NEOSELVA ZOOLOGICAL CONSERVANCY

SAVE THE ARCTIC FOX

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__________________________________________________________ Arctic foxes are starting to suffer from the effects of Global Warming... In addition, for thousands of years this species has suffered from indiscriminate hunting to provide material to the glamorous fur industry, killing thousands of millions of this wonderful creatures... Your action to prevent global warming can help to preserve this beautiful animal.........Yagui, in the pictures, came to Florida from an old fur farm.... I raised him with a bottle since he was 2 weeks old during the early summer of 2006... Since then, he lives a happy life with me............... Los Zorros del Artico estan comenzando a sufrir los efectos del Calentamiento Global... Por miles de anios esta especie tambien ha sufrido por la caceria indiscriminada para nutrir la industria glamorosa de las pieles matando miles de millones de estas maravillosas criaturas...Tu accion en prevenir el Calentamiento Global puede ayudar a preservar este bello animalito...... Yagui, en las fotos, llego a la Florida proveniente de una vieja granja de peleteria... Yo lo crie con biberon desde que tenia dos semanas de edad durante el verano de 2006 ... Desde ese entonces vive conmigo una vida feliz...

NEOSELVA ZOOLOGICAL CONSERVANCY

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Is a Virtual Zoo; Wildlife Rehabilitation Center; Art Gallery; and the smallest Museum/Zoological Gardens/Laboratory in the World. Neoselva is the way I see the world...

The animals that live in my garden have being rescued from the abuses of the pet trade. I believe that my mission is to provide these animals a better life after being removed from home.

I believe that doing environmental activism is to fix the damage, rather than finding who caused the problem....

My mission is to provide the world with my integral way of art expressions to contribute with:

- Entertainment
- Education
- Animal Assisted Therapy
- Peace
- Conciliation
- Wildlife Rehabilitation
- Propagation of Species
- Eco-Tourism
- Magic Realism
- Indigenism
- Environmental Regeneration
- Native Gardening
- Nativism
- Spirituality
- Shamanism

All the materials posted on this blog are entirely of my intellectual property. All rights are reserved.

Jose Luis Jimenez © 1997

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THE ETHERNAL DANCE OF THE FLAMINGO

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One night, when all the stars shone with their brightest colors, a small star, attracted by the chanting of crickets and frogs, decided to drop on the Venezuelan coast...

There she remained for hours, quiet and silent, listening to the sweet songs of the night singers.

Little by little, the melodies turned into a lullaby, and the star rested comfortably on a palm tree while fell asleep.

Suddenly, a strong breeze blew her off the tree, and she fell into the lagoon...

That's when the moon realized her absence and went to look for it...

Desperately, the moon searched for hour of no avail...

Nothing that the night was ending, she awoke the sun, asking for help...

The sun searched all the beaches, all day long, but couldn't find the missing star either...

The following night, the moon continued her search.

And it was then when the crickets, with their unending whisper, told the moon that they had seen the star fall into the lagoon...

The night immediately started to call all the animals for help to find the star...

Early in the morning, sea gulls flew in great numbers over the lagoon to see if they could find the missing star, but they could not look through the water onto the bottom of the lagoon.

Pelicans with their huge bills dived into the waters, but they could not reach the bottom of the lagoon...

The animals became desperate because they were not able to help.

However, the swallows remembered seeing these beautiful birds on their trips around the world…

These bird’s plumage
Was of fine pink color, they had long necks and long legs, ideally suited for the search of the star…

Flying swiftly, the swallows took off to find the flamingos.
Soon, they returned with large numbers of flamingos. They immediately started their magic dance, while sticking their heads into the water and searching every corner of the lagoon…

One flamingo found the star, and very carefully took her under his wings and returned the little star to the sky…
The star, all exited, told the other stars how beautiful were Venezuelan coasts, how enchanting the song of the crickets and frogs were, and how warm the water of the lagoon was…

Since that day, thousands of stars drop at night on Venezuelan coasts to enjoy the beauty…

And each morning, very early, thousands of flamingos come from far away, to pick up those star that have fallen asleep in the lagoons…

And in the afternoons, when the sun starts to disappear, all flamingos take off and fly high to place the stars in the sky…

By Jose Luis Jimenez, from Tales of a shaman. 1983

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NEOSELVA, THE ELECTRO EXPERIENCE...

