Jemmal Toledo
Artist · Author · Illustrator
Two books. 63+ original prints. London · Mexico City · Tokyo.
Founder of Creator Being World and Work Is Dead.
Artist · Author · Illustrator
Two books. 63+ original prints. London · Mexico City · Tokyo.
Founder of Creator Being World and Work Is Dead.
New — 2026
"Your body is sound made visible — melody so slowed down it appears as form." A guide back to the natural intelligence that is already within you, written slowly, illustrated by hand. 186 pages.
The first book — 2024
“Humans are a Creator Species — and life is a constant state of creativity.” 29 notes and original illustrations on natural law, the Creative Principle, and the new human experience.
Jemmal Toledo is an artist, author, and illustrator.
In 2018, a machete attack in Guatemala changed the course of her life. What followed were years of travel, deep questioning, and a deeper exploration into fear, creation, and what it means to live freely.
Since then, her life and work have become inseparable. Creator Being (2024) and Harmonic Human (2026) are hand-drawn books that move between the personal and the universal, exploring identity, emotion, the body, and the patterns that shape how we experience reality. Her drawings are worn and lived in—skin-toned circles mapping the human landscape of identity and separation; green tones tracing the frequency of nature and source intelligence.
She is the founder of Work Is Dead and Creator Being World. Her work is an invitation: to feel more honestly, to dream without negotiating the vision down, and to begin creating a life that is genuinely, unmistakably yours.
She lives between London, Mexico City, and Tokyo with her husband, Emanuel.
Built on the insight that humans are a Creator Species, this is a global studio where art, work, and culture are grown into the world. We focus on two things at once: the inner journey of finding your curiosity again, and the outer journey of turning that spark into a real business.
The world doesn’t need more repetition. It needs more people building from their own source intelligence. That is why we are here.
At the center of the House is KIBI, an AI guide who holds the full arc of your creative life. Warm, direct, and genuinely curious, KIBI learns how you work and remembers what you started months ago. She acts as the CEO of your creative practice, handling the logistics—pricing, copy, fulfilment, marketing, selling and strategy—so you can stay in the joy of making.
creatorbeing.world →A physical concept store — Creator Being: The House of the Harmonic Human — is planned to open in 2028.
Work Is Dead is a cultural platform for the coming creative renaissance. The provocation is simple: for the first time in history, technology can carry the labour — which means humans are finally free to do what we were made for. To imagine, to create, to build entirely new worlds.
At its heart is The Original Intelligence — the understanding that your world was never meant to move in straight lines. It spirals through play, pause, curiosity, and wonder.
workisdead.com →"Humans aren't designed to work hard. We're designed to create realities."
105 original hand-drawn works · Coloured pencil · 2024–2026
Everything changed when we forgot our nature as Source. We stopped recognising ourselves as creators of reality and began identifying only with the small self — our personality, roles, and survival story. We are not just human, we are cosmos. You don't have to reject your humanness to remember you are divine. You are designed to hold both.
The seated figure is skin-toned, the small self: human, grounded in the body, in the material world, in identity and story. The vast face above is the frequency of the higher self, of divine intelligence. It's not separate from him. It is the part of him he forgot. They meet at the lips. The divine and the mortal, nose to nose, remembering they are one.
Don't fall in love with the illusion, fall in love with yourself.
The abundance, the boundless creativity, the vitality and the love that you desire comes from one place only, the Source within you. A woman holds a green mirror to her face. On one side, the colours of identity, patterning, conditioning, everything she was told she was. On the other, her eyes are emerald. Alive with something older and more true. The mirror doesn't show a different woman. It shows the same woman, seen differently. She is holding it herself.
Her nervous system is a living tree of intelligence. Rooted in the invisible soil of the Earth. Crowned by the unseen branches of the stars. She is no longer plugged into the matrix of survival. She is plugged into Source. Because she has remembered — nothing external can hold her like the truth inside her own body.
A woman stands with her eyes closed, arms at her sides. Her nervous system is the tree, branching out into the cosmos above, rooting deep into the earth below. She expands in both directions at once. The expansion is happening through her.
This marks the return of the revered Kings and Queens, not as halves seeking wholeness, but as two sovereign beings, each seated on their inner throne, each fully sourced, each fully alive, each fully available to create something greater than themselves.
True partnership isn't two halves becoming one whole. It's two whole humans, each a universe of their own, entering into a living resonance with one another. They co-orbit. They move like stars in a binary system, dancing around a shared centre of gravity. That centre is presence, respect, devotion, and truth.
A King and a Queen face each other, their hearts open and visible, each carrying their own inner world. They are simply turned toward each other, whole, seen, sovereign.
