Tag Archives: creative endeavours

The eye has it.

closed eye

Portraiture. Something I profess to love. Yet most of my work (that I share) is of landscapes and objects. Yet, people remain my favourite thing to photograph and I got all inspired today looking at fashion magazines and I started thinking about glamour and beauty in photography. As I sadly did not have a glamour model on hand to photograph, I selected a one page advertisement of an unnamed model in a glossy magazine and photographed it. Then I cropped it significantly, turned it to simple black and white image, then I thought I would focus on one just perfect detail. And what better object than the the “window to the soul” – the eye? I cropped it further down to focus on one eye and then started playing with it and the blue eye shadow.

I am not fan of blue eye shadow for myself, but in this case the iridescent blue is captivating against the pale white skin.

It’s different. I like it.  Something different. Inspiration found in an advertisement.

 

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Believe…

believe

Believe:

In yourself.

In the goodness and kindness of others – strangers, acquaintances, family and friends.

That things will turn out fine. Maybe not how you expect, however.

That you will achieve your dream.

 

 

 


Where light and movement meet…

lights

I love this photograph because it has a lot of things that appeal to me, movement,  colour, high contrast, a sense of drama and because it is like an abstract painting. I keep looking at it and seeing different things. It  reminds me of what light and movement create…interesting, dramatic images.


Mind the gap..

Mind the gap

A creative writing piece.  The theme: Mind the gap…

Mind the gap. Follow the rules. Read the map. Follow the masses. Follow the crowds. Mind the gap and sit next to a stranger instead. Smile at them. Mind the gap between the station where you are meant to get off the train and the one where you do actually get off, just so you can keep talking to that person you have just met but feel you have known a lifetime.

Mind the gap between your toes, between your teeth, the gap between us (counted in years, tears, miles or smiles) the gap between your fat jeans and your skinny ones. The gap between hair-colouring weeks when the silver reminds you that you really truly are over 40. Over the hill, never mind the gap.

The gawky gap between childhood and adulthood…fifteen is an age of just in between, no immature habits should even be seen, stop playing with that toy, you’re being a child, act like an adult, now go to your room and No, you can’t call that boy.

The gap between like and lust…between only just losing and being crushed. The gap between a little white lie and the god awful truth. The gap between friends that once were and your real friends.  The gap between mothers and daughters, fathers and sons, mothers and sons, fathers and daughters…the gap between feeling fear and doing it anyway, between trusting your instincts and ignoring others, the gap between knowing what you need to do and actually doing it.

Mind the gap between you and those you hold close. Mind that gap the most, pay attention to cracks, even minor ones, close the gap when it gets too big, build a bridge if you have too, and stuff the gap full of love whenever you can.

Mind the gap. The end.

 

 

 

 


Creating on a lazy sunday…

remarkable world

It was the first time in seemingly ages – that I had some time to get out my journal/mixed media supplies/paper collections, and just open my journal and play around. I let my mind wander, and I was trying to not over-think anything and just see what developed. This photo is part of an entire page, but I especially like this little composition.

 

 


Thoughts on thoughts…

journal 2014

I have been thinking a lot recently – thinking about thoughts…About how our thoughts affect our feelings and then in turn how our emotions then affect our actions. I have also been thinking  about how they are all linked and entwined. Each one seemingly reinforcing the others in how we think, feel and ultimately act.

Like many of us, especially those with a disposition toward creating, it seems, I can easily slip into quite negative thoughts about my creative endeavours which in turn affects my feelings about my art and ultimately my own self. This in turn then affects my actions…my thoughts and emotions sabotage my efforts to succeed…my actions can actually reinforce the negative thoughts and feelings..it can be a vicious negative cycle and hard to break out of.

These pages from my journal are a snap shot of some of my recent thoughts about this process from our thoughts to feelings through to our actions. I realised that I was in fact my own worst enemy. I realised my destructive thoughts were directly affecting my actions toward achieving my creative goals.  The challenge now is to make change. Here is a snapshot of some of my thoughts expressed creatively on some of this…


what you find when you are not looking for anything…

birdcages

I came across this delightfully whimsical scene while visiting down-town Sydney recently. It completely enchanted me.

That’s what I love about walking around in new places…the anticipation, the joy of discovering something unexpected. That feeling of surprise and delight when you find something a wee bit special…such as this. It might be a marketing gimmick, a publicity stunt, a modern art display or street art. To Sydney’s urban dwellers it may not even register a second glance any more.

But I noticed. And I found a tiny, quite special, magical space. Just lovely.


A symbol of home…

feb 2014 mountain

I don’t typically take a lot of photographs of the mountain. But you can’t deny it’s majestic presence and its imprint on the psyche of anyone who lives here.  Ask any child from around here to draw  where they live and the familiar conical shape with its ‘too perfect’ snow cap (for most of the year) is almost without exception, the first thing they draw. It really is the sign of “home” that we all recognise.

I was doing observational painting today with a group of children. It was so inspiring and enjoyable to see their passion and enthusiasm for art, nature and painting. Surrounded by spectacular trees, a stunningly wide river, lots of rocks and grassy meadows, a garden full of vibrant flowers…what did they mostly paint when asked to  paint a symbol representing where they were ? What inspired them most? Not the river, or the flowers or the trees… No, they tended to look beyond the obvious. Many cast their eyes into the distance and found the sign of home, their mountain.

 


Happenstance…

happenstance

 

Happenstance, meaning Chance: A chance circumstance or chance encounter.

Meeting someone and in an instance feeling like you have spent your whole life waiting for them, or having an unexpected experience that changes the planned trajectory of your life – that’s Happenstance and it  requires being brave and open to new experiences. .

But happenstance (chance) gets a bad rap these days… “Don’t talk to strangers. Don’t take unnecessary risks. Plan everything. Be organised. Be consistent. Take the low risk option. Play it safe. Take the safe route. Be reliable, etc…” 

But there comes a time for most of us when you just have to follow your heart. Sometimes you have to follow your gut instinct. Or trust a complete stranger. Or take a different path from everyone else. Or offer a stranger assistance. Or do something that really isn’t rational or sensible but somehow makes sense to you in that moment.

Sometimes life really does change direction on the strength of a comment, a glance, a missed train, while waiting at a bus stop, with a strangers smile or a kind offer. Happenstance. My latest word for my collection of words, quotes & musings. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Encountering the lights…

lights in park 1

The Festival of Lights has been occurring in our local park for 60 years today. Last night I took this photograph. It’s not a “typical” festival of lights image, but more like a wild abstract painting. As I have said before, one day I would love to see some of my wild and hugely abstract “light” images on display large scale in a gallery or strung down the side of a massive building, displayed on an enormous scale.

With this image particularly, I love the colour and shapes, but mostly I love the movement of the light that is captured…the way the light makes a cross symbol (or resembles an evening gown?) and the image looks to be fluid and moving, like a dancer.


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