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meet Ringo

Ringo dot 2 5.6.17

Sometimes we have to do what we want .. no matter what.  Ringo decided he was going to come to visit.   I saw him before he arrived, only I had my own ideas, but his desire to be present over ruled my half-baked idea.

That is what happens in life, we may want something, we have it in our mind, just what we want or what we need to do to achieve or get to our goal,  However along the way, it just didn’t or doesn’t work out that way.  You followed the steps, you went forward the way you thought you should, and when you got to the end.. It just wasn’t the same.  Not that it was a negative or simply not to your liking, it just wasn’t what you had, had in mind.

As an artist/writer, or other creative soul, it is an experience that happens to us often enough.  We are good at adapting, truth be told, we kind of like the hiccups along the way,  It allows for opportunities to experiment and usually go beyond what we have grown comfortable with.

PL Precept #1  Life is Art

PL Precept #2  To live is to express One’s Self

original mixed media -Q- Dymoon

Happy land

dragon, start of.. 4.30.17

Once upon a time a dragon came to visit.  “Oh” said I, ” what pretty colours you are! ”

“hmmmp” he said, “I’m just passing through”

So, I took a picture of him and posted him on Instagram, I went about my day and didn’t think much more about him.  I was having a “dragon” kind of day, and really wasn’t that interested in what he had to say.

The next day, I was busy with activities that I couldn’t put away.  Today was the day, so I had to be present and social in a “family” kind of way.  By mid day, after guests were gone and I was now back home on my own.  All I could think of was that I wanted to pray.  It was pouring rain, the clouds were bleak and gray, but nothing was going to stand in my way. The quiet, tranquility of the church, the peace of love and community, was drawing me, like a moth to a flame.

Silently I prayed, my words and thoughts, came, they flowed, they flew into the air, the heaviness, the pain, slowly drained away.  PL Precept # 11  Always be with God.

PL Precept # 5  One’s Self is Lost by being Emotional

PL Principle #2  I will not have complaints about others, matters, nor the weather.  Rather I will always be creative and will look for short comings in my own thinking and actions,

When I came home, the dragon looked at me and winked.  The brat I thought.  I reached out and with   steady hand, and knowing actions, his friends came to light.

happyland 5.2.17

Just like that… the dragon smiled, his friends pranced and I was smitten with their charm.  My grin went from ear to ear… life is good when we believe and trust in God

PL Precept # 7  Everything exists in Relativity

PL Precept # 21 Live in Perfect Liberty

Oyashikiri

a funny thing

Mother Nature 4.27.17

Something funny has started to happen, at the end of each day, I pull down a canvas or another form of painting platform, and I recap my day.  Nothing in mind, just a glance over my inventory of  tools, and my hands and “unconscious” thought take over.

I’ve always said, “I can’t do a journal” when asked if I have a journal, oh, I have lots of potential journals.  I love collecting them, but somehow, I don’t seem to be interested in writing in them. OR drawing in them.  I did start doing “art” journals, remember that, I got books and was keen on recycling the pages into artistic “expression”  I still like the idea, but that “action” evolved, I began to recycle canvas I’d find in Thrift shops, but as my husband has patiently explained, we only have so much wall space

In fairness to myself, I don’t really want to put up all the canvas that I paint.  But it does have to dry, AND some I do like to revisit.  BUT  once I do them, express that one “emotion/thought” I let it go. Working on Acrylic board, canvas sheets, or water-colour pages works far better, I can then once they are dry, store them till I decide to cut one up to use part or parts of it for a background for something else.

And why pray tell am I sharing this with you.  In PL, our first precept is #1 Life is Art. 

Think about it, many of you I know read my blogs, and you relate, maybe not to all of what I go on about, but some of it definitely resonates with you. With me, my daily lessons come from my “art” my writing, painting, how I deal with a “challenge/opportunity”  sometimes, I am a wiz, it works out just fine, other times, like putting paint to paper it really pops, just not the “harmony” you’d hoped or thought would reflect back at you…. PL Precept # 15   All is a Mirror

In PL we don’t do “sermons” we talk about the precepts, and how they are useful to us in our daily lives.  Much like you read here in my blogs.  I mention this because, over the years, I have been blessed with new friends through this blog who are not PL members but who share with me, their thoughts and comments, I LOVE IT.

Sometimes we begin a project thinking we know just how and what we will do.  Over time I have grown, listened, and learned from you, my delight in the world has expanded through the growth of my online, virtual friends.

How does my “garden” grow….. YOU make it blossom, YOU bring your thoughts and energy into my world, and I THANK YOU.

Oyashikiri

In PL Oyashikiri  is a blessing.

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Chop Suey Thursday

in flight 4.26.17

Colours of my day…… of late instead of writing in a journal, I do a colour piece, mixed media,  these pieces, are either stand alone, or I will use them for backgrounds to other works I might be inspired to do.

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Colour plays a part in my day.  I love colours that speak loud and clear. Probably because I like life to be clear and uncomplicated.  I spent part of today, calling what friends of my Mother’s that are still around to let them know the memorial is coming up soon.  Like her, they are up there in age.  It is more a courtesy call, to let them know so they are not forgotten.  The memorial will take place right down town, not convenient for parking.