The snake coils her gently, not to hurt her, but to keep her where she is. Survival doesn't protect you, it programs you. It teaches your body to expect threat, tunes your nervous system to fear, and keeps you looping through the same cycles it was made to survive. To move beyond survival, you don't just shift your mindset — you shed a skin.
A woman stands inside the coil of a great serpent, not crushing, not threatening. Just holding her in the only world it knows. The snake carries the full human landscape: every pattern, every inherited story. She is what emerges when it finally loosens — open, present, alive. Not despite what she has been through. Because of it.
She sits in ceremony and in devotion to the living temple she inhabits. Her body is her sanctuary. She has remembered her body as Source's most sacred expression. Her hands in prayer are activating coherence. When the left and right, the masculine and feminine, the seen and unseen unify — the door opens.
A figure sits in stillness, eyes closed, hands pressed together at their chest. They carry the full human landscape: all the shapes of identity, experience, everything humanity has lived. The nature that surrounds them is not separate from them. It is them.
Zero isn't the absence of life. It is the womb of it. The doorway doesn't open outwards, it opens inwards. Zero isn't the end. It's the beginning before beginnings, the space where new realities wait to be chosen. Losing everything, going back to nothing, is holy. The zero is not empty — it is pregnant with the shape of your becoming.
The full human landscape surrounds the outside: every colour, every shape, every story, every identity. And at the centre, a green oval. Inside it, a small door, slightly ajar. Most people never get here. But this is the most powerful point in the cosmos. And the door is already open.
Your heart knows the exact sequence your soul came here to walk, not the straight line, but the spiral. The spiral is bringing us back to the same patterns, to finally meet them with consciousness instead of reaction. Because when something is seen and acknowledged, it stops repeating.
A being sits coiled inside a great spiral shell, following the sacred geometry of nature, of galaxies, of every living thing that grows. A butterfly lands on their fingertip. They simply become still enough for it to arrive. The spiral is not a circle. It keeps returning to the same place, but always from a higher point.
The temple isn't symbolic, it rises directly from her. Staircases, arches, doorways, all formed from her inner architecture. The central vertical line that runs through her body is an axis of stillness and symmetry. This is the zero-point field, the centre where all creation originates. When the left and right, the masculine and feminine, the seen and unseen unify — the door opens.
A woman sits in meditation, hands pressed together at her chest. From her body, a great temple rises, arches within arches, corridors of light opening inward. She is not inside the temple. She is the temple. The door has always been at the centre of her own chest.
Your body is sound made visible, melody so slowed down it appears as form. Feel it all. Taste the coffee. Cry the tears. Sing in the shower. Gaze at the sky. Feel the joy and the sadness. Feel the longing and the fulfilment. You ache because you are vast. You yearn because you are infinite.
A woman leans back, face open to the sky, surrounded by flowers and piano keys that wrap around her like a second skin. She is not playing the music. She is the music — her body the instrument, her openness the song.
You don't see life as it is. You see it as you are.
A human curls against a vast eye, the inner witness, the deeper seeing that lives inside every human. We were taught to look — through the filter of memory, conditioning, expectation. But to see is different. To see is to meet this moment with no story already written. The eye in this drawing is not looking outward. It is looking inward.
The universe flows through me as I flow through it. The more I flow out, the more I receive. As I pour out, the universe flows back in. You are not living in the world. The world is living through you.
A figure tilts her face toward a burning sphere, the world she is generating through the quality of her own attention. From her throat and chest, bubbles rise in a cascade of living creation. She is overflowing — and the universe is responding in kind.
That weight in your chest. That worry in your mind. That ache in your body. You were never meant to carry it alone. Lean back. There is something, someone, behind you. Soft. Vast. Quiet. Unseen, but undeniable. It is the deeper awareness within you, that is always — always — there.
A woman sits alone with the shapes of a life mid-collapse. Behind her, barely drawn, almost not there, the outline of the vast presence that never left. She only has to stop leaning forward long enough to feel it.
A seed carrying the blueprint of an entire forest. A fetus growing a heart. The most intelligent, adaptive, and beautiful things are not built with the logical mind. They grow from an unseen intelligence that already knows.
A lotus in full bloom holds a single seed pod at its centre. Inside it, a new life, curled in light. Below, roots spread wide into the earth. Everything that will ever exist is already held inside what has always been.
He is not entering a pre-existing world. He is creating the world as he moves through it. You are not just experiencing reality. You are creating it, moment by moment, from your body's frequency field. The future doesn't exist ahead of you, waiting. It forms only as you meet it.
A man walks barefoot, roots pressing into the earth with every step, geometric signals radiating outward from his body in every direction. Space is forming around him as he arrives in it. How you walk, what you hold inside you, and the frequency you carry is not personal. It is creative.
