Sharon Covert Photography

Love and grief, connection and wound...they share the same color.
The truth is, grief and love coexist.
Both ask us to bleed.
One when we lose,
the other when we dare to keep.
They say red threads bind us together,
but no one warns you
how much it hurts to hold on
or how much it costs to let go.
My vulnerability bleeds through my chest.
One by one, my truths seep out.
These are my confessions.
There is a cost to loving deeply.
My heart never closes.
In loving, I opened my chest.
In grieving, I never stitched it shut.
And so, love and grief become the same color.
There is mourning here.
But also healing.
Surrender.
They don’t tell you
that to love someone deeply
is to live at the edge of joy and grief
at once.

She waits in the woods
The ravens carry her truths
Lead me home, she says

✨ I’m honored to be a finalist in the Art Prize 2025.
Voting for the People’s Choice Award is still open if you feel called to support my art. Thank you!!!

https://beautifulbizarreartprize.art/contest-image/4572/?v=82a9e4d26595

A red thread, a lantern, a black raven to lead the way through the dark…
This image has carried me farther than I ever imagined.

I am honored to be named a Finalist in the Beautiful Bizarre Art Prize 2025. ✨

If you feel called, you can support my work through the People’s Choice Award (link in bio and in my stories and highlights).

✨ I’m honored to share that I’ve been selected as a Finalist in the Beautiful Bizarre Art Prize 2025! ✨

This has been a dream of mine for years. Every time I entered, I did so with hope in my heart, and to be recognized in this way by a publication and community I hold in the highest regard feels surreal.

I am humbled and deeply grateful to stand alongside so many incredible artists whose work moves and inspires me.

Today, the People’s Choice Award opens. If you feel drawn to support my work, I would be honored and thankful for your vote. The link is in my bio and in my stories.

Thank you, for seeing something in my work. This moment is one of the greatest for me and I don’t even have the words to express how absolutely grateful I am for everything you do for artists. ✨

✨ I’m honored to share that I’ve been selected as a Finalist in the Beautiful Bizarre Art Prize 2025. ✨

This has been a dream of mine for years. Every time I entered, I did so with hope in my heart, and to be recognized in this way by a publication and community I hold in the highest regard feels surreal.

I am humbled and deeply grateful to stand alongside so many incredible artists whose work moves and inspires me.

Today, the People’s Choice Award opens. If you feel drawn to support my work, I would be honored and thankful for your vote. The link is here in this post, the comments, on my website, and on Instagram.

Thank you, Beautiful Bizarre Magazine , for seeing something in my work. This moment is one of the greatest for me and I don’t even have the words to express how absolutely grateful I am for everything you do for artists. https://beautifulbizarreartprize.art/contest-image/4572/?v=82a9e4d26595

I Am Not Who You Said I Was
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I’m self-taught in the most sacred way...through grief, through creating art, through lived experience that no classroom can touch.
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I have transformed pain into beauty, silence into expression, and absence into devotion.
I’ve studied in places no university could lead me.
I’ve kept creating in the middle of heartbreak, silence, and uncertainty.
I’ve walked through fire, not to prove myself, but to stay whole. To stay honest. To stay here.
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My body is the classroom.
My grief is the degree.
My art is the thesis.
And my truth is the qualification.
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If you carry stories deep within the marrow of your bones like I do, my new guide is for you.
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“Cut to the Marrow” is available now for $22
Link in bio or DM me

Some truths aren’t meant to be spoken in words.
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They burrow deep in the marrow
where memories are met with silence
and stories are buried before we know how to speak them.
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I made something for that place.
From that place.
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It’s called- Cut to the Marrow.
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It’s a guide.
A companion for your grief.
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Inside are prompts for the ones who carry sorrow in their bones…
for the ones who create from their darkness…
for anyone longing to see themselves clearly beneath their shadows.
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This guide is an invitation
to create from what aches
and to find the truth beneath the art.
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It’s $22.
It’s self-paced.
It’s yours if it calls to you.
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Link in bio or DM me.
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And thank you, truly, for being here.

🖤
Sharon

There are things rooted so deep inside you, you’ve almost forgotten they’re there.
A story that never had words.
A version of you that never had a witness.
A truth that trembles just beneath the surface waiting to be seen.
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What if your art could hold that for you?
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What if the process of making images could become a language for everything you’ve never been able to say out loud?
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Becoming Seen is that language.
One shaped by feeling, memories, shadow, and symbol.
You just have to be willing to see yourself.
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This is your invitation.
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And if your heart is pounding a little reading this… maybe that’s your answer.
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DM me the word SEEN or tap the link in bio. I’d be honored to have you.

There are symbols I didn’t choose,
they chose me.
The thread,
the moon,
the stars I keep reaching for.
I didn’t plan them. I didn’t study them.
They simply… appeared.
Again and again.
Until I finally listened.
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Sometimes, our subconscious speaks in repetition.
Not in words, but in images.
In shapes, threads, moons, masks.
In things we keep returning to without knowing why.
These are clues.
This is the beginning of visual language.
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Inside Becoming Seen, I don’t just teach technique,
I help you pay attention to what’s been showing up in your work all along.
To what’s whispering underneath the surface.
To the symbols that are waiting to be seen and understood.
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You don’t need to invent a voice.
You already have one.
Let’s find it together.
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Tap the link in bio or DM me SEEN to join.

Art is the most fluent language I know.
Not spoken, but felt.
Not translated, but understood.
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My images speak in symbols I’ve spent years learning to read,
a private language written in thread, moonlight, shadow, and fairytales.
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Only I know exactly what they mean.
And yet somehow, others see themselves in them too.
That’s the magic.
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Inside Becoming Seen, I help you unearth the language already living inside you.
The one that’s always been there,
waiting to be heard.
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Come speak in the language only you were meant to carry.
Your voice is already here.