Sunday, August 24, 2014

Creative Nests...

My current drawing and writing space, close to the hearth, with a good view of approaching weather...

Thought I'd share some of my creative "nests" with you...


... teachers would tell me at school:"a tidy desk is a tidy mind"...
 I'd now say to them, with the authority of my own experience, if my desk were to reflect my mind by being tidy, I would not be using my mind to its fullest capacity....


One of my favourite things...




This is the exploding magical basket, that contains shiny things I adore, like little scraps of exotic sari silk from India, Venetian glass beads from discarded old necklaces, and pearly buttons from Victorian London, to name a few... I am proud to say this basket feels like a better reflection of my mind, than a tidy desk... it is full of possibility: of tales and dreams, ideas and adventure...

At night, I sit here and stitch, and write and draw.... and dream and invent... the tidy desk forgotten...





Thursday, August 14, 2014

Last mandala a day - "The Flowering"

Final design in this series of creative exercises... It feels like the flowering...

The design itself reminds me of a flower, or butterfly: adulthood... completion.

A vesica pisces has become a door, heavily strapped with a golden cross, and a red "eye": a shield as well as a way in...

I am now in the habit of drawing when I wake up, which was my original intention for making a mandala a day, & I've regained my artistic focus...

Quite a few creative friends have joined me in this short journey, by creating mandalas of their own, and I thank them all for their companionship, as well as encouragement.

Where to from here? I shall continue to create & refine mandala designs, in the hope that I may create a body of work with them.

 I hope this work with the magic circle is as ripples in a pool...

.... activating latent creativity everywhere...



Wednesday, August 13, 2014

mandala a day - Fish Need to Swim

Still going with this process, words are now needed to explain the imagery..

This isn't only about keeping the waterways clean, but also about tolerance... encouraging all life to its potential... taking responsibility for my own part in the puzzle of inter species community...

Reminds me that every living thing has its own destiny, and its own needs for survival...


Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Day lost count, mandala a day- "Moonbathing"

Here, I'm loving the "Super moon", basking in its soft illumination, comfortable in my dream boat, and moon-bathing...

Enjoying the undercurrent... enjoying the dreaming...

The Moon itself looks a little "unfinished"... perhaps I'll work up this image another time...

In rather a hurry this morning with a busy day ahead... hope this image carries me through calmly

Monday, August 11, 2014

Day 22 or 20 - mandala a day - "Shine"

NOTE TO SELF...!

This was drawn freehand, & I was dismayed, 1/2 way through the sketching out, but the spaces I had created were there for a reason... the hardest part was working out what was meant to go there...

So pleased I found out!

I think the symbolism is self explanatory, but if you need to know, there is a comments box where you're welcome to ask...


Sunday, August 10, 2014

Day 21 - mandala a day - "Dreaming the World" - Frithgarth/Eden

Here sleeps an angelic child... Mabon... child world soul.. a childlike facet of a human collective consciousness...

She's also me, dreaming of a better world... an ideal situation... where all is innocence and unblemished...

In process of drawing, the sheet began as a bridge, and wallpaper as pendulous wisteria blossom... Monet's garden in France... where I've never been... but have imagined as a perfect garden for most of my life...
the iris remained... as did floating marigolds...

And the hearts? Once the circle is drawn around the child in 3 dimensional form, they meet, and become whole...

If life is a garden, I hope I can dream up a kinder, sweeter, softer place...

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Day 20 mandala a day - "Singing My Own Song"

I am learning that to sing my own song, is a metaphor for remaining visible as the individual I have grown into, no matter what, because it is good for my metaphorical heart, and makes the world a kinder place...

New Year's Eve, I gathered with friends, to make intuitive collage from old magazines, as an ART/ Art Therapy/divinitary practice...

Mine ended up being named:"Singing My Own Song"...
It seemed a pretty, although mysterious collection of images...

Now, into the 8th month of the year, I begin to see what this means to me:
to keep singing my own song, not shutting up or shutting down about what is important to me...
When people try to try to silence me for their own self-gratification, I will not take it personally...
my vulnerability is my own to protect, and not theirs, to take as my sacrifice...