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Here is IAETDAA gallary for healing artists to show their works , inspiring more people to involve in creation and build a beautiful world togehter.
We also need more support from socity, buy the works and support us to boardcast love peace and sunshine.

General Curator: Ananda Zhao
General Consultant: Zongde Deng
Curator:Livin Liu
General Secretary :James Tian
Judging Panel
Dmytro Tytula(Ukrain)、 Lily Baylon Escritora(Spain)、 Gao Yulan(China)、 Li Hua(China)、Li Yujie( China)、Lidia Chiarelli(Italy)、Lucilla Trapazzo(Italy/Switzerland)、 Mao Xuewen(China)、 Maki Starfield (Japan)、 Pan Juanjuan(China)、Pозалия Александрова( Bulgaria)、Rika Inami (Japan)、Sabrina De Canio(Italy)、Sun Qiao(China)、 Tobias Burghardt(Germany)、Fahredin Shehu(Kosovo)、Wang Kai(China)、Xiao Suhong( China)、Xu Haixia(China)、Yang Yaping(China)
Sponsor
International Arts Education & Therapy Development Academic Association(IAETDAA)

When the last autumn leaf falls, the world enters its most profound silence. The winter wind attempts to freeze all things, silence tries to swallow every sound, and the long night strives to measure the distance between us and the light.
Yet we firmly believe: the deepest winter is precisely when love reveals its true form.
Here, we sincerely invite creators worldwide to join "Navigate Winter with Love" Global Healing Arts Contest and Exhibition initiated by the International Arts Education & Therapy Development Academic Association. This is not merely an artistic competition, but a cross-border collective ritual, a healing pilgrimage to seek life's echoes within silence.
What Does "With Love as Our Compass" Mean?
In the cycle of seasons, love is our only guide.
• Love is the measure of sanctuary: It is the bonfire that carves out warmth in the bitter cold; the lamplight of family gatherings; the unexpected helping hand between strangers; the inner spring that never cools.
• Love is the calibration of empathy: It allows us to hear the resonance of each other's heartbeats in the utter stillness, to understand unspoken loneliness and yearning.
• Love is the latitude of hope: It makes us believe that beneath frozen rivers, warm currents still flow; that beyond the long night, the dawn's first light awaits.
Why "Journey into the Heart of Winter"?
We do not seek to escape winter's harshness and length. On the contrary, we choose to step actively into this deep winter landscape, igniting countless stars with artistic creation. We encourage you to transform brushes, lenses, clay, or any medium into arks carrying love, to depict:
• How silent companionship surpasses all words;
• How steadfast guardianship endures through storms;
• How inner restoration turns cracks into channels of light;
• And the self that still chooses to love bravely and believe, even in the bitter cold.
Let colors replace words, let forms carry emotions. Your work may be a "winter love letter" needing no postal code, a visual poem for rebirth, or a lighthouse kindled for the lost.
Let us converge into a river, with love as our vessel, and journey together into this deep winter covenant. In the silence and resonance of art, let us collectively witness how the most extreme cold nurtures the warmest connections.
We are looking forword to your response in the heart of winter.
A. Solicitors
This exhibition is a global online event, openly calling for participants from all over the world. There are no restrictions on age or form of expression—freely convey the theme "Navigate Winter with Love". Let us use diverse artistic expressions to explore this concept, and may we find the power to reinvent ourselves amidst the fading and introspection.
B. Solicitation theme
The artistic expression with "Navigate Winter with Love" as the theme can be expressed in various forms such as literature, painting, dance, music, drama, etc.
