Thursday, August 20, 2009
Been working on a public art project with the divine Victoria Nelson, my art teacher, and a very special friend....
I felt proud to be part of this process, ...
Miss Vic has been a dedicated islander on Phillip Island for over 30 years, not only in the Arts and teaching, but everywhere... from shearing sheep, and working at the tip to nurturing wildlife, and saving shearwater birds, to protecting our most precious treasure here on the island... the fairy penguins. ....
Thursday, August 6, 2009
A painting would usually take me a few weeks to a few months,
i needed to get all these emotions out of me, so i threw them on a canvas, melted into it, getting totally lost in my painting...
now i understand, that it doesnt have to be about painting a symbol, or a flower, or a nude....
This is my experience, its my emotions smeared around in colour, its
Always been adventurous this one, fearless, brave, mischievous, gentle.
We grew up together, i had Jamie at 18, hes now 19 and almost a man... hate to sound all cliche... but where does it go, all that time,
it flashes in a blink of an eye, a life time in a nano second.
he has taught me so much more about life, than i have taught him....
I don't feel as if i have lost a son (as my mother put it).
No longer do i have to pick up his soggy towels, or wash his clothes, wake him up after lunchtime, or piss and moan at him to put the rubbish out or do the dishes.... AND i don't have to keep feeding him, (bottomless pit this one!) no more stupid arguments and grumpiness and bickering...yeahy!
I will miss his Jamieness, his smiles, and his infectious laughter, the smart arsed comments that make me giggle, his naughtiness, the sound of his voice and his presents in house and of course....his big warm cuddles, he calls me mumma bear, and i like that.
Actually I am really excited about the next phase of our life journey together...
I let him go with love, knowing i have been the best possible mum i could be, and have instilled as much goodness, morals and love as i could cram in there... I'm excited to see what unfolds in life for him, I'm excited to see how he matures and grows in the future, and what adventures he gets up too...
Always my baby
Love you Jamie
Came over like a big dark cloud, and stayed for a while.
As the solar eclipse passed, i hung on to what was precious in my life, my boys, my partner, my art, my health, my sanity... then they started to slip away...
Painting.... my passion became a struggle.
Pap test reveals pre cancerous cells,
Fibroids have invaded my womb,
Doctor tells me i have depression, anxiety, and complete exhaustion, prescibes anti depressants...
Have to have time off work to get fixed...no work = no money
My big boy leaves home.... the same weekend i found out my partner has been with another woman.
Sanity slips away
OK universe...how much do want to squeeze into 10 days! ok, maybe it was over a month, but felt like a really short amount of time.
Crap!... just re-read my last 2 posts.... didn't see that coming!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
At 3.46pm 21st June 2009 the sun was at its most northerly point for the year... from this moment onward the shadows retreat into the underworld and slowly the sun awakens and day by day grows stronger...
My journey turns inward searching for my own inner light, as my cycle comes to an ending, i shed some tears, and let go of old worn and tired out personal clutter... so that my cycle may start afresh, my spirit shine and grow stronger with the light.
What do you dare to dream?
What do you dare to create?
Tingly with anticipation of new possibilities, excited and welcoming of new adventures yet to be had, creations yet to be sewn, plant bits yet to be boiled.... i honour the darkness, for with it, it brings the light.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
fabric left in overnight on top the fire place, keeping the just below simmering.
The mad monk tells me he boils them and eats them, the 'Fly' in fly agaric comes from the sensation of flying or delirium when ingested... Celtic druids, Indians, cultures from all over the planet have used them in some form in spiritual ceremonies.... witches and warlocks brewed them up to make a flying potion....
they do evoke a sense fairy like wonderment...
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
and gems the forest has hidden away ... if you know where to look...
Friday, June 5, 2009
...i was fascinated by the stories he shared, by the fire, over a cup of sweet tea with manuka honey... about life, and living in The Czech Republic during the Russian occupation, his accent easily transported me into his tales.... we are truly blessed to live in a land where art, literature, music and thought can be enjoyed so freely.
Reading the book, i found this.... and felt it should be shared....
to quote Jung again:
Monday, May 25, 2009
a wriggle and flick of the willow stick .... Majic!
While i was off on my adventure at India's workshop, i stayed with two lovely ladies, also students, at the backpackers in Warrnambool... and at night i would dream of pots bubbling away, full and overflowing with flowers and petals and leaves, and the incredible array of colours... i couldnt wait to get into class the following day and play .... weeks later... and im still having the dreams, i wake up smiling.... with that same anticipation, and need to go and play and explore some more... Thankyou India