forever thank you for being on this earth and making such tender music for us. You will truly be missed

~Restful prayers and gratitudes

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we aren’t normal!

Nya — Thu, 13 Mar 2025 22:32:31 +0000

social media is trying to make artists normal, fast and disposable. I remember I would scroll through and see someones masterpiece and think, how long do most people look at this? Everything is fast food now, just consume and move on quickly. The movement of it and pressure is exhausting and unenjoyable. Art is meant to be savoured and thought about. aRt is a slowing down, a stirring up inside us, a connection, a practice , a breath that soothes us. HOw does anyone capture presence with the machine (algorithms) bArking at us advertising and to get more followers and likes? So many good reasons to not be apart of that, so I left. I just want to sit with one masterpiece at a time without any distractions, taking each color and shape with my breath……this is solace….

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flowing seamlessly

Nya — Thu, 13 Mar 2025 03:25:18 +0000

♡ sault…thank you for this touching & eloquent piece of soulfulness and i hope you never tell them what they all are desperate to hear, the mystery is already known ︎

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in the soil

Nya — Thu, 06 Mar 2025 20:55:20 +0000

I remember digging in the dirt as child thinking what would I find if I looked hard enough ina magnified way. I had no knowledge to soil biology or the fact that there’s almost billions forms of life situated in the soil, but I was fascinated with all tiny life. I would squint my eyes and imagine grand dramatic scenarios and draw sqibbles and forms that made no real sense to anyone. I felt these what is called (sweet creatures) had souls and communicated with each other. I wondered things like What did these tiny creatures eat? What language did they have? How do they love? How do they play? How do they dance? This is one of the best things about childhood. I didn’t need to know that there’s fungi networks even though I believed that they communicated with each other. I didn’t need to understand organic matter, protozoa, bacteria and the all different types of microbes living all together in a bio diverse community, I inherently knew this-because I believe children are intuitive about nature.

So as I’ve been stepping into different forms of artwork and creativity, I’ve realize that this current collection of paintings this last year has everything to do with the way I communicate with the dream life of me and my playful childhood in the soil. Digging in the dirt, being in the soil and getting grounding with this artwork is truly joyous.

Nya

how sacred the soil

the soul of the earth

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gestation and then birthing

Nya — Tue, 04 Mar 2025 20:58:18 +0000

I’ve been rereading “the letters to Young poet” by Rilke. I can’t even count how many times I’ve read this book already, It comforts me. Somehow I get new insights every time. I love letter 3 so much I could have parts of it written all over my walls. I adore His focus on gestation leading to birthing and on what it takes to be an artist.

“Allow your judgements their own silent, undisturbed development, which, like all progress, must come from deep within and cannot be forced or hastened. Everything is gestation and then birthing.

To let each impression and each embryo of a feeling come to completion, entirely in itself, in the dark, in the unsayable, the unconscious, beyond the reach of one’s own understanding, and with deep humility and patience to wait for the hour when a new clarity is born: this alone is what it means to live as an artist: in understanding as in creating.”
—Letter 3 Rilke

I think many years before I started doing art again. I had this idea that I had to force some sort of vision of what an art piece or poem would look or feel like to me and unfortunately hindered my creative process. This intensity was coupled with a tendency to distract myself from tending to my creativity while being impatient with myself. I experienced so many unfortunate comparisons, and negative ideas that just didn’t serve my creativity so when Rilke says “everything is Gestation and then birthing” it hit me that thru a lot of healing I’ve gone through I imagine my paintings going thru a birthing process and there’s a flow in creativity that requires nourishment for the soul. That flow is creative rest and I started to experience stillness and patience. There’s nothing to force when you are in flow. I’m so grateful that I don’t need to manipulate the creative process. I can stand tall and walk with every piece I do in a calming way. Grow these lil creature friends naturally with patience and care.

Love,

Nya

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gratitudes

Nya — Mon, 03 Mar 2025 21:38:13 +0000

thank you God YHWH divine! to the creator source of all life

thank you to the air I breathe daily

thank you to the precious lover and forever partner of my life

thank you to my wonderful family

thank you for the tenderness of my spirit

thank you to the land I get to share with others

thank you to the my Abby pup who always shines joy

thank you to the kindreds that I met along the way

thank you to peaceful dancing with my breath

thank you to all the flutes i get to play in my life

thank you to the sweet smell of mango on my skin

thank you to the sun rayz piercing my iris

thank you mother and father, sister and brother

thank you high frequency sounds

thank you for healing and those that have helped in my healing path

thank you paint brush and ink

thank you creative spirit & art flow

thank you lovers of peace

thank you body for showing me how to listen

thank you music and silence

thank you wind and stillness

thank wild of waves

thank you

I am a wellspring of thanksgiving

I have so many gratitudes I first wanna say a big shout out and thank you to God you are so amazing I love you, and to my sweet husband that I love so much and helped build this space for me I’m so so so grateful. To my puppy thank you for being sweet and fluffy and inspiring. Thank you to my family and friends y’all are so wonderful. And I’m so grateful to the creative soulfulness I get to express daily. This space is sacred and it’s where I can write and share a little bit of my fantastical world of art ,neurodivergent brilliance, poetry, dreams and deep thoughts.

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