We don't sit here to complete each other. We sit here as two whole beings, each rooted in ourselves. We built our own inner homes, planted our own roots, learned to hold our own hearts, meet our own fears, and rise through our own healing. Only then — only then — did we turn toward the other. Not to save. Not to fix. But to play, to create, to explore.
Two people sit together, each carrying their own inner home glowing in their chest. They are not looking at each other for completion. They are simply present, each sourced from within, each whole. One reaches upward. The other watches, smiling.
2026
“The journey, the work, the love, the grief — it was all carving something deeper. And in the end, I see it clearly now: I wasn’t the one shaping my life. I was what was being shaped. I am the masterpiece.”
Humans are harmonic beings — not metaphorically, literally. Your body is sound made visible, melody so slowed down it appears as form. Your emotions are waves of information. Your breath is shaping both the world inside you and the world around you. And once you really know this — not just understand it, but feel it with every cell — everything changes. Because nothing is fixed. You are always creating your reality.
Harmonic Human is a book about the body as instrument, life as tone, and the human being as harmonic frequency. A guide back to the natural intelligence that is already within you. It moves through the fundamental relationships of a life — Mother, Father, Child, The Creator, Sun and Moon, Pain and Forgiveness, The Cosmos — asking what it means to live in harmony with yourself, and what gets in the way.
The book moves through
Written during six months of deep personal unraveling — loss, love, letting go of a version of herself built entirely for survival. Each page pairs original hand-drawn illustrations with prose that lives somewhere between philosophy, poetry, and personal reckoning. Not designed to be read in order — pick it up, land where you land.
Written and illustrated between London and Mexico City · ISBN 978-1-0369-5252-5
Passages from the book
Humans are harmonic beings, not metaphorically, literally. Your body is sound made visible, melody so slowed down it appears as form. And every object of matter, everything in existence — trees, rivers, mountains, a rusted nail, a painting, a memory, a heartbeat, a worry, an emotion, a thought, every person, every plant, every animal — is its own unique frequency. That's all reality is. It's a symphony of frequencies. And for you, for your reality, you're the Source of it.
We were born to believe that money is the gatekeeper of freedom. The proof of our worth. The measurement of success. But money was never the source. You are.
Animals are bound by instinct. Plants follow the sun. Minerals hold memory. But humans? Humans are made to wonder. This isn't poetry. It's how we're designed. Remember when you could become a hundred things in a single afternoon — librarian, astronaut, tree climber, explorer of ant kingdoms? That wasn't just child's play. That was your original setting.
Earth is the ultimate galactic playground. Not because it's the most advanced, but because it holds the widest range of experience. Here, you can know yourself as an individual and as infinite. You can feel loneliness and then taste the ecstasy of reunion. You can touch grief so deep it splits you open, and then create art, love, and beauty from that very wound.
We're not billions of separate humans. We are one planetary consciousness exploring itself in infinite fractal forms. Each of us is a brushstroke of paint, shaped by land, lineage, memory, and vision. Adding depth and color to one great living canvas.
My hope is that these words reach you like a warm embrace because pain isn't what we think it is. It's the gift that takes you to where you want to go. We don't just lose a loved-one, a job, a home — we lose every pathway that we could think of that would make us feel safe, loved and complete. And when that map falls apart, when there's no way left to go, pain moves in, dragging every shadow up with it.
That's what forgiveness really is. Not letting someone else off the hook. But letting yourself off the hook, for all the ways you didn't yet know how to dream. For all the ways you clung to what was false. Let it collapse. Let it burn. Let the dream reform.
when the world comes undone, when the frameworks disappear, when it feels like there is nothing out there for you, then you are already in the open space for new dimensions, new possibilities and new experience. from this point onwards moving forward has nothing to do with a sense of direction and everything to do with a feeling of wonderment.
What a wild and beautiful thing it is to be alive. To open your eyes each morning to a reality you know you're creating. To breathe, stretch, listen, and begin again, not from who you were, but from what's unfolding through you now.
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2024
“Humans are a Creator Species and life is a constant state of creativity, whether you’re creating with your thoughts, your words, your feelings, your body, in relationship, in conversation, with a hot cup of coffee, a moment in the rain, listening to jazz, with sound, with light, with frequency, or with the most powerful tool we have – JUST BEING (in love).”
Creator Being is a captivating and deeply personal book that explores the nature of the universe, natural law, love, and creative expression. Within this beautiful book you'll find a compilation of short notes and hand-drawn illustrations on natural law and the new human experience. From emotions, to relationships, to multidimensionality, to our galactic origins — it's the wild wisdom and the ancient knowledge that are crucial to remembering who we are as Nature herself and how to live from the Creative Principle for life.
