Heart growth
October 2, 2011
Recently I had an angiogram at the new local hospital, seeing my heart on the screen I hadnt realised that the arteries looked like the branches of a tree. Thankfully the consultant told me ‘GOOD NEWS” so very relieved, but it all this got me thinking and researching and being creative.
We are literally just like a tree inside, the heart is our tree of life, and its something I just cannot stop drawing. I started drawing a “heart” before I went to the hospital, it helped me to understand what was going on but then I wanted to draw a happy, supported and nurtured heart, one that thinks, is full of love and is abundant in all ways.
This is my latest offering.
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eyes on the world and some heart stuff
September 25, 2011
sketch book doodlings…………. and more creative stuff
Imaginery creatures
August 28, 2011
Played around in my sketchbook coming up with all manner of creatures today. I was so amazed at the characters that appeared, they just evolved from blobs of watercolour and a graphite pencil……… Its the emotions that surprised me, each one definitely showing a unique characteristic
I am going to be using my sketchb00k to illustrate emotions, an “emotional” journey. Today was a start, a good start thanks to Carla Sonheim and her Snowball diaries http://carlasonheim.wordpress.com/
tickled my fancy
August 24, 2011
I came across this amazing you tube footage this morning, what an incredible concept for an interactive installation. This really grabbed my attention, hope it does yours too. So simple but with really powerful marks that build up on the walls…….. Please watch and let me know what you think?
a new path begins – The Fool and his journey
August 7, 2011
That childlike confidence, stepping out without a care in the world. The Fool, the archetype thats take the the hero’s journey through the numbered cards of the Major Arcana.
For me these represent the journey we all embark on, its called “Life”. Guess this is the big picture, but within this inevitable cycle of birth, death and rebirth, that keeps turning, there are many smaller “wheels” many deaths. We need these deaths to give space , we have to let go of things that no longer serve us, all the areas of our life where “we do” just out of habit, or some preconcieved thought processes that we may have adopted from out parents limiting belief systems. Their comes a time when you wake up, enough is enough ! suddenly there are new possibilities, new challenges on the horizon that are beckoning……….
Quietly sitting in the solitude of my studio I felt drawn to create a lino cut, THE FOOL instantly captured my thoughts and it wasn’t until I was looking at it the finished result this morning, I realised the signifigance of the subject I had chosen. I have a new path that is about to unfold next month, something that has been lurking in my mind for so long, years in fact. In September I am to embark on a 3 year training programme to become a Transpersonal Art Therapist. I first heard about this course some years back when I attended sculpture classes at a studio based on the teachings of Rudolph Steiner. I new then that one day when I wasn’t so busy I would apply. It took a literal death of someone who had a big influence in my life, this made me sit up and think, follow your dreams……… and I have
I am so excited, I feel like this child like person embarking on a magical journey, not knowing what to expect, taking that leap of faith. I know too it will have its challenges, just as in life but now I know how to be in the flow of life, not resist, to accept “what is” and left life unfold in front of me.
Sunshine and Paper
July 31, 2011
Todays creative outpouring, sculptural paper curves
and then the heat of the sun turned up the colour volume !!
Peaceful or asleep?
June 11, 2011
Are they at peace? asleep, or blissfully unaware…………. I am exhausted, physically exhausted and drained of every ounce of my energy. Been packing and unpacking, putting together bookcases, tables, and trying to bring harmony to my new offices, its a slow process, but an enjoyable one.
I want to be asleep like these precious beings, they look so peaceful but my mind is working overtime, thinking, thinking and I actually want to be asleep, blissful, restful sleep so I can awake afresh and make the most of tomorrow.
Pencils, graphite and colour and a little imagination
So Angry, can the angels hear?
June 4, 2011
Yesterday the anger was brewing, I am moving offices next week, so much is getting stirred up, remember back in 1995 when I moved in to my new offices, although full of excitement it was a sad time for many, many reasons. This all came back up and by the time the evening had set in, had a bath and ready to watch film and relax the anger and feelings of vengefulness just overflowed. I lost my sense of being able to discriminate between what the anger was basically about and what was everyday niggles, everything seemed to need some kind of vengeful action, the adrenaline was flowing and i was ready for action.
This morning I awoke after restless night and tried to just write the angry feeling out if me, then I drew from my heart, something about angels hearing? , did it help , yes ! and then went out and treated myself to a new mediation cushion !