C. Contents of solicitationchicun
The submitted works are compressed and packaged in a folder and sent to the mailbox. The compressed package is named after the author's name+exhibition name. The use of pdf is prohibited. The folder must contain the following contents:
a. Music works must provide: audio (wav format or Mp3 format), named according to the work information (author's name, work name), such as: Feizi Plateau;
b. Video works must provide: videos of the works (mp4 format), named after the work information (author's name, work name, creation time), such as: Feizi, plateau;
c. Fine arts works must provide: pictures of works (2M) Please send 5 works named after the information of the works (author's name, work name, material, size, and creation time), such as: non sub plateau canvas oil painting 60 × 80cm 2002 ;
d.Installation works must provide: Picture of the work (2M). Please submit 5 works named after the work information (author's name, work name, material, size, creation year), such as: non sub "Plateau" installation 30 × forty × 50cm 2002;
e.Sculpture works must be provided with: artwork images (2M). Please submit 5 works named after the work information (author's name, work name, material, size, creation year), such as: non sub "Plateau" copper carving 30 × forty × 50cm 2002;
f. Written works must be provided with: word document, and named with work title+work information (author's name, creation year).
g. Performance art must provide: videos of the works (mp4 format), named after the work information (author's name, work name, creation time), such as: Feizi, plateau;
2. Author's resume, including name, gender and contact information (mobile phone number, WeChat, email number).
3. Work introduction/work description concept/art review.
4. A profile of author( The size of photo is the horizontal board at 16:9).
The documents are compressed and sent to the mailbox according to the submission requirements: IAETDAA@gmail.com.
D. Exhibition Instructions
"Navigate Winter with Love" fees for contributions. The works, are seleted into this contest,will be displayed and publicized globally in the "Navigate Winter with Love" Global Healing Arts Contest and Online Exhibition, and the certificate of this exhibition will be given.
The online exhibition will select gold, silver, bronze, and special contribution awards from the shortlist. After comprehensive evaluation by the organizing committee, all winners will have the opportunity to be included in the excellent healing artist talent pool of International Arts Education & Therapy Development Academic Association, and receive a global opportunity to recommend artists and art therapists.
The winners will have the opportunity to receive special personal interviews, charity auctions, and promotion opportunities from major international media promoted by IAETDAA. Excellent works can also participate in various large-scale domestic and foreign projects promoted by, such as the annual academic forum of IAETDAA, the City Light series of art and cultural projects, and various community public welfare projects, empowering various industries in society.
we will invite excellent artists and art therapists to participate in the offline exhibition of IAETDAA and become the keynote speakers of online and offline workshops at home and abroad.
E. Contact information
Email: IAETDAA@gmail.com
F. Submission time
Online Exhibition Deadline: 15th Dec,2025
G. Attention to exhibitors
All contributors guarantee that the works submitted are original and plagiarism is strictly prohibited. In case of copyright dispute, the organizer will bear no responsibility.
H. IAETDAA reserves the right to interpret this event.

General Curator: Ananda Zhao
General Consultant: Zongde Deng
Curator:Livin Liu
General Secretary :James Tian
Judging Panel
Dmytro Tytula( Ukrain)、 Lily Baylon Escritora( Spain)、 Lucilla Trapa(Italy/Switzerland)、 Maki Starfield (Japan)、 Rika Inami ( Japan)、Sabrina De Canio( Italy)、Tobias Burghardt(Germany)、Fahredin Shehu( Kosovo)、Xiao Suhong( China)、Meilan Zheng(China)
Sponsor
International Arts Education & Therapy Development Academic Association(IAETDAA)
Autumn is not an end, but a solemn transformation. As the clamor fades and all things return to their essence, life gathers strength in silence, brewing renewal in surrender.
We are honored to bring together 29 artists from 15 countries, guided by the spirit of “ Fall Transforms • Life Renews,” navigating through expressive art as their vessel into the eternal dialogue between decay and rebirth. Each work is a journey inward — a testament to the order within change, and a quiet transmission of courage to release, and in turn, to blossom.
Our gratitude extends to all the artists who have joined us in creating this sanctuary for the heart and the mind. May every visitor who walks through this exhibition, in the whisper of art, hear the echo of their own life — and in the flow of color, behold the path of their own transformation, and the dawning of their own new light.

