‘I AM’ from the series of ‘The Sadness of Souls (and often their rebirth)’

They say I am ugly

I am a building
I am abandoned
I am called ugly
I am

Paint from a can
Some call it Graffiti,
I call it my rebirth
Some call it ugly
I call it my rebirth
Some call it beautiful
So do I
Some say I am beautiful
I am

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STUFF

This blog is just about stuff I do , stuff I see here and there … just stuff.

Knitted some cute dolls .. This is Obi, he likes Autumn trees ¬†and … licorice

Then I decided I like ‘steampunk’ so did some:

 

Steampunk Goth … or … Gothic Steampunk whichever you prefer. They all have to have wings and a tail … why? because I said so. ūüôā

I have so much art and craft ‘stuff’ in my house. Thought I would seek out another residence …

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Perfect except the rent was far too high … never mind. Decided to go shopping instead; that retail therapy thingy we do.

It is amazing who comes along when you are feeling a little down (I so wanted that house). All it takes is a look and ones spirit lifts … thank you friend …

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What other stuff is there? … mmmmm … oh yes …

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Build a Bear shop. Wandered in there still feeling cheered, felt better still when I saw this cutie but then … oh dear …

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Poor empty Ted. Saggy … baggy … Ted. No stuffing … no stuff! I felt like taking him over and asking them to give him some life until I saw how they get ‘born’ oh oh, whooooosh up you know where … no thanks … gave him a pat and told him to stay where he was, even hide if he can.

o.k. rambled on about stuff so from a new found friend 20160115_134727 (Copy)and myself I say, happiness and fun to you all. I have no idea what he is supposed to be … but … who cares, fun is fun …Adios …

 

 

Teddy and me

sunset and yacht

I dreamed a dream … my toy boat sailed upon the sea … at sunset. My teddy was at the helm … I waited on shore … stitching clouds into pillows … for teddy and me to sleep on.

¬†Calm waters and sun’s glow mixed into a cocktail of memories for us to drink … forever.

Summer stroll

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A stroll on the beach … at night … in summer. A glow on the sand caught my attention. As it grew brighter it caught my … full attention. Grains of sand moved … shifted slowly this way then … the other. Was I afraid? … oh yeh!

They rose slowly … silently. I wanted to run … but couldn’t, I was … mesmerized. They rose high without apparent threat … I calmed down, fear settling into curiosity.

I waited … waited to see what their next move would be … there wasn’t any. They just stood and … glowed … how nice.

Pitch Black

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The night was pitch black. Eleven pm … pitch black. The moon was missing … it was supposed to be a … ¬†full moon … it didn’t rise.

Pitch black … and … silent.

Rumble, screech … a sliding sound … sliiiiiiidddde. Red light on horizon … rising … rising.

They are here…

Procrastination

PROCRASTINATION: NOUN

The action of delaying or postponing something. Dithering, delaying tactics, dilatoriness (slowness as a consequence of not getting around to it). Stalling, temporizing (avoid making a decision or committing oneself in order to gain time). hesitation, vacillation (the inability to decide between different opinions or actions; indecision). Humming and hawing, dallying and shilly-shallying. I am surprised to see how many words define me at the moment.

If this blog doesn’t make sense I apologize right now but if I do not make a move to post something I feel I will be lost forever.

I haven’t been feeling great the last few weeks and the mood has taken on this. ‘Oh, I am excited. I am going to…to…to… yes, knit something new. Out I go, buy the wool etc. and start.

A new mixed magazine arrives¬†from my subscription. ‘Oh, I am excited. I am going to do one thing from each page … yaaaaa!

Drop the knitting – start the mixed media

OH OH! Must remember to keep up with the face a day, maybe I will leave the mixed media till I finish the face a day – only 232 days to go but I better get onto the knitting because winter will be over by then.

I AM FEELING TIRED WITH ALL THIS THINKING, NEED A REST FROM EVERYTHING!

Whilst I am resting I will worry about the world’s past, present and future problems and wonder what I can do to fix it all.

Ok, this is no good at all must get on to posting on my blog but in this mood I don’t feel like I have anything intelligent to say, nothing profound, nothing exciting to tell my friends. Their blogs are full of inspiration and creativity and cleverness and funny and and and … Resting is no good, better get up and do something … I know, there is this site on the web about ‘abandoning your art for happiness to others’. I would love to do that. I will join and put all my little pieces out there. OH DEAR! What could I do, what could I draw, write or make? OH DAMN! THINK I WILL GET ON WITH THE KNITTING AND FORGET EVERYTHING FOR AWHILE, I HAVE A HEADACHE!

