Hi everyone,
I'm taking a blog break.
Hope to see you here in a few weeks time.
xoxo
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
BLOG BREAK
Hi everyone,
I'm taking a blog break.
Hope to see you here in a few weeks time.
xoxo
Friday, April 12, 2013
CATS AND YOU AND ME
CATS AND YOU AND ME by Charles Bukowski
about
our argument tonight
whatever it was
about
and no matter
how unhappy
it made us
feel
remember that
there is a
cat
somewhere
adjusting to the
space of itself
with a delightful
grace
in other words
magic persists
without us
no matter what
we may try to do
to spoil it.
Read the whole poem, Cats and you and me by Charles Bukowski here
they are limited, have different
needs and
concerns.
but I watch and learn from them.
I like the little they know,
which is so
much."
- Charles Bukowski (Read whole poem here)
For more cat magic have a look at Mo's enchanting Illuminated Book of Cats, here.
Friday, April 5, 2013
GATHERING STILLNESS
My word for 2013 is stillness.
A dear friend of mine suggested that we check in with each other every week or two via email, to refocus on our chosen words. Sometimes I forget to check in but ever since we decided to do this little exercise I have found that I am able to maintain my focus, unlike other years when I've forgotten my word within days. Doing this with a friend has made all the difference. Even when it seems that all is chaos around me I am able to find moments of calm in my day. I am gathering stillness and it is affecting my art.
"Have you ever heard the wonderful silence just before the dawn? Or the quiet and calm just as a storm ends? Or perhaps you know the silence when you haven't the answer to a question you've been asked, or the hush of a country road at night, or the expectant pause of a room full of people when someone is just about to speak, or, most beautiful of all, the moment after the door closes and you're alone in the whole house? Each one is different, you know, and all very beautiful if you listen carefully." - The Phantom Tollbooth, Norton Juster
"In the midst of movement and chaos,
keep stillness inside of you".
- Deepak Chopra
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
COCOONS .... PODS .... RECEPTACLES
seeds
encased
until the time is ripe
for new life
new thoughts
new ideas
"These vessels are receptacles for my thoughts, memories and feelings." - Maria Hwang Levy
"The pod form is deeply 'known', an encapsulation of life to come, a concentration or distillation of all that is complex in nature, containing seeds of new life, of the promise of transformation to new form." - Bronwyn Berman
"I love the look and texture of the woven form, weaving is women's work, and the forms are female in their nature, seed pods are givers of life, and the pods have a torso kind of quality . " - Bronwyn Berman
Sunday, March 10, 2013
NATURE INSPIRED
I suppose we all have a place in our hearts, perhaps from childhood or another life time that makes the heart ache when you think about it. A place that has a strong pull but is sometimes too painful to think about because you know you can't go back. I learned to love nature in such a place. When I feel a connection to all the things that live and grow in the countryside I also feel a connection to the farm I grew up on.
I find this poem by Pablo Neruda particularly moving.
Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig
and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:
maybe it was the voice of the rain crying,
a cracked bell, or a torn heart.
Something from far off: it seemed
deep and secret to me, hidden by the earth,
a shout muffled by huge autumns,
by the moist half-opened darkness of leaves.
Wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel-sprig
sang under my tongue, its drifting fragrance
climbed up through my conscious mind
as if suddenly the roots I had left behind
cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood --
and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent.
- Pablo Neruda
One-of-a-kind artist book by Jill Hubley. Click here
Thursday, February 28, 2013
LOOKING THROUGH
From the poem WHAT TO REMEMBER WHEN WAKING by David Whyte
Now, looking through
the slanting light
of the morning
window
toward
the mountain
presence
of everything
that can be,
what urgency
calls you to your
one love? What shape
waits in the seed
of you to grow
and spread
its branches
against a future sky?
Read the whole poem here.
When describing his work, South African artist, Stephen Croeser said "Architecture as metaphor might be a good starting place .... the threshold or portal .... here and there .... doorways, dimensions etc ..... yet also mark, music, time death, loss, longing, the spritual, memory, energy, and attempts to keep art and life integrated ..... "
"When space and time are in short supply I tend to work on paper with ink and other water based mediums. It is a way of staying connected and also serves as a means to explore ideas, compositions or territories rapidly. One could say there exists some form of symbiosis between the drawings and the paintings, the mediums being very different with regards to viscosity and the speed at which one can work. However, these distinctions often blur or break down completely.
The creative process remains a mysterious one, one that, I admit, I do not fully understand. it is experiment, discovery and exploration that are the compelling agents at work here. Thankfully there is much that remains mysterious and hidden to us all." - Stephen Croeser
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