Be Thankful at the beginning and end of each day. Each and everyone of your actions can inspire peace within your family your community and the world around you. This peace will eventually help lead to World Peace.
Perfect Liberty 2020.21
Oyashikiri
off in the distance,
under the afternoon skies
they saw the same grouping
that they were looking at
just down the path
half covered by vines
Neither spoke
they stood rooted on the spot
another mystery
to be uncovered
Yvette arrived earlier
Clementine was due next week
excitement was building
Rosie promised she would
let them explore her
chest of drawers
they still had no idea
where the music came from
it happened when she was
working in her room,
and now, double statues
3 maidens high above
and 3 maidens on the ground
somewhere there was a clue
quietly no words spoken
they turned
walking deeper into the gardens.
neither saw the chest hidden further in
from where they had been standing.
PL Precept # 18 Each moment is a Turning Point
NB * ongoing
OK I have no idea, what I was thinking of when I did this, but it happened. Years later, I still don’t know what it was that drew me to put this “idea” together. Knowing I did it, always gave me pause. I thought to simply throw it out, yet it sat in the back garden for some time, a reminder that not everything I do, or come up with is “picture perfect”
At the time, I really liked the idea. The glove, the hand, I’m not sure, but it still might be out back too. We are cleaning up back there, it is time for a change. I know if they are there, it will be time to “let them go”
I remember putting this “character” into the old wood bird house, so he would be out of the elements. It is all overgrown now, but I saw through the branches that he is still there. It would require cutting away half of the evergreen now to get him out… so… he’ll get to stay. Actually maybe it was a she..
The garden guardians have come and gone, they tended and hosted the wildlife that used our land to travel safely through the urban sprawl. There is beauty in all that nature provides, and there is an unseen world around us that some of us see, and other’s don’t. Never-the-less, the world of imagination and fantasy never fails to capture our attention, when we listen to the wind whisper softly through the trees, or hear it howl when it is voicing discontent. This week we’ve heard the heavens bowling in celebration of a summer’s eve. the bowling balls landing with loud thunder as they rolled across the skies.
Even the wooden sprite is peeking out from his curtain of ivy… (this was he, before this summer’s growth) The heavy rains clear the spider webs from his face, and wash the ants away… He’s happy too.
Hmmm when I review our motley crew of garden elves and faeries… they have done such a wonderful job of keeping our land lush, green and safe from urban predators, maybe, yes maybe… I need to be selective and rethink the changes in the garden, I need to remember why they are there. It is not their looks that count, it is their reason for being!
PL Precept #12 Everything has a way according to its name
PL Precept # 7 Everything exists in relativity
Oyashikiri
There is something to be said about a cold sunny day, when you can see the shimmering bling of the icicles as they hang from the roof edge. I have been trying to listen to the good advice from friends, “stay in, stay out of the cold, REST”, I think I’m soon going to be able to say, its been 4 weeks now! cough, cough, splutter, sneeze, wheeze and darn I’m tired.
This is a much better shot of the beautiful sculptured ice. The sky was the beckoning blue that makes me want to be outside. I don’t care it is cold, I’m happy outside, I layer up and I’m toasty warm.. the air is so fresh, crisp and deliciously brisk.
Thanks for the great feedback on the Sludge project, thought I’d show you a sneak peek.
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This is a piece of a cover that I was very taken with. I liked it so much I kept the magazine for ages. Doing these “Art” journals has given me a new way to display and keep the pictures I like, without keeping a whole magazine. Eventually some time in the future, I will add to the pages.. this is the fun of it all.. there is no rush, no deadlines, just a great way to have quality time with myself doing “stuff” I like.
PL Precept #1 Life is Art
PL Precept # 18 Each Moment is a Turning Point
Make each moment count, enjoy being alive, be grateful, and appreciate that God is in your life…
PL Precept #11 Always be with God
When we live with love in our hearts…it is so much easier to express ourselves.
PL Precept #2 To live is to Express One’s Self.
Oyashikiri
What is it that attracts us to something, in this case, was it the bird emerging from the tall grass, perhaps it was the grass itself, wait, could it be the unknown at the bottom of the picture, lying in wait to be discovered. who knows what it is that draws us to an area, an object, or a landscape. I have a house full of “things” that have found their way home with me. Some I just had to have, and they fit perfectly where I thought I wanted them…………………….. and then……………………they were forgotten.