Round and round like a merry-go-round

merry go round

 

3 hours after writing the above … finally. I sorted the 365 Face a day challenge and made a separate page (I think it worked). At least that is a start.

Thank you to everyone who has left likes and I hope I have kept up with answering the comments. Am I back in the grooooove? We shall see.

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The wise old tree said …

Madelaine Victorian Day June 2014

A picture of beauty – my beautiful Madelaine on Victorian Day

Poppies for Nana

Wearing poppies for Nana (Bianca (left and Madelaine right)

Peek a boo

Peek a boo (my little Owen)

The three fencers Nic, Mad, and Bianca

My three amazing muskateeers (scary eyes)

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Aaaah … places for peace and tranquility

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MOTHERS AND BABIES AND FACES

New computer, loss of photos … AGAIN … settling back in and catching up with friends left me no time for my blog. Tonight I have decided to get something up and running.

Lost my photos¬†again but I have a feeling it was the old computer. I put the camera card into the old computer and began loading the photos into whatever program I chose. It was¬†not long before an error came¬†up and nothing loaded. I put the camera card back into the camera and it says it needs formatting.¬†I tried my recovery program on the ¬†this new computer and I have retrieved some, enough I guess, to feel it is better than nothing although I have lost all the videos. Unless of course it is the camera? Anyways, not to worry …

I stayed in¬†Leidschendam where my Daughter is; ¬†which ¬†is a town and former municipality in the province of South Holland of the Netherlands. Along with Voorburg and Stompwijk, it is part of the municipality Leidschendam-Voorburg. Very near Den Haag (The Haig) Late spring brings nature to life so let me start with ‘Mother’s and their babies’. I couldn’t believe how many photos I took of ducks!

Mum watching from a distance

Mum watching from a distance

She feeds them close to the edge so she can hide them quickly.

She feeds them close to the edge so she can hide them quickly.

She felt safe on the other side of the canal

She felt safe on the other side of the canal

I think this is an Egyptian Goose. She is beautiful and her babies are striking

I think this is an Egyptian Goose. She is beautiful and her babies are striking

Residents of the mote surrounding our house

Residents of the mote surrounding our house

I love my tickles

I love my tickles

 

FACES: I managed to continue on with my faces. This journey of faces is turning into something amazing. For a start each one has its own story (for writing as some stage). ¬†Being away and being with my lovely grand girls who were very interested in the process and are budding artists themselves of course wanted to help Nana with the drawing. At first I thought ‘no’ then I realised that this is a special time and it is liking itself to a ‘diary’ so we all enjoyed input, either with some drawing or naming. Each face whether it is good or a complete disaster has a memory and a story of where I was, how I was feeling etc. ¬†Here are a few and trust me many of these are complete disasters but they can be ‘notes to self’ of what I can do better and also a jumping off point if I wish to take a particular face and story further.

 

91:Wilma Wall Art Blue Paper Mate Biro

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Blue Paper Mate Biro

92: Serena Mermaid Blue Paper Mate Biro and 93: Sam (not his real name) sat next to me on the plane. Went to sleep short hair, clean shaven and woke up like this. Well that is what it seemed like :)

92: Serena Mermaid
Blue Paper Mate Biro
and 93: Sam (not his real name) sat next to me on the plane. Went to sleep short hair, clean shaven and woke up like this. Well that is what it seemed like ūüôā

94: Polly and Molly (Black and Blue Paper Mate Biro  ... and ... 95: Tinga, carved from a single block of wood.

94: Polly and Molly (Black and Blue Paper Mate Biro … and … 95: Tinga, carved from a single block of wood.

96: Blob Arly Whirley (named by the granchildren) Black Biro and coloured pencil ... and ... 97: Violet Ginger Holly (also named by the grandchildren)  Staedtler Mars micro .5

96: Blob Arly Whirley (named by the grandchildren) Black Biro and coloured pencil … and … 97: Violet Ginger Holly (also named by the grandchildren) Staedtler Mars micro .5

98: Ming Oxie (named by he grandchildren) Staedtler Mars micro .5 ... and ... 99: Fashion Fiona (named by the grandchildren) Staedtler mars micro .05

98: Ming Oxie (named by he grandchildren) Staedtler Mars micro .5 … and …
99: Fashion Fiona (named by the grandchildren) Staedtler mars micro .05

 

Nothing is lost when we create only wonders are found. Let you creativity free and the joy of your inner self will glow.