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As beautiful as they are, all flowers eventually wilt , dry up and fall off.  They are so vibrant and joyful when in bloom.  I feel so alive, so bad ass healthy.  Too bad, when I catch a glance in a mirror, I’m not sure who the person looking back at me is.  I say to myself, I’m like the bark on a stately tree, I get better with age.

To celebrate my husband’s birthday, we had dessert.. which is not something we do often.  There are advantages to celebrate the passing of time =^_^=

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PL Precept #18  Each moment is a turning Point.

PL#21   Live in Perfect Liberty

Wordless Wednesday 4.26.17

lady in the clouds 4.25.17

sit quietly with me

see my many faces

I can be anyone you want me to be

first, you have to find me

Q

a chop suey day

flowers 4.22.17

A beautiful sunny day after all.  A late start to the day, but once on the road, it was lovely.  The further from the busy pace of the city we got, the calmer I felt. With nothing really planned, it was nice to wander towards where we wanted to visit, but with no real need to be there, we could enjoy the ride.

The fields are bare, barren, trees are waking up, but there are still no buds in sight.  Other years we would have seen some sign of new activity, not so this year.  Low lying fields are damp, wet and in some places completely covered over by water.  I looked for animals, but except for a few sheep, resting in the sunshine on higher ground, there wasn’t much to see.

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I did find a large quantity of a full range of colour in acrylic spools of yarn, and the needles to work with them.  Have I a clue on what to do with them, no.  If anyone out there knows, I’d love to hear from you.  I was smitten by the colours and the prospect of doing something artistic with them.

doll 4.22.17 18 inches VV Kanata

My husband sighed quietly when I climbed back into the truck with my little one… “I thought you said, you weren’t going to start collecting dolls”  the dear man, it wasn’t a question, he shook his head.. He didn’t say it, but he was thinking.. he hoped this phase will be short and sweet,  he really is the VERY BEST. =^_^=

There was much more we explored and experienced, it was simply one of the nicest of days..  I came home content with my “treasures” .. I had done the background for the flowers before we left.  After supper, the flowers magically appeared, it was 1,2,3, et voila, I was smiling.  I liked what I saw. =^_^=

Every day won’t be like today, but the happy days, out number the “gray” days. The minister in NY. wrote that we need to apply ourselves more to “living like the sun” PL Precept # 8.  I agree, and will try hard to practice being more cheerful, and to see the world through fresh eyes every day when I wake.

Happy Sunday everyone.. The forecast calls for blue skies with a lot of sunshine.  Enjoy!

Oyashikiri (Blessings)

 

vintage ? old? new?

vintage 4.17.17First, let me begin by telling you I do not collect dolls.  I have over the years belonged to the CDAA (Canadian Doll Artist Association) a club that no longer exists.  We were doll artists from all over the world who had an interest in one of a kind dolls.  Certainly not the kind of doll pictured above.

I met a lady in a shop, who over time, we developed more than a hi, good day, how are you relationship.  I found out she is an avid doll collector, not the one of a kind type of dolls but in particular ones from a Canadian company, that have a certain look to them, and a wardrobe.  Like myself, she is a crafter, and artist, with her hand in many different project. We are many such “creatures” on the planet, and we thrive on the exchange of ideas and the inspiration we get from one another.

It is in appreciating the differences in the people we meet that we ourselves grow.  I truly believe that.  Seeing their “vision” and “creativity” inspires me to look at the objects that come into my sphere of “seeking” when I’m out on a “treasure hunt”

The doll above, I’ve seen over the years in fancy boxes in shops that sell to the doll collectors, and have passed them without a second glance.  Today I saw this young lady with her beautiful hair rather messed, and untidy, hanging all over the place, her shift which once had been clean and starched, was now faded, dusty and had a staining (that brown coat of “age”) that made her look shabby.  To add insult to her condition, where other dolls were priced at a respectable price, she had been marked at a ridiculously low price.  The colour of her outfit doesn’t really show properly, but the dress at one time looks like it was a pastel Easter green.  Her crochet vest was perhaps an off white or linen colour.  Her mother would have been proud, her undergarments were still white.

Yes, I brought her home, used a crochet piece I had to put her hair up so that I could get her clothes off,  I’ve soaked the grime out.. and will give her a cleaning when I have time to get back to her,  Why did I do that.  I have no idea. I know I will not be starting a home for wayward dolls.  At the time it seemed the right thing to do.

We all get old.  Some more gracefully than others.  The kindness we show to others, and the reason for our actions at times is not clear to us right away.   But I know for a fact, that goodness, begets positive.  When we live with a desire to live our lives with pure intentions, life is good.  There is always a reason for our actions.  When you believe this, the moments of awareness become more frequent.

Today was Monday, tomorrow is Tuesday, how wonderful is that!  Sleep with dreams of soft pastel wonders, and tomorrow wake to a day filled with vibrant colour.

water colour 4.13.17

A recent expression.. I was experimenting with my new watercolours on canvas and tissue.  Life is good, share your happiness with others.

PL Precept #19 Begin once you Perceive

PL Precept #16  All things Progress and Develop

Oyashikiri

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