Grrr, laptop problems….

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Hi – wanted to write something on here tonight (as it’s been a while…), to add a few pics I’ve taken and drawn. BUT – I made the choice to say ‘yes’ install Windows 10.

Mistake.  So far.  I can’t find anything I’ve previously used and it’s all, very, different… Damn.

So, cancel my mindful, creative input this evening and replace with annoying technology problems.  No fun.  Not fair.

For the Love of: teal, aqua, turquoise, jade

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Again, I return to my love of these colour’s.  Something just fits/works/pleases my eye when I find this colour.  Then again, it’s not just one colour, there are so many variations out there.

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This colour also seems to ‘pop’ when placed on a background of dark wood or driftwood, it just encourages the colour to be its best.

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As I’ve a rekindled love of walking (with pup), I see so many things, I’ve opened up to so many views and senses.  My senses feel nurtured by the beautiful simplicity of open space.

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I hope I always return to this colour, despite how it may dip in and out of design/fashion – I always feels close to me when this colour sneaks into my day.

PATTERN PLAY – FOLIAGE

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what a beautiful pattern and story :o)

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Pattern Play Foliage - by Mahani Del Borrello for Picturette

Did you know that the temporary images Google sometimes places on it’s home page are called Google Doodles? I didn’t until now. And the only reason I found out is because one of these google doodles caught my eye and inspired this pattern. Anna Atkins was a British botanist and photographer. Using the sun, Atkins created beautiful cyanotypes of algae and ferns, they are thought to be the first photographic images printed in a book! Google celebreated her 216th birthday with this image.

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Creating a Moment or Planting a Seed?

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Is the importance that I’ve created a moment and walked away from it or that I have planted a seed, a resource, to come back to?

Does it need to be ‘important’?  Not really, I think the fact that the moment existed is the point.

So, one recent visit to the beach – give me a sunny day and I can’t keep away – I decided to stop and sit for a while.  Not because I was tired, but it’s something I now do.  The colours on the beach, or the pebbles, the sand, the sheer variation is an easy inspiration.  This is maybe why I stop, to take it all in, to focus.  There is a kind of ‘pebble blindness’ that occurs when walking and looking down for that special stone.  It’s better to sit, move the pebbles with my fingers, listen to the sound they make, the background wash of the sea to shore.

Love-heart stones are are abundant, I kind of need to pick each up each one.  Each one I see, makes me think of someone, that someone is sending me love and that I shouldn’t ignore it or walk by.  Have I an attachment to the stone or to what I feel it represents at that moment (or whom) or is it a connection to the landscape?  I’d like to think it’s both, both are eloquently speaking to me, reaching out, saying ‘I’m here, I’m thinking of you too’.

So, returning to my original question, is my arranging pebbles, collecting love-heart stones and savouring the image with a photo, the point?  To create, at that moment, to stop, to pause, to focus and engage with the landscape and then to walk away from it.  I feel by creating the moment, by letting something ‘good’ in, some ‘peace’, I am planting a seed.  Creating a resource that I can return to.  On good days, bad days, inbetween days when I just arrive at the beach and feel it.

Today once more

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Listening to Brian Jonestown Massacre: ‘Vad hande Med Dem?’… Via youtube search.  My foot is a-tapping, my ears, my ears – what is this sound going in my ears??!  I like it.

It’s started raining again outside, blue skies and white clouds, but a cold April rain.  Really ‘vertical’ rain.  Dog is snug in blanky and my coffee has ran out.  These kinda days take me back, ‘black coffee blues’ kinda days.  Rainy days are always there with the option of inspiration, waiting to get you to do something, if you notice it.  Always ready.

Blog: still figuring this out, so bare with me.  I hope to use this as a place to be aware, to look, think, create, pause and see where it goes.