where did the sun go !

IMG_6434Wow, such a wonderful couple of days, to feel that warm sun on my skin……….  not long now and back to Greece  and hopefully a little more consistent sun !.  Its gloomy again and raining right now !

Poor old veg it doesn’t know what is happening, one good thing is the BEES, they keep on doing what they do best, pollinating the veg flowers !  Runner Bean that are climbing the high red brick wall are alive with the buzzing bees going about their business.  Bean are very abundant now, one of my fave veggies.  Tomatoes are abundant too but with the weather, not many ripen.  I grew a lot this year, 20 plants or more, but I am lucky if I get more than a handful a day, thought I would be having a real glut and could be bottling up their sunshine for the winter.  Courgettes much the same, no glut and I have so many recipes to cope with it this year too.

Breakfasted on my toms, sauteed in a little oil and smoked paprika with scrambled eggs.  Not my eggs , would love to have some hens, but not possible where I live sadly, perhaps one day when I am in Greece with my design and sculpture studio,garden and time just for myself !

My Sweetpeas I have picked a bunch fresh everyday since mid June, so delighted, so well worth the trouble growing from seed.

 

 

 

The creative mind

Not sure what is going on with my mind at the moment, its kind of all over the place, one minute creating a patchwork of colour, sewing, sewing, sewing, with blocks coming out of my ears……………  Then wanting to sketch with a mapping pen, all inky blots and scratchy lines

Then after the orange spurt on Monday, partly prompted by bitter orange library scheme I am creating for my next project in my day job, like luscious tangy marmalade all juicy and ripe.  Partly inspired by the wonderful parrot tulips I treated myself to.  But now its purple, the wonderful pinky purple colour that hot beetroot makes when doused in sour cream swirls……..  Deep magenta,  oozing damson liquor when baked in a pie.  I cooked myself beetroot and courgette with warm lemon yoghurt dressing tonight, the taste was just sublime.  As I  rubbed the warm skin from the cooked beetroot just couldn’t resist taking a photo of it,  Hey presto it turned into a humble beet to kind of Beet Mandala !

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Day three “orange”

Day one started on Monday, I spent a long time gathering images and writing the post, pushing the publish button lost it all.   A little frustrated, but had no time to sort it out.  Yesterday I found that the post wasnt even saved as a draft, so did it all again, only to have it happen to me again !!!

So this is now Day Three, not sure if orange is in my realm today, but sitting here next to a bowl of orange tulips I cant help but feel sunny and warm inside.  The sun is not shining today as it was the last two mornings, the sky is grey, but somehow this doesn’t matter, I can still feel that uplifted feeling that the memory evokes.

Orange is such an enticing colour, its pure creative energy and a colour I am drawn to in my artworks.   I have  even been using it in a more burnt marmalade shade in my next project  being installed in March/April.  sumptuous velvets, Toleware from Paris, silk sheaths on the chandelier chains……….. and much more.  It’s all very exciting

Here is a pictorial view of how orange has inspired me , first off my kitchen flowers

2013-02-17 15.46.03A bowl of Parrot Tulips in my kitchen

 

Rose hips in a rowtaken on visit to Krishnamurti Centre

Tree fertility 1 v2Tree Fertility, pencil sketch coloured digitally

Tree spirit family orange SFTree Spirit family – painting

fragility watercolour – I called this Fragility but now I can see it’s a beautiful forest

autumn leavesLeaves I collected on an autumn walk

 

come fly with me v5 SFA small scultpure I call Freedom

IMG_3123patchwork coat for my daughter’s puppylobster orange.playing at breakfast

shoes I made of papershoes I made of paper

 

The list could to on and on and on !

 

 

 

 

 

santa please …………….

I have amassed some sumptuous textiles in my kind of style.  Items that I would love to own .  Some of these items only grace  exotic cases in museums across the globe, or exquisite Fortuny locked away in private collections but I can dream.  To see the full collection follow this link http://pinterest.com/carolg1849/my-style/

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The trees are still talking to me

my creative journey continues, the forests of trees that hold such abundance.  Somethings calls me when I walk amongst the dancing leaves, the verdant lushness, their vitality and majestic power.

A dear friend posted this beautiful poem, I had forgotten just  how beautiful these words were, a poem I had ready many times a few years back, but had faded in the mists of time…………….

Sleeping in the Forest 

I thought the earth remembered me,
she took me back so tenderly,
arranging her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds.
I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed,
nothing between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths
among the branches of the perfect trees.
All night I heard the small kingdoms
breathing around me, the insects,
and the birds who do their work in the darkness.
All night I rose and fell, as if in water,
grappling with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.