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Good day everyone….

No two artists when looking at a blank canvas see the same thing.  Two photographers looking in the same area, along the same street, will each have a different “capture” in their lens.  Ever heard these words.. ” you were there, didn’t you see bla bla bla”   Well, you both might have been there at the same time, but you both very likely didn’t see the same things.  Each would have viewed the scene or circumstances from his/her own perspective.

Now the word “artist” what does it imply?   Or the word “crafter”  are they one and the same… hmmmm. you thinking about it?

Does it come down to how quickly you want your pant to dry?  No two mediums dry the same way ,even when choosing an ink pad, you have to know what you want to do with the ink you are using.. if you use the wrong kind, your inks can bleed or run… even when you thought it was dry… kinky right..

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That is why I love life and all the artist challenges it provides.  When I make the wrong choice, .. I get to start over or try to work with the results of my 1st choice. Sometimes it works, and sometimes it just doesn’t.  A friend draws in chalk, she lives the moment, when it is gone, she has lived the experience,  and moves on.. that is a beautiful way to let go.

I loved the play of shadows and light on the bramble above.  It struck me at that moment that it was full of intrigue. Today should I see it again, I might not give it a second glance. It would simply be a mass of twigs and branches waiting for spring  and rejuvenation.

La vie est belle, it is our perception that can cloud or colour our view.

I prefer arylic and water colours to oil… why…. paint time… =^_^=

Oyashikiri

PL Precept #1  Life is Art

Thursday Doors 3.10.17

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drums beating a steady rhythm

a deep droning chant

accompanied the talking drums

somewhere within the lush vegetation

there would be a path

leading towards the origins

of the mesmerizing communication

behind each door

is a the total sum

of what “Nature/Universe”

has in store for us

find the door

open the door

and walk through

for all you do

each passing day

if look to find the door

meant for you.

Q

Oyashikiri

Thursday Doors 3.2.17

Rustic charm in a big château built along the Ottawa River on the Quebec side. I meant to go back and take a picture of the main door under the covered driveway that protects passengers as they arrive and drop off their luggage etc.  but forgot, it had been cloudy with rain, and there were times it was just too dreary.  Not to mention busy with people arriving and leaving.

It was a seasonal late February day, the huge majestic stone fireplace was beckoning visitors to sit around the lounging area, and relax.  I enjoy the crackling of a roaring fire, the area was lit in such  way that the dancing flames were merrily putting on a mesmerizing show for all of us who  had succumbed to its many charms.  Huge, the fireplace had huge openings in different direction, so that no matter where you were seated, you could enjoy basking in its glow.

With that pleasant memory firmly planted in my noggin, I’ll head out into the colder brisk air of March 2nd. and run errands.

Thank you to all my wonderful friends, near and far…. for your kind words and support, you are rays of sunlight in my world. Your caring warms my heart, I appreciate each and every one of you.

Oyashikiri

Montebello, Quebec,Canada

simplicity – white

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As we drove along, the winding road seemed to disappear into a wall of fog.  There was a surreal atmosphere of quiet that wrapped itself around the truck.  We paused in our conversation to take notice of our surroundings.

Suddenly ahead we saw flashing lights.  2 men were standing by a truck, the drivers side door was open.  One man wore a bright yellow vest with a big fluorescent red X emblazoned on his back.  As we watched, he helped the other man put ona imiliar vest..  Ahead of the stopped truck was a big lit up panel blocking the way,  It too sported a big red X.

Slowing down, my husband rolled down his window… the one man who was already dressed in the special outfit, walked over to the truck, asking us where we were headed. When told where we were headed, he said, that we could go no further on the road we were on, but needed to take a detour that would be identified  when we turned the truck around.

My husband ever the news-hound, asked for information, and surprisingly we were told that there was a man with a weapon barricaded up ahead, and the whole area was cordoned off…  As we made our way to the detour, we thought about what we had been told.   Here we were out for a leisurely drive, content in our “world” and minutes away, was a very serious scene being played out.  Children were involved, the “suspect” was holed up in an area very close to a school.

This is very serious, we knew it was happening, but there was nothing we could do but proceed with our own “day” and let the “drama” play out as it may.  This was early afternoon, we later heard on the news, that the incident ended shortly after 5, no one was injured.  Maybe not physically, but what kind of “mental” stress was placed on the people who were involved in the incident.

On our way back, the fog had lifted, and the sun was shining.  It brought home for me, how important it is to live each moment with appreciation.  We never know what is around the corner.

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PL Precept # 18   Each Moment is a Turning Point

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NB* we had a wonderful drive, the detour proved to be a meandering back road that was delightful. WE did get to Montebello, my sister, was able to tick the destination off of her to see list. In life, there is always BALANCE . and as noted, by the time we were heading back, the sun was shining and skies were blue.

snow and ice

snow and ice

as seen under a sky

of faded blue and powder gray

such beauty

in the stillness of the day

captured my heart

and stole it away

Q

click on the pictures to see the beauty

that even now

holds me captive to its charm

Oyashikiri

Life – Nature is ART

“Divine”

Sublime

time was

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Time was when we met people face to face, spent time engaging in conversation, and learning about one and another. We exchanged information, experimented with little bits of information here and there, that gave us an idea of how similar or how different we were from one another.

Some acquaintances became fast friends, and others, drifted in and out, never really rooting in a place close by. Like a carefully planned out garden, we build friendships on personalities that compliment our own. Some bolster our insecurities, others are  comfortable, and nurturing, time spent with them is rewarding no matter what you decide to do.

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Other times, we miss out on a new opportunity because we have only focused on the familiar and not ben receptive to a new encounter.  With the age of social media, the internet has changed how we gather and tend to our friends.  Some friends, we have never met in person, we may share time with them, and exchange views and ideas, but we have never looked into their eyes, or known their touch.

2014-05-03 2014-05-03 001 015I admired this trunk when I came upon it on a walk.  How many little critters worked to create this fascinating design, I’ll never know.  But it was through their collective energies, likely at different times, and stages in the tree’s life..   I was enchanted by a piece of history.

When I think of what is happening in the world today, I wonder how someone somewhere in time and space, will look at how we (human race) spent our time while on this earth. Will we have squandered the wonderful possibilities we have had placed before us. Will we build on our intelligence and creativity, or allow negative forces to stunt and cripple the beauty and transformation of love and friendship.

Now more than ever, we should all be united, in a common goal….World Peace.

PL Precept # 11  Always be with God

PL Precept 7   Everything Exists in Relativity

boxing day

It is December 25,

 there is not a car on the lot,

a rare time indeed

you have all the parking space

you could want

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oh dear,

what did I just spot

coloured signs adorn every window

on the lot

50-sale

enjoy the quiet and tranquility today

Buddha babe

cuz tomorrow you won’t stand a chance

these lots will be crammed

with shoppers galore

each scrambling

to get through your doors

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You will wake with a start

when on Dec. 26th

the doors will open

and the bargain hunters

charge with determination

through your doors

unto the sales floor

Boxing Day will have arrived.capture-snowflake

To all the brave ones

who headed out today

safe journey, play fair

and most of all

be patient at the cash

LOL you will have a long wait

before your prize

is truly claimed

ahhh but what the hay

it is all about Boxing Day, Ay!

Q

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