General Curator: Ananda Zhao
General Consultant: Zongde Deng
Curator:Livin Liu
General Secretary :James Tian
Judging Panel
Dmytro Tytula( Ukrain)、 Lily Baylon Escritora( Spain)、 Lucilla Trapa(Italy/Switzerland)、 Maki Starfield (Japan)、 Rika Inami ( Japan)、Sabrina De Canio( Italy)、Tobias Burghardt(Germany)、Fahredin Shehu( Kosovo)、Xiao Suhong( China)、Zhang Yan( China)、Meilan Zheng(China)
Sponsor
International Art Education & Therapy Development Academic Association(IAETDAA)
Life is a flowing celebration, an interplay of light and shadow, a dance between fragmentation and wholeness. In these uncertain times, art becomes our medium for touching the essence of existence—a gentle force that mends the fractures of the soul.
This exhibition, titled "Celebration of Being" brings together 26 artists from 19 countries, each interpreting reverence for life through diverse forms—painting, music, digital art, poetry, and more. These works are not merely visual narratives but dialogues of the heart—exploring the alchemy of trauma, the transcendence of struggle, and the aesthetics of resilience found within vulnerability.
Each piece is a poetic inquiry into existence, a healing offering to the world.
Here, art transcends passive expression to become an active practice of restoration. We believe true celebration resides not in applause, but in the courage to face shadows and transform them into light.
Step into this cross-border conversation of life. May you find here your own moment of repair and awakening.
the Inner Fortress: A Journey of Self-Discovery
In the depths of our being, a spark lies in wait,
A flame that flickers, yet burns with a steady state.
A fire that forges, our innermost might,
A strength that's hidden, yet yearns to take flight.
Let's embark on a journey, to discover and explore,
The uncharted territories, of our inner shore.
Let's delve into the depths, of our soul's darkest night,
And uncover the treasures, that lie hidden in plain sight.
For we are stronger, than we think w
Sanctuary
There are secrets that no one knows,
dark oceans in the deepest depths of the mind
that you have not discovered so far.
It is the breaths that seek union with the divine,
two bodies,
one idea,
infinite light of love.
Sparkles of magic sensing the desire
to break silences,
to break chains,
to sail into the sacred sanctum of the soul
until the resonance of redemption is revealed,
with a clear destiny to listen to
small and great truths
in your deep, troubled waters
until they arise to the touch of the
Women
Woman,
You are alive
A mother
A daughter
Womens,
We respect eachother
We support each other
When we are together
Woman,
A friend
That we never leave you at your hard time
Woman,
The creativity
The poetry
The art
Woman we must celebrate and be respected everyday
Guadalupana soy hasta la muerte.
Madre, aquí me encuentro,
Agradecida, frágil, vulnerable
Amándote cada día y bendiciendo
Haber tenido la dicha de ser tu hija
Tu fiel aprendiz...poco soy frente a tu brillo
Oscuridad junto a tu luz...
Sólo quiero,
Que mi padre me permita estar cerca de tí
Lo suficiente,
En esta vida y en tantas muertes
Para poder despertar,
En un poco de tu luz.
Madre, mi morenita,
Se que estos días, no han sido fáciles
Y que tu sufres por tus hijos,
Por los que están,
Los que se han ido,
Por los
FROM DARK TO LIGHT
“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul
– and sings the tunes without the words –
and never stops at all.”
Emily Dickinson
In this time of fog and thick smoke
in the alien, heavy silence
we walk in intricate labyrinths -
in the night a swirling void
surrounds us.
An oblique wind creeps
in the indistinct darkness.
And suddenly a small light makes its way
First- flickering, vibrating
Then - warmer as moved by nuanced sounds.
It is the Hope that returns and finds its path.
Gen
Insecurities
maybe all these insecurities
we carry
are because nowhere on this planet guarantees a place
to be our forever home
A memory
Night gives way to day,
The sun cannot shine forever.