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COMBINING ART, NATURE, ANIMAL ASSISTED THERAPY, AND THE ELECTRONIC INSURRECTION

ECOLOGY AND INDIGENISM IN ACTION...

REINVENTING THE RAIN FOREST!

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This blog has been created with the goal of manifesting the multidimensional aspect of my art and multi-media expression.

All the art work and text presented in this site is fully the product of my intellectual work and it has been copyrighted.

Any reproduction or use of the materials presented here requires of my permission.

If you are interested on purchasing a print or a story, please contact me at:

ljimenez15@hotmail.com

Jose Luis Jimenez
The Electro-Shaman

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I DEDICATE THIS BLOG TO MARY LOU GOODWIN, MY LIFE MENTOR

SAVE THE TURTLES..! SALVEMOS LAS TORTUGAS..!

THE FOLLOWING VISUAL TALE WAS WAS CREATED THANKS TO THE HELP OF TURTLES AND TORTOISES FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD...

THEY WERE RESCUED BY ME FROM THE ABUSIVE PET TRADE...

SOME OF THEM WERE RESCUED OUT OF THE TRASH; AS THE PET TRADERS THOUGHT THEY WERE DEAD...

NOW THEY LIVE A HAPPY LIVE IN MY GARDEN, DARWIN'S ARCH.

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ESTA HISTORIA VISUAL FUE CREADA GRACIAS A LA AYUDA DE TORTUGAS Y GALAPAGOS DE TODO EL MUNDO...

ESTOS ANIMALITOS FUERON RESCATADOS POR MI PARA ALEJARLOS DEL LOS TRATOS ABUSIVOS QUE RECIBEN EN EL MERCADO DE LAS MASCOTAS...

ALGUNOS DE ELLOS LOS SAQUE FUERA DE BASUREROS EN LOS CUALES FUERON TIRADOS POR PENSAR QUE YA HABIAN MUERTO...

AHORA VIVEN UNA VIDA FELIZ EN MI JARDIN, EL ARCA DE DARWIN.

The Inca Dream

The Painting above is a Pastel of My Interpretation about the Latin American Social, Anthropological, Ecological, Ethnic and Multidimensional Turn Around of the INCA PACHA MAMA...

The head of the Snake is shaped as the South American Continent. The tip of the South Cone is a white angled shade over the orange bottom part of the sun, right below the chin of the snake... It represents the turmoil that is happening today in Latin America while the Snake turns around LA PACHA MAMA... Notice the details over and over... Interpret the Wonders of the Image!

INVITING FOR A GREEN FUTURE...

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THE SONG OF THE CUCKOO

When I was a child, I was fascinated with the song of an invisible bird who always used to sing in the mountain in front of my house...

For hours, I used to sit and hear that magical song, while in my mind thousands of colors and shapes would try to recreate the image of the magical bird...

I pictured him holding a long red tail and wearing a beautiful feathered crest; delighting with pleasure mangoes and guavas; while performing his magnificent dance...

One day, after many years, I heard that song very close to me... This was my chance to finally steal a look from my magical bird...

Very soon I started imitating his song...

Suddenly after me, he started answering with interest...

Saucee! He would say...

Saucee! I would answer...

We chanted together for a long wile and little by little he was approaching me...

I could hear his voice closer and closer...

Then, the leaves started moving near me; He was very close...

Finally, from behind a closer of dry leaves, He appeared...

I will never forget that moment!A small shy brown bird finally revealed the ownership of such melodious song...

What a surprise! The brown bird was the character of all my life's dreams...

I was never disappointed for the bird's appearance, so far removed from the bird of my dreams...

However, every time I hear that song, I close my eyes... and I begin to see images of the red bird holding a long red tail and wearing a beautiful feathered crest; delighting with pleasure mangoes and guavas; while performing his magnificent dance...

And even today, I can hear his wonderful song... For by closing my eyes, I can go to sacred places on the wings of my magical bird...

Jose Luis Jimenez
The Electro-Shaman