thank you everyone
March 31, 2010
two sides of separation
March 28, 2010
Number three, I like it, but not everyone does………….
February 26, 2010
A number that is uncomfortable for some, for me its what I know. I grew up in a three, mother, father and me until my teenage years; I have many relationships which group in three and it’s comfortable to me.
Why for some is this a threat? A dear friend of mine likened it to a three-legged stool; if one leg were kicked away then the stool would not stand up. And of course there is the triangle of persecutor, victim and rescuer, which can play out. I like to think of this verse in Ecclesiastes spoken by king Solomon “A three-ply cord is not easily severed.”
There is the Holy Trinity, the Three Jewels in Buddhism, in maths it s the first odd prime number and lucky number. Abraham Lincoln said “Of the People, By the People, For the People”. Then there are the Three Graces, The fates, the triple headed Goddesses. Chekov’s famous play the Three Sisters and in sport the Triathlon. The cycle of life, creation, life and death, the three ages of woman maiden, mother, crone. So much of life comes at us in three; it’s a joyous number to me, I like it
Tbis piece of work is a paper cut, scanned and digitally manipulated and of course it in THREE !
And More Red
February 15, 2010
The colour RED – R.I.P
February 15, 2010
Have been thinking and working with red on a current interior project, its such a beautiful creative colour, its vibrancy so energising, so uplifting and enriching.
Red is blood, its velvety rich smoothness……….. Its there when we are born, it symbolises passion, sex, sin, pain, anger and guilt, red with the blood of murder, the bible says in Isiah “Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be white as snow”. We can get caught “red handed”, or visit the “red light” district. We see red when angry, Apparently research has born out that men find women more attractive if they are wearing red. Its the colour of Mars, a valentines heart, a robin red breast, a red rose, its red ripe fruit oozing syrupy juices signalling its readiness to be devoured. We can be “red blooded” virile, powerful, unstoppable. Its the colour of royality, velvet and ermine cloaks, red cushioned throne. Red was used by Alexander McQueen is his fall 2009 collection show in Paris to much aclaim, may you rest R.I.P
My Thoughts exactly Mae !!!
February 13, 2010
The daily aphorism courtesy of http://www.theschooloflife.com/
fabric design detail – family ghosts
February 10, 2010
Attachment: did it fail?
January 5, 2010
Please hear me she yearned, see me, feel me, I want to be close………………. Please dont leave me
design for an aged glass panel
November 26, 2009
The Frog by Hillaire Belloc
November 20, 2009
A priceless ode to Billy Bandyknees – especially for my dear friend Seanpaul whos frogs appear in the image and were my inspiration for this blog
Selected verses from
The Bad Child’s Book of Beasts
- Be kind and tender to the Frog,
- And do not call him names,
- As “Slimy skin,” or “Polly-wog,”
- Or likewise “Ugly James,”
- Or “Gap-a-grin,” or “Toad-gone-wrong,”
- Or “Bill Bandy-knees”:
- The Frog is justly sensitive
- To epithets like these.
- No animal will more repay
- A treatment kind and fair;
- At least so lonely people say
- Who keep a frog (and, by the way,
- They are extremely rare).
by Hillaire Belloc
Morphing 7
November 19, 2009
this image was part of a morphing series which started out as small eggs, all I could do for a few weeks was to draw these shapes. They were full, ripe, bursting to take on a new life, but frustratingly I could not seem to move. Then one day, I drew them with sprouting life, like seeds germinating, the floodgates opened and the small egg shaped “seeds” grew long tendrils, and gradually morphed into fluid body shapes . Unusually never with heads, just long “searching” tendrils, both male and female forms who nurtured “eggs” of their own,
This time I felt the need to create a tributary, take one of the images into a new direction, chose morphed image no. 7 and these are the results
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If you go down to the woods today ……. dream
November 14, 2009
“The greatest achievement was at first, and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn, the bird waits in the egg, and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities”
James Allen (statesman)
so when you go for a walk in this deep dark woods of the soul, listen………… underfoot things are stirring.
I took creative inspiration from the quote and created this image. Its layered from photographs I have taken in nature, ferns unfurling, grasses swaying, teasels drying in the hot sun and sketches that I drew from my own souls journey .
YOu can see more on this image at http://www.livingenergyhealer.com
Transformation, from 3D to a wall of mosaics
November 11, 2009
Persephone needed to keep moving, she rose from the depths and transformed herself from three dimension to a creative wall design and then a a mosaic design to cover a full wall………….
Persephone
November 8, 2009
`playing with a ball of clay this afternoon, cant believe she appeared, a sense of real strength sprung from my fingers, she feels so free, so free its scary, there is a part of me thats down with Persephone ………….
Addendum: I just realised that I went to see Julia Cameron speak (artists way book) the previous day, it was quite challenging and bought up a lot of childhood images, I see now my “form” is my unconscious self that is bursting to get out. There is nothing to be afraid of.
Prayer to Persephone
Be to her, Persephone,
All the things I might not be:
Take her head upon your knee.
She that was so proud and wild,
Flippant, arrogant and free,
She that had no need of me,
Is a little lonely child
Lost in Hell,—Persephone,
Take her head upon your knee:
Say to her, “My dear, my dear,
It is not so dreadful here.” Edna St. Vincent Millay
All the things I might not be:
Take her head upon your knee.
She that was so proud and wild,
Flippant, arrogant and free,
She that had no need of me,
Is a little lonely child
Lost in Hell,—Persephone,
Take her head upon your knee:
Say to her, “My dear, my dear,
It is not so dreadful here.” Edna St. Vincent Millay
Flickr: Your Photostream.
Shoe Story
November 1, 2009
These are my prototypes, my practice run, they were only supposed to be a “rehearsal ” so to show up technicalities and find what worked for me. However, each shoe “walked” a path, not the one I expected, but one I that has opened a door to my ancestors. I even made the Guardian on line, and sold some to an advertising agency…………. Why shoes I have been asked? I wanted to do a piece of work about the path I have trodden these long and eventful 60 years but my soul seemed to want to go beyond. My grandmother and my great grandmother are people who have formed who I am today, it was a surprise to find myself scanning and printing images of them for use in shoes, but I knew my grandmother well, she would have loved them,. Not sure where to go from here, but this is my shoe story to date.