Spring pox adorns the ground,
But it can't stay forever either...
Only memory lives forever
We remember with our eyes closed.
How many years back
We are looking for a happy day.
Memories last forever
Distances do not choose years.
It is a song that touches the heart,
We do not understand ourselves.
The earth rotates, the sun rotates,
The years are linked without words,
Eternity does not exist entirely,
Infinity is stable in the universe
FOR MASTERS OF PEN AND WORD
Ah, the masters of pen and word!
You're waiting for a speech and praise...
I'm ready to talk all night,
Only the listener wouldn't get tired.
But what can I say in my defense,
I have lived a creative lesson,
I'm glad to see you.,
I have accumulated emotions for the future.
The lords of the pen and the word!
We learn from everyone and everything,
In poetry, the stanza is the basis,
It takes off, carrying us into the storm.
My stanza is live,
And the heart beats in unison,
I'm just a
Peace Is
PEACE IS
The perfect unity
of spirit and body.
Peace -
the table of truth.
Let us become perfectly Whole.
Humanity.
In Love
and Joy.
The Creation.
And bright youth for no reason.
In our souls. Into exile.
Peace is a brotherly meeting of souls.
And do not tolerate hate,
disbelief and every thing,
dressed up for edification.
World peace.
The reward is near.
For the wise Mankind.
And every affection should be pure.
Peace in our hearts!
Let it shine!
MJESEČE, ZLATO MOJE
Da se budimo ko nekad.
Mi - da ostarimo zajedno.
Poslije toga, da ne želim ništa.
Ništa - da ne želim ja.
Još proplanke - i puteljke
pamtim sve.
Ništa više - ništa isto nije.
Ni ognjište staro.
Ostarile ruke - nestale su Njene.
Zašto, - zašto nismo...
Nismo više - srećni mi.
O - Mjeseče žuti, dunjo moja -
zrela, i jesenja...
Vidi... A, malehan sam ja.
Molim te - mjeseče mili...
Obasjaj mi puteve ,...
Daj mi biser - dukate tvoje...
Obraduj me Otkrovenjem
novim...
Nema snova - umrli su dani ti.
Sv
Ananda Zhao
Autism Awareness Charity Exhibition










" In a world we are all interconnected" , my submission for The Cycle of Life exhibition, is both a continuation of this Returning to the Core and Love series and a pivotal moment in this empowering healing journey.
Core Concept: Integrating "Art + Technology + Healing" to create the world's first holistic art therapy ecosystem merging Eastern philosophy, AI-generated art, smart hardware, and immersive experiences.
In Letting You Go, I Finally Began to See
The moment I was born, she effortlessly became my grandmother. A new life’s arrival, it seemed, carried with it an update to every familial role. I called her "Grandma" in countless moments—when strangers offered seats on the bus, when a petite silver-haired figure emerged from behind our North Ga
In Letting You Go, I Finally Began to See
The moment I was born, she effortlessly became my grandmother. A new life’s arrival, it seemed, carried with it an update to every familial role. I called her "Grandma" in countless moments—when strangers offered seats on the bus, when a petite silver-haired figure emerged from behind our North Gate apartment door, when third-grade Wednesdays meant racing home to her golden egg pancakes. Those tender crepes, rolled with stir-fried potatoes and bean sprouts, saw my eight-year-old self devouring seven or eight at a sitting, sometimes forcing down one extra just to hear her chuckle: "Look how DouDou relishes every bite!" To this day, I believe loving and making others feel loved are separate acts—my childhood instinct knew that savoring a cook’s offerings might be life’s purest love language.
