and paper shoes all in a row………….
November 22, 2009
Carol, Carol quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
with silver bells and cockle shells and paper “shoes” all in a row
see more of my paper sculptures HERE
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
images that inspire me, Friday
August 7, 2009
Take a closer look, these snowflake type shapes ………. people, amazing, this photoagrapher is amazing .gregoirealexandre
Grégoire Alexandre.
Fresh, organic veg
July 27, 2009
such magnificence
April 7, 2009
Who could believe I could be sitting with two adorable friends, drinking a cup of earl grey tea and munching on carrot cake and have this magnificent bird parading on a few feet away from us, amazing. I have never seen a peacock with its tail feathers “up” strutting his stuff and rattling his feathers in a vibratory fashion. Obviously a mating ritual, he stood so tall and proud, his irridescent feathers gleaming in the sunshine, my heart lifted and fel joyful to see such exuberant colouring, however the peahen was totally oblivious……………… Seems so different in the “human” world. 
oh so pretty
January 28, 2009
I have been searching through some pics looking for inspiration, this one jumped off the screen to me. although taken autumn it has a real spring like and fresh feel to it. No idea what they are, but I love the image. I took this at Glastonbury in the gardens of Abbey House. Such a warm and friendly place to stay. A memorable weekend
The creative mind
November 27, 2008
Its where the impossible and the possible meet, collide, unite, repel, reform and grow. Thoughts rise like balloons, floating and playful, growing and dancing in the endless ether of to the mind. Visiions growing, bubbling up like white fluffy clouds, letters falling like rain, swirling in the breeze until words, then sentances echo in the void. Where will it take me today, to a land where rivers run with chocolate? , where pixies play their flutes amidst flora and fuana and picnic with tiny lost children, whilst giant footsteps appear like portals through to a world so vivid, so glaringly colourful that I need sunglasses to see. Swirling shapes, bubbles carrying theories, equations, poems, smiles, visions teasing and allluring until one bursts and envelops the brain cells with warm glistening inspiration. Voices, sweet song, happy laughter, sobbing tears filling massive oceans, stern commanding sounds sending endless orders to perform the impossible.
Work hard, fast, perfections in all things, get started, quick, quick, heart beating loud, wheels turning, cogs clonking, rockets firing, a maze of complexities, concavaties, convexities, churning and churning until the pressure bursts. Explodes into life forms, cascading dreams drip endlessly over ever hungry tentacles that suck and draw the energy within. An energy voice that plugs into the universe.
This is what goes on in my creative mind, what goes on in yours?