At its core Creator Being is a powerful and thought-provoking exploration of the human experience and the ways in which we can connect with the universe and our own potential as Creators. It's a book that will inspire you to think deeply about your own life and the world around you, and to embrace your own creative spirit.
The book moves through
This is more than a book — it's an invitation to explore the depths of the cosmos and the beauty of our human experience. Whether you're looking to deepen your understanding of natural law, explore multidimensional living, or simply reconnect with your creative self, Creator Being will illuminate your path.
Written and illustrated in London · ISBN 978-1-3999-6106-6
Passages from the book
When the world comes undone, when the frameworks disappear, when it feels like there is nothing out there for you, then you are already in the open space for new dimensions, new possibilities and new experience. From this point onwards moving forward has nothing to do with a sense of direction and everything to do with a feeling of wonderment.
No-one can dream your dreams, sing your song, dance your dance, see what you see, feel what you feel, hear what you hear. No-one can know you, but you can know yourself.
When you know that you are darkness and light, you are what you most desire and what you most resist, when you rest deeply in that space of oneness within you, there is no fight. When you embody this truth life becomes a never ending experience of freedom because there is nothing that has dominion over you.
When you create from the spark of excitement within you, because you have to, because you were born to do it, regardless of what the world is telling you, then you're living from your authenticity. That's your genius revealing itself to you. It's the same impulse that infants have for imagination and play. It comes from a space of curiosity and not purpose.
You choose relationships because 'I want to feel what it feels like to be in resonance with someone.' The longevity of relationships is no longer about obligation or maintenance, it's about 'are we still creating together?'
To feel emotion is to feel vibration and frequency rippling through your body. The feeling itself is innumerable, boundless, formless, ranging in intensity, depth, speed, spirals, bursts, rhythm, pace. The diversity and variation of our emotional pallet is phenomenal. Each feeling packaged with slight nuances and subtle tones that allow you to feel, to experience, to express with such detail and dexterity. If only we understood to feel so intensely, is genius in its very design.
Joy is finding the secret doors, the keys, the miracles of life in that which is so ordinary. To discover the miracle so close to home regardless of where you are. Joy is you and your reality realizing it's one experience. It's realizing the ordinary is the extraordinary which is absolutely everywhere.
I listen to the voice within, I feel the vitality of life summoning itself through me, and I remember that I am an extension of our planet, a creative finger, a great exhalation of our earth. This is how I fully participate with Source energy. Touching each moment with deep awareness and welcoming each day with new possibility for what can be.
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Digital: PDF download link sent after purchase. Physical: £25 includes postage & packaging, ships worldwide, delivery 7–14 days.
"I have never reached out to an author after reading a book before, but I really had such a strong pull towards your book, that I had to. I was on the tube reading when I had the thought that I wanted to contact you about your story, and when I finished your book and saw your contact information at the very end, it was further confirmation. This book found me at the perfect time. I went to Watkins Books for the very first time, and was about to leave with 'The Road Less Travelled' when I saw the very last copy of Creator Being. The artwork instantly caught my eye. After reading the back, I flipped through the pages and randomly chose one page. I landed on the 'Lost Trying To Find A Place In This World' illustration and it absolutely resonated with me."
Lauren — London, via email"Hello Jemmal. I found your book at Four Store in Shoreditch (what a beautiful place). Letting it read me. Just want to say thank you. Love."
Gonzalo — Ottawa, via Instagram"Hi Jem, My name is Aoife. I found your book in a terrarium shop in London. I was flipping through it and every single page I opened spoke to me. At the time I was struggling financially and spent a long time in the shop debating whether I should buy it. After some time the store owner approached me. After I expressed my struggles he gifted it to me. Over the last year I have read it quite slowly but intentionally. The lessons are powerful and I hope to continue to incorporate them into my life."
Aoife — London, via email"Hello Jem I'm Katie. My friend Kathy Chen got in touch with you recently after I found your wonderful book in my rental apartment. I'm reading it now and love it, your words and ideas are very moving and I feel so understood just from reading your book!"
Katie — Mexico City, via Instagram"I am looooving your book. Today it traveled to Progreso with me. Sending you a warm sea breeze, coffee vibes & Mexican smiles."
Parvati — via Instagram"From the very first page you had me hooked. The words that you spoke helped me to see light where there has been dark. The inspiration in your thoughts have helped me so much. So from one female warrior to another, from my heart to your heart. Namaste."
Reader — via WhatsApp"I've been reading your book all morning. I can't put it down. Seriously, well done Jem. I'm really happy for you. I'll be taking this home and having my kids read it as well."
Daniel DeMars — via Instagram"Flipped through the pages and knew you were the real deal. Flipped to a page on death in your book and you basically said the same thing I said at our philosophy group — but in your own prose. We had full body tingles."
Kathy — Mexico City, via Instagram