Three days after her passing, I attempted the psychological "empty chair" exercise. Staring at our photographs until the edges blurred, I conjured her presence—those shrewd obsidian eyes glinting beneath papery lids, that perpetual half-smile curling like autumn leaf edges. The question slipped out unbidden: "Grandma, did you love me?" No hesitation colored her reply, only the familiar rustle of her quilted jacket as she leaned forward: "In our days, we didn’t speak of love. We lived. We stayed. You were my first granddaughter—that was the truth of it."
Born in 1945, she’d navigated ration coupons and grain queues; I arrived in 2000 amid abundance, free to ponder life’s whys. How strange—blood relatives separated not just by decades, but by entire universes of experience.
That day, I strained to see through her eyes, knowing the futility: granddaughter and grandmother, our bond predefined by duty’s unspoken contract—her nourishing my childhood, me tending her twilight years. Yet beneath these inherited roles lived Wang Jiansheng: woman who hated mutton but gnawed chicken feet with gusto, who stored walnut kernels in floral tins "for brain health," whose quick fingers could shuffle mahjong tiles faster than any senior center shark. When dementia-free at eighty, she’d still outcalculate pharmacy scams while munching sunflower seeds.With this understanding, I’ve not only personally witnessed my grandson’s journey as a caregiver, but have long embraced her as a radiant, unique individual – complete with distinctive routines, passions, and an authenticity that illuminates her place in the world.
During our final imagined conversation, she cut me off with a bookie’s grin: "Enough tears—I’ve got enough old pension to win at mahjong." My laughter caught, jaw stiffening as if her dentures had migrated to my mouth. Later, I drew the feeling with my left hand, friend didn't know the cause, but he said that he felt - we kept drawing a circle, and the end of the circle was another starting point.Like the Diamond Sutra says—"Allcomposed things are like a dream,a phantom, a drop of dew, a flash of lightning.This is how to meditate on them,this is how to observe them."(Thich Nhat Hanh,1992)Thank you, Madam Wang Jiansheng, for the pancake-scented memories. Thank you for teaching me death’s bittersweet grammar. Today I stand here—love spoken, gratitude given, apologies tendered, farewells whispered. May your next journey be smooth as combed silver hair, complete as a winning mahjong hand, free as nut shells scattering in the wind.
Circle of Life
A circle is the perfect shape.
There is no beginning and no ending.
Round and round it takes you
On a continuous eternal journey.
All the edges are smooth.
There are no flaws to trip you.
It is calming, it is pleasing and
It has a rhythm all its own.
Our journey on mother earth is
Perfectly expressed as a circle of life.
We erupt int
Circle of Life
A circle is the perfect shape.
There is no beginning and no ending.
Round and round it takes you
On a continuous eternal journey.
All the edges are smooth.
There are no flaws to trip you.
It is calming, it is pleasing and
It has a rhythm all its own.
Our journey on mother earth is
Perfectly expressed as a circle of life.
We erupt into this world, move through it
And, when the time is right, fade away.
A current disconnect has left our hearts
Unaware of this beautiful cycle.
We are bereft when we lose those close to us.
And unable to move from our place of grief.
We need circle of life communities
To help us dance to this rhythm.
Filled with the joyful noises of new life,
And the sounds of humanity playing.
Front porches filled with rockers
Holding smiling elders exuding love.
Parents in their free time immersed in
Playing with the young, supported by their elders.
Neighborhoods united in saying goodbye
To those returning to the dust that formed them.
Celebrating their lives in joyful shared stories
With memories we hold dear in our hearts.
Communities united to celebrate new souls
Bursting noisily onto the scene.
Stepping in to the empty spaces left by those gone.
Offering hope for the future in their tiny hands.
The circle is a continuous celebration
An honoring of every stage of life
From newly emerging to recently departed,
As well as every moment in between.
Along it's arc we come together as one
To perform a beautiful shared dance
Fueled by a pulsing, irresistible heartbeat.
Our souls joyfully and harmoniously in sync.
We are a community who walk together
Our path unfolding - arrival, life, death, rebirth -
In a pattern as old as the universe
The circle of life.
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