Today we began placing the works. Fortunately I had more than we needed so we looked at themes, sizes, colours, to try to create a pleasing rhythm of works. It is very interesting for me to see which pieces work well and which are less successful.
Today we began placing the works. Fortunately I had more than we needed so we looked at themes, sizes, colours, to try to create a pleasing rhythm of works. It is very interesting for me to see which pieces work well and which are less successful.
Last night I went to bed wanting something easy to read. But instead I picked up John Berger’s Why look at animals? He writes about being in love, and how when one is in love, ‘one wants to make love with fish, with fruit, with hills, with forests, in the sea’. (p 94). I guess it is about a certain expansiveness one is lent when one’s heart is open.
This morning I went into the wet garden as first light was creeping across the sky. A small bird was perched brightly in the tree above me, singing the most beautiful and exquisite song. One star still in the sky, the firmament pale washed blue. Feeling in love with the world, with the garden, with the bird high up in that tree which is in silhouette, which does not see me or need me but which pours out his song.
So you pour out your beauty like a song. I hear it. Tears come to my eyes. I am rooted to the spot. There is nothing for me to do except register it, feel it in my soul, and suffer to some extent because of it.
Last night I went to bed wanting something easy to read. But instead I picked up John Berger’s Why look at animals? He writes about being in love, and how when one is in love, ‘one wants to make love with fish, with fruit, with hills, with forests, in the sea’. (p 94). I guess… Read more »
Working today on the original or organismic self. The part we are born with, our true self. Where the true and best part of us lives, is found.
The large canvas is now exploring a figure about to be born from the flank of a doe. The figure appears to be wrapped in a cocoon or chrysalis. It recalls a dream I had where I saw a figure in space floating, attached by cords to a chrysalid form. I feel it is probably about me exploring my organismic self, which has it’s home energetically in the body of a deer.
Working today on the original or organismic self. The part we are born with, our true self. Where the true and best part of us lives, is found. The large canvas is now exploring a figure about to be born from the flank of a doe. The figure appears to be wrapped in a cocoon… Read more »
