sunday musings
a little wirebrush tree from my collection that sits on my windowsill overlooking the lane which meanders to the beach
This week has been so full…brimming with a strange mix of seasonal emotions which I have transcribed into seven word poems, black and white photography (exploring the shadows of love and life) and my beautiful home. Yesterday there was an outing to the flea market where I found a beautiful little pocket book of Longfellow’s poems and another of British butterflies, oh! and a puppet named Monk! I especially have been enjoying the little butterfly book with such poetic descriptions of butterflies…
‘the egg is described as pale blue~green in colour, small and round in shape, and covered with a beautifully reticulated network pattern like white frosted glass.
unphotographable ~ the other evening deep in the night, I awoke to to this effervescent light beaming down onto my face through the window and as I sleepily opened my eyes I stared straight up into the wide open face of the pearly full moon ~ pure magic:)..and then I found this….
My home is settling so beautifully from my move, and truly has become a space filled with the language of music, art photography, poetry…and those glorious beamed ceilings which provide soaring space for creative thought, color and a chaotic joy. Every little thing that graces my home (found objects, gifts from the sea, books, art, flotsam and jetsam) have a personal narrative story behind them which I find utterly pleasing. In the end however ‘the few profound things in life that really matter, remain silent’ as Lukas Feireiss said so wonderfully.
It is Sunday! James Brown, Otis Redding and Tracy Chapman have been spinning away this morning and my day began with a little Jacques Tati:) Today I think I shall borrow some wisdom from Longfellow and spend the day not to be doing, but to be:)…and I am rather fond of my new studio
category: i love sunday's, random musings | | 8 comments »
December 6th, 2009 at 2:23 pm
Lovely image and beautiful words. Can’t wait to see this haven you have created for yourself! xoxox
December 6th, 2009 at 2:57 pm
What a lovely day, poking & finding goodies that call to your heart. The book of butterflies, Yummm. Lovely drawings & discriptionary prose. Today’s writers would not get so romantic in their descriptions. Thanks for sharing.
The link to the paper sculpture site was super. Again you have lead my heart back to a childhood passion. Now to only find the time to start playing again.
You must be peeking in my brain to see what I am looking for & guiding my muse to follow your bread crumb trail. Please use oatmeal raisen cookies next time.
Have a sweet oatmeal raisen week. ~C8>
December 6th, 2009 at 5:26 pm
oh my, now I am dying to see pictures of your new house. any plans to share those? if not, please do
shona
December 7th, 2009 at 7:09 am
Ahh, you have a lane which meanders to the beach, a full moon which smiles over you as you sleep, and a house full of treasured objects. Indeed, it is a wonderful life, a fabulous life – a perfect home for those little butterflies. Muchas gracias for Monday morning joy.
December 7th, 2009 at 7:31 am
fantastic finds….
and that flickr photo
of the stars and the moon…
sigh.
that made me hungry to create.
and i have missed that feeling lately.
thank you.
December 7th, 2009 at 8:50 pm
ahh… home. it sounds lovely as it floats through my mind.
your words are dripping with comfort.
i send you love and blessings*
peace*
December 9th, 2009 at 8:59 am
Hi lovely! the bokeh in this photo is splendid & delicious!!! one day id love to be able to do that in photos.
kindest Christmas thoughts
December 24th, 2009 at 12:32 pm
Ah. . . I wish today I could simply be and not do. Of course, on Christmas Eve, Mommas are the busiest elves.