BRUNO’S GARDEN, Marysville, Victoria, Australia

Bruno’s garden is another piece of heaven on this earth. I was going to tell the story of Bruno, his amazing work, the devastation of the horrific fire that ripped through his heaven on 7th February, 2009 and the strength of mind, body and soul that Bruno possesses to rebuild all over again.

I visited his gardens a couple of weeks ago. I cannot begin to describe the joy and tears of seeing it redone. I took over one hundred pictures but then decided to just give you the website of Bruno and his garden so you can understand the beauty and the devastation and the beauty that has risen from the ashes.

http://www.brunosart.com/

Here are a few of my pictures to whet your appetite….

Bruno's Garden, Marysville

Bruno’s Garden, Marysville

 Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

Bruno's Garden

Bruno’s Garden

Bruno's garden, all new growth

Bruno’s garden, all new growth

Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

Bruno's garden

Bruno’s garden

http://www.brunosart.com/

Visiting his site is the story of Bruno and his garden. Not only is he a brilliant artist he is one of the lovelies people I have ever met.

More photos of my friends garden

 

Along the purple path

Along the purple path

 

Magic Mound

Magic Mound

 

Nature's painting

Nature’s painting

very long gum leaves

very long gum leaves

Old man gnome

Old man gnome

Old man gnome has lost the sun

Old man gnome has lost the sun

Fairy has found the sun

Fairy has found the sun

Wombat gone shopping

Wombat gone shopping

Wombat apartments for rent

Wombat apartments for rent

Kangaroo meeting

 

Kangaroo watching

I am friendly kitty kat...are you?

I am friendly kitty kat…are you?

I said I am friendly...

I said I am friendly… This was a funny shot. Kitty kat was sunning herself under the bush looking beautiful as she rightfully is. I wanted to get a close up of her beautiful face peeking out at me but her curiosity brought her ¬†out to check out the camera just as I took the shot, hence one scary little ¬†kitty kat.¬†

Two days of pickling from their veggie garden

Two days of pickling from their veggie garden

Still coming and still more on the vines and we haven't even started on the zucchini, egg plants, corn, raspberries and many other vegetables and fruits

Many different varieties of tomatoes and still more on the vines and we haven’t even started on the zucchini, egg plants, corn, raspberries and many other vegetables and fruits

Getting ready for winter

Getting ready for winter

That is the end of this series of my friends beautiful garden. They have planted thousands of trees to bring the cattle land back to nature and nature’s wildlife has come in their droves. Many species of birds enjoy the bird baths scattered around the gardens. Kangaroos resting peacefully or keeping watch, wombats allowed to make their homes and rent them out if they want. Ehidnas, ducks, frogs and of course deadly snakes. The snakes are a part of natures plan but as long as they stay outside they are safe although one thought he was guarding the back door not so long ago and wasn’t letting anyone in or out. Little kitty kat was brave and would have tackled him but she would have been no match so snake so she was¬†contained and snake had to learn to stay away from doors. Huntsman spiders¬†and others are¬†warned¬†to stay outdoors but they don’t always listen. They¬†are removed peacefully. I just run. Snakes I can deal with, huntsmen spiders…no way.

I hope you have enjoyed this beautiful haven my friends have created.

Does the bowl in the garden mock nature when night after night green frogs gather to prove it a pool? Who says you cannot make a pond out of a bowl?

Han Yu

 

Photos of my friends garden

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Autumn foggy morn

Tranquil garden scene

Time to meditate

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Painting a picture

In the early foggy morn

Autumn calms the mind

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New autumn garden

Genesa heliosphere 

Gives out energy

As the fog lifts, flowers rejoice

 

As autumn begins

Natures beauty astounds us –

Replenish your soul

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Mosaic garden

 giving out her beauty as

autumn fog rises

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She lies among green

Not alone, not despondent

Dreaming of beauty

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Summer daisies bloom

In celebration of 

Cairn poetry