Meet Chester, he is not a thing, he is a dog I met in the park. Rather taken with him, he was so like my Canaille (Porti).. I sat down and had a good chin wag with him. I enjoyed my conversation with him immensely, he nodded at the right times, acknowledged my banter… it was a fun meeting… and then we each went about our business. I did take his picture though, so i could remember my visit with him.
This geisha is in our garden, bet you can’t find her, unless you just really wander all the grounds and look under bushes and overgrown vines. You can see when she got home with me, she was given a place from where she could view and be viewed. Time moves along, our moments change, our lives keep moving forward and the “things” we so “wanted”, “enjoyed” their moments passed too. If they were left outside, nature welcomed them into its fold. If inside, they were likely soon coated in a mantle of dust and neglect. Or see, when daily chores were being done, but no longer recognized as a “treasure”
PL Precept # 16 All things progress and develop
PL Precept #18 Each Moment is a turning point
I now try harder every day, to simplify my life. I’m rediscovering treasures, and letting them go. I enjoyed and lived my “happy”, when we live in the moment, that is what life is like…. we live each moment, treasuring what we find, there is a saying, for each moment you spend being sad, you are missing a moment of “happy” that might not be it, word for word, but you get the idea,
Have a sun filled day!
Oyashikiri
Chester is a labra-doodle
Canaille not shown, is a Porti (Portuguese Water Dog)
not a happy face, nope, no joy found here
tired, weather worn and ragged
life has left an imprint of a bitter
state of mind
spent in the company of
dissatisfaction and complaints
we, each and every one of us
is entitled to happiness
and the joy of living in a world
full of promise and hope
true, what was,
sometimes fades with the
changing seasons
but it is what is inside that counts
happy and even sad memories
make up our past
yet here we are
starting a brand new day
our lives continue
like sparkling spring water flowing
over the dips and valleys
happily gurgling along
over the variety of rocks
there really is no other choice, but to go with the flow
so why not use what dissatisfaction
and momentary complaints that come our way
as catalysts to improve and change our days
so that happiness is the mainstay
of our daily “every day” lives.
appreciate whatever comes your way
the shade you see, will soon shift and fade away
=^_^=
namaste – oyashikiri
When we first moved to where we live now .. I had a blank canvas to work with (landscape). I enjoy a white birch, so I planted a young 5 footer in a corner of our property… Every year i watched it grow and blossom into a beautiful graceful shade giving tree. Have you ever heard how a breeze can create the sweetest of sounds as it dances its way through the branches and leaves? It is the softest of whispers.
This is a water color done by the artist, Aud Rye called “The first Snowfall” (chrisbeckstudio.blogspot.com)
Artist love to paint, sculpt, photograph, landscape with it, it is a tree that has its own flair, and character.
Used in a garden or landscaped setting, the birch provides a contrast to the vivid color of the flowers, and/ or the many shades of green that are planted around it.
Even in the winter its sculpted beauty is a welcome sight,
We lost our birch to some kind of disease, for whatever reason, it just started fade, the leaves fell away, till eventually even the branches began to show their desire to move on, I was told nothing could be done. I had watched that tree grow from a young sapling to a princess, but one does have to let go and let nature do what it must. So… I cut it down so that only the stems remained and using sculpting materials, I used it as a base for the outdoor garden structure you see in the first photo.
For several more years .. it had a place of honor in the garden.. while its core disintegrated .. the weather meanwhile kept changing the face of the sculpture… with each passing season,I saw how the changing temperatures and many rain and snow storms took its toll.
Now in the garden we still have an arm of the tree here and there placed in different corners of the garden so that when I come across them I’m reminded of what was. To visitors they are whimsical pieces, faces emerging from the greenery, to me, they are part of all that I am.
Some of my pieces are posted on Pinterest, those that I still have, and some that of course I no longer have because they were sold or adopted,…. but always over the years, i get word, or a reminder, of another time and place in my life. Like today, when I got a notice that the above picture of my expression had been repinned twice. and liked.
When we do something, say something, we don’t always get immediate feedback, but know … please believe me… each and every thing we do… has a consequence. The timing may not be what you want or expect, but nature travels, works in its own way, Nature is always in motions, Nature/God is always with us.. we need only be aware and listen.
Enjoy each moment of your day, cherish the experience the adventure of life. Embrace your creativity. Life is Art.
Namaste – Oyashikiri
these pieces are in a Gallery I miss them
chicken wire, felted fabric,sculpting media,
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