Incubation
May 29, 2011
That creative flow is flowing !!
I have been sketching in my little book, a lttle black book which I like the texture of the pages, but the colour of the pages I dislike intensely, there a buttery yellow and they just dont appeal to me at all. Yesterday I doodled away and today came to an end……. Its a kind of incubation process………… the seeds are sown, you can see the bean like pods swelling on the vines, above each is a kind of canopy that imparts the life fore, the breath of life into each one……..
A pencil sketch
today, some more creative flow
May 26, 2011
Pencil sketches on my travels, on the train, hotel room, or actually just waiting somewhere……………. could be at home. Just a normal graphite propelling pencil, smudged with my finger.
today’s creativity
May 26, 2011
I see this as a wondrous tree spirit, both masculine and feminine, wise, loving and full of playfulness. How did I do this? it started of as two image, one, a picture of a very ancient tree and two, a pencil sketch that I drew yesterday of the sacred serpent entwining itself around a spirit body. Today I played around with them digitally and had some fun, and this is the result. My day started very early, up and awake at 5am. Creative juices were flowing and I just had to act on them……….. you know how it is !!
today
May 23, 2011
today’s creative outpouring, a pencil sketch I drew on the train travelling up to london to a meeting. I just love these little creatures, need to really give them some fantastical name, but not sure what
Octupussies
May 3, 2011
More creative output today – click image for a larger view
Crystal Ball – a glimpse into my world
May 1, 2011
All back on track now, so much going on of late, so many distractions and also a lot of time to think. Travels to Chartres Cathedral and Brittany, Torn ligament in knee, laptop died. So drugged up with pain meds one weekend it just drifted by in a sleep haze. This weekend much better, loads of rest which my knee needs and a dash of creative inspiration, time to write ( writing a fairy story), time to read “The mysteries and Chartres”, time to just be and time to be a little creative.
Have been very Inspired by my son’s creations , he is soon exhibiting in a London art fair and have been watching his pieces coming together, very inspiring, so much so it spurred me to interpret something my way.
Here is the result, a glimpse into my world…….. I get lost in there sometimes, so much goes on inside, like a magical mystery tour. Sometimes I wonder when people peer in if they see clearly, does my glass bubble, my crystal ball that I call home need polishing and cleaning m0re regularly so people can gain a better understanding of who I am ?……. then I stop thinking, this is the best time of all, because nothing exists really, only that which my thoughts conjure up. I know my thought process depends on which lenses I wear in my metaphorical glasses, sometimes they are clear and bright and everything is, sunny, hopeful, joyous and full of wonder, sometimes the old lenses in the back of the box gets inserted and the view is not so good and thoughts can plummet, its then that I remember they are only an old viewpoint and I can take them out and be left with no thoughts, just taking every moment as it comes and watch life unfold, watch as it ebbs and flows and have this inner knowingness that everything in life is just as it should be, even when, as my inner world shows there are serpents and ravens, flowers and rabbits, butterflies and tortoises………………
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Ballet Russe
April 4, 2011
Thanks Mr Bowery, it was because of you I came across this image, I thought it was a costume of yours, but then I read it was in fact a costume for the Ballet Russe designed back in 1935 !
Leon Bakst drawings I have always admired, and recently when I watched the Chanel / Stravinsky story my interest in the Ballet Russe became more prominent in my life again. I find the colours so inspiring. Diaghilev was a very clever man, he put together composers and artists the most avant-garde of their time, Braque, Stravinsky, Chanel, Picasso, Matisse and Nijinsky the famous dancer and produced the most inspiring and challenging ballets. He was not at all afraid to break with convention and his passion paid off, however at his death it limped along but was never the same again.
The boldness, the colours, the loose shapes, ballet costumes had never been seen like this before. I just love them, the colours sing out, I so would love to have been around to see their opening nights, especially THE RITES OF SPRING, apparently this caused a riot and they had to close down the theatre!! It’s hard to believe that now, but here is a collection of some the hundreds of costumes that were designed and made especially for each ballet.
Could they be transformed into paper sculptures, could the colour combinations be transformed into my design work and paintings, somehow they will have an influence, my creative mind is like a sponge, its absorbs everything around me so that one day it will be expressed in some form again as I continue along this creative path
