Another element required, was a representation of the five trees that a father had planted for his children, and I needed to make each canvas similar but different for each child. This was a touching tribute to their father, and a way for the siblings to share something that honoured his memory.
Although in reality all the trees had red leaves, I highlighted a different one on each canvas. The layout for the calligraphy was broadly the same, but there is some variation in the line-breaks, and how the trees worked out slightly also affected the placement of text a little. Rather than gold lettering I settled on copper, originally intending to use it for the full poem. However as I highlighted the red tree with a bronze-y red, I realised that it would also pull things together better to use that for the 2nd part of the poem too, especially as the two parts have a different feel to the words.
The poem is "At a Window" by Carl Sandburg~
Give me hunger,
O you gods that sit and give
The world it's orders.
Give me hunger, pain and want,
Shut me out with shame and failure
From your doors of gold and fame,
Give me your shabbiest, weariest hunger!
But leave me a little love,
A voice to speak to me in the day end,
A hand to touch me in the dark room
Breaking the long loneliness.
In the dusk of day-shapes
Blurring the sunset,
One little wandering star
Thrust out from the changing shores of shadow.
Let me go to the window,
Watch there the day-shapes of dusk
And wait the coming
Of a little love.
Thursday, 10 April 2014
it was when she first dared
to see her truth
that the winds howled.
after a time,
it strengthened her
and she spoke her truth
and the earth shook.
and when finally
she believed her truth
the stars rejoiced,
the universe opened,
and even her bones
sang her song:
~ Terri St. Cloud
Considering how much I love colour on black, I do precious little of it. I have a whole workshop worked out for playing with colour & lettering on black paper, but still i rarely play myself.
A few from my sketch book… all brush letters… just playin' with colours….
Seeing Terri's site has also given another reminder that i need to get on & do more work with my own words… the image i 'borrowed' reminded of me of this i wrote at new year.
She heard the faintest whispers between the old moon and the new
she felt the breath of winter graze her naked skin
and sometime in the night the old year became the new...
I promised myself then, to put together a series of works involving my moon photographs & words… to pull them together into something totally different to work I have done to date. I keep visiting the idea in my mind & turning it over. I haven't put pen to paper but the idea has evolved considerably as i think of different aspects. Perhaps it's time. There comes a point when thinking has to give way to doing….
And as I was turning this over earlier, Fiona shared this:
"A lot of good things don't get made because of too much thinking"
I had to smile… quite often, just resolving an idea in my mind is enough… but, all these little signs are pointing in the same direction! It is time… and maybe "the stars will rejoice" as Terri wrote!
Monday, 7 April 2014
Sometimes when you know a friend is struggling, there's not a lot you can say,
but a hug always helps…. and if you can't be there in person, a card is the next best thing...
sending a hug to help you through. you know i'm never far away
& always with you in my thoughts.
Something handwritten to lift their spirits… to let them know that you are on their side,
however far away you might be…
You're in my thoughts… anything that hurts your heart hurts mine too. I'm here when you want me, whether to laugh or cry, especially to remember times gone by.
The tiny cornflowers in this handmade cotton rag paper are so delicate… and there aren't that many either, so the effect is quite subtle, not too 'flowery' at all.
sending love & healing thoughts to help you through while things are tough.
Holding your hand every step of the way.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul,
and sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all.
Thinking of You…
there are no right or proper things to do, but I hope you feel the love & strength
I'm sending from me to you.
Thank you for being that friend who knew the song in my heart
& sang it back to me when I had forgotten the words.
Concertina Cards are available at
and can say whatever you like!
Sunday, 6 April 2014
… which means that we're no longer living in the caravan!! That caravan & "the garden shed" next to it have served us well for the last 8 years. I've loved travelling, but the time has come to settle. The most gorgeous home presented itself to us, which we viewed one week
& moved in the next!
On my wish list were trees & a stable door, Steve's included a shed… we couldn't have found somewhere more perfect at the moment, I don't think!
Now all I have to do is organise myself a studio in the spare room. I'm really looking forward to being able to leave work out & not have to pack everything away each time I use it!