Jaz Berry-Artist

Jaz Berry-Artist Artist from Montréal

Mardi le 16 juin, réservez la date! 🎨 🍷
05/17/2026

Mardi le 16 juin, réservez la date! 🎨 🍷

You call her Rage, but I know her real name. 🖤✂️🎨Yooo… I still can’t believe I birthed something this chaotic.At first I...
04/06/2026

You call her Rage, but I know her real name. 🖤✂️🎨
Yooo… I still can’t believe I birthed something this chaotic.
At first I was like, “nah, that ain’t me.” But with every layer I added, I realized… yes, it absolutely is.
I used neon paint for the first time with no expectations, and it created something way more intricate than I imagined. I’m still getting to know her. At night, she shifts into a completely different presence and that’s freakin cool.
She brought up emotions I thought I had already made peace with. Familiar… and unsettling. But she’s here now. And she has a lot to say.

03/18/2026

Today was magnificent in every possible way. Because what do you mean I just get to swim around peacocks all afternoon, eat by the ocean and paint in front of a sunset?

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03/12/2026

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Grief and untold secrets. The scars of a lived experience so pernicious, so isolating that your own silence becomes deaf...
03/09/2026

Grief and untold secrets. The scars of a lived experience so pernicious, so isolating that your own silence becomes deafening. People are often drawn to the warmth that emanates from someone wounded. From afar, it resembles the cozy crackling of a fireplace, but lean in closer and you’ll be blinded by a world ablaze with woe.

This is my first time using fluorescent acrylic paint, and it worked brilliantly in the underpainting. The vibrancy of the orange that pops through the layers is unexpectedly powerful 🌞

Me, a whole ass CLOWN 🤡 . This is how 2025 left me: full of hope, convinced I had finally found my missing piece, only t...
03/04/2026

Me, a whole ass CLOWN 🤡 . This is how 2025 left me: full of hope, convinced I had finally found my missing piece, only to watch it shatter in a matter of months. This time felt so... tangible. I so was ready man. When it collapsed, I had to sit with myself for a good minute, partly in disbelief, partly wondering how the hell I was going to get myself out of this situation. “Here we go again” the same never ending, vile and cruel merry-go-round. But this time was different because I wasn’t starting from scratch. I’ve spent years building a foundation so solid that no man could shake it. I’m more grounded than I’ve ever been so ain’t sh*t breaking me now. BUT she’s tired of this tomfoolery... So this is my artful revenge. A visual diary of everything that was never said. I’m not laughing at this farce anymore, it’s time to level tf up.

I’m fully committed to pursuing art at a professional level, and I wanted to step far outside my comfort zone. This is the beginning of a series embodying emotion: raw, unfiltered, and unapologetic. This piece doesn’t have a name yet so I’m open to suggestions 🎨💕

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