Can you see a face?
Resurgence
Art and Soulstice
Sally Swain © original art
It’s time for my very own Art and Soulstice.
What does that mean?
It means
The Woman in the Moon
Category Archives: Creative Nourishment
New eyes, anyone?
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
Marcel Proust
(I’ve always loved this quote)
I head into town for a publishing seminar called Forest for the Trees. It’s a collaboration between NSW Writers’ Centre and Sydney Writers’ Festival.
Forest for the Trees
Sally Swain
art journal page-in-progress
This is kind of
Oh give me a home
where the Art and Soul roam,
where the handcrafted miniatures play…
part of a woven artwork by Margot Turner
…where silence is heard
in the tweet of a bird…
ceramic by Pru Jobling
drawing by Cate Dudley
…and the city stress scuttles away.
(to the tune of Home on the Range)
bottles from Stresa, Italy; pebble carvings from Oamaru, NZ;
bone carving from NZ
I escape
Restoring Wonder to Our Lives
Wonder.
Where did it go?
Ceramics in Schools
coordinated by
Kristyn Taylor
for exhibition:
Human – The Child Artist Response Project
We most likely had a bucket-load of this magical curiosity-and-amazement stuff when we were children. The world was an intriguing place of potential. A cardboard
Five Windows to Joy
Doing my Beauty Duty
I go away for five days. Not Big Away, but just out of town to a pretty place. I feel fortunate for a glimmer of space away from responsibilities. I soak up the sights and sounds of serenity and serious rain.
If I get on my high horse, I can say, well, it’s my Beauty Duty. After all, I support the creative well-being of others. I need to walk the talk.
Julia Cameron calls it ‘filling the well‘.
So it’s my duty to top up my beauty quotient; to pay attention to sensory delight.
That’s my rationale and I’m sticking to it!
Away at the watery boaty pretty place, I choose to make art.
First up, I slap down pre-painted papers: magazine pages, sheet music, fragments of the paper they wrapped around the seafood. Don’t worry – this wrapping didn’t make direct fish contact. Otherwise – ugh – odiferous collage.
Watery Boaty Papery
I pull some window
What would you like to bring to fruition
in the new year?
And what’s wrong with pears anyway?
I’ve never understood why Pear-shaped means something’s gone wrong.
Pears are beautiful.
They’re smooth, balanced and voluptuous. They are nature’s art – alive and juicy. They even stand up by themselves. Perhaps they need to stand up for themselves, along with their pear supporters.
Pear-shaped World 2
Sally Swain © original art
2017 vision
What do you think is a
Climbing Trees, Knowing Home
How lucky am I?
My original muse was David Swain.
He helped me find my niche.
He helped me find my balance.
He helped me find my footing.
He helped me know home.
My original
Leafettes
micro mini canvasses
Sally Swain © original art
muse, David Swain (1923 – 2010)
would be turning 93 right now. My dear Dad.
He taught me to climb trees.
Folds, Spots and Wrinkles. A tree has no need for anti-ageing cream.
and know home.
I was not a confident little girl.
When I was seven,
Safe Spot
Self-fullness? Huh?
Temenos Vision
a treasure map
conjuring up what I wanted to invite into my Art and Soul Creativity Coaching practice in my then new space; a space which has been
called the Temenos Centre since mid 1980s
Feed your soul. Create the space
to dream with paint. It’s not a race.
Clouds of Hope
Clouds get bad press.
Some Clouds Paint Their Own Sunshine 1
Sally Swain © original art
contributed to Hope Postcard Art Exchange
Why is that? I enjoy sunshine and blue sky like the rest of ‘em, but why the doomy gloomy assumptions?
Cloudy day = misery.
‘Her face clouded over’ = negative thoughts.
‘Lovely day, isn’t it?’ = sunshine and blue sky.
My question to you :
What’s wrong with a cloud or two, or three or ninety?
What’s wrong
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