Transcend

Fine Art by Annabel Sclippa

When her health reached a crisis point, Annabel came to a realisation: She wanted to transmute and transform her challenges by creating something new and beautiful, by creating art! Thus, she transcended her circumstances.
Crane on Eggs by: Annabel V Sclippa

Series Include: Lifecycle of the Crane, Lilies of the Chakra, Wine Women, Male Mucha, Wickenburg Nights, Old Town Peacocks & Peonies…

DA Vines Vineyard
705 N Main Street
Cottonwood, AZ 86326

Friday June 26th and Saturday June 27th
Meet the Artist 5-8pm both days

Live Music 🎶

Friday, June 26th, 5-7pm LA PALOMA
Saturday, June 27th, 6-8pm ALEX OGBURN

Tasting Room is OPEN 11-8:30

Event Specials:

20% OFF Wine Bottles and Desserts
Special Offering: Plat du Jour is Ratatouille

About The Series

Lifecycle of the Crane

(the center of the show), the crane primaries, and the mini crane series:

Throughout my life, I have found that birds are creatures of profound significance, their appearances to me surrounding deaths of significant friends and family, or at other times whispering me back onto my own path, and their meanings woven into the legends and stories that span generations.

I often feel as though the crane and I share an ancient connection; just as these birds have existed for over 60 million years, I see my own healing journey mirroring their enduring presence, a repetition over decades of death and rebirth, unfolding and returning back to form again.

In Greek and Roman myth, the dance of cranes celebrates life and joy, a spirit I strive to embody. Like the crane, which Apollo, the sun god, favored to herald spring and light, I aspire to be a bringer of my own inner light and ease.

Across Asia, the crane is a symbol of happiness and eternal youth, and in my heart, I hold onto the crane’s reputation for good fortune and longevity, reflecting my own hope for a long, vibrant life. As the Japanese crane stands majestic and tall, I see my own strength in its resilience.

I think of the “heavenly crane,” a symbol of wisdom, and I feel my own wings spreading to carry me toward spiritual enlightenment. Just as a thousand folded cranes are said to grant a wish, I fold my own hopes and aspirations into every day, trusting in the promise of continuous peace and renewal through my paintings..,

-Annabel V. Sclippa

Lifecycle of the Crane by: Annabel V Sclippa

Lilies of the Chakra,

Miss Sclippa has struggled through many levels of loss in this lifetime; including paralysis and the loss of the function of her legs, the loss of a house that burned down, and is currently struggling with auto-immune diseases. She closed her Bed & Breakfast to become a painter and use expression as a method of healing. She always finds a way to rise back out of the ashes, and source a power from within to overcome. These Lilies are a representation of her healing process, as felt through the chakras.

Seven Lillies of the Chakra by: Annabel V Sclippa

Wine Women,

The muses of Zin, Rose of Cabernet Franc and Sauvignon Blanc have come out to play doning names of wines you might find at DA Vines!

Male Mucha,

Fashioned after Alfons Maria Mucha’s “Moon & Stars” series – Sclippa has reworked Mucha’s traditionally female-centered images using male ballet dancers as her subjects: transforming the beauty and grace of gender

Wickenburg Nights,

The items in “Wickenburg Nights”: Antique Mirror with Horse Training Rein, the Virgin of Guadeloupe, Candelabra, and Copper Door Handle are some of her favorite things she observed from bed, and as she finally began to make her way in her wheelchair around the grounds. Her self-portrait Mystic Medic was done at the same time, exposing her deep desire to heal herself through the fusion of her medical background and inherent healing capabilities.

Old Town Peacocks & Peonies…

A tribute to the exquisite pops of Old Town Cottonwood: the peacocks who used to roam Main St ~ when their heading out for morning snacks was the only reason for a traffic jam… and the pleasant surprise of the abundance of fruit and flora, fauna and flowers in the “desert”…

Peonies by: Annabel V Sclippa