I am a little orchid, and I feel a little awkward, 'cause I know I should look pretty, but I think that term's a little iffy, 'cause i'm kinda spiderlike!


Australian Native “Common Bird” Orchid – Chiloglottis Valida
I am a little orchid, and I feel a little awkward, 'cause I know I should look pretty, but I think that term's a little iffy, 'cause i'm kinda spiderlike!
Australian Native “Common Bird” Orchid – Chiloglottis Valida
Here is Part 2 of the second “In Pursuit Of”, and as it has been a while since I posted that one (well 3 months actually), if you need a recap this is where we last left off.
This piece has tested my patience, and my need for it to “look good”. I don’t strive for perfection, because I think that is unrealistic, and because I also think it looks unnatural in these botanic pieces. I want folks to know that this was handmade: by a real person, who struggled with it’s birth and upbringing, but kept persisting till they created something that was pleasing to them.
Hope you enjoyed this little excursion into how my process works (or doesn’t). I will post some finished pictures at some stage (if it ever actually gets finished).
This is a little test to see what block is best and i can happily say that this block is the way i want my verse to look! Thanks to Hugh for telling me about it.
I know i’ve been gone, for a very long time,
and most likely I will be again,
it’s just that some things had taken my mind,
to a place where there was no rhyme.
to a person who “verses” that is not very good,
to be stuck in that place was hard on my heart,
and trying to force it, is not what you should,
as forced versifying will break you apart!
so take it however you wish to do,
with a pinch of salt or the warmth of a smile,
when truly I say that I have missed you,
and I’ll try and tarry, here with you, a while.
©ceenoa
P.S – however, the fact that this new editor does my head in when trying to compose text probably is not going to help. Why does it add huge spaces between my lines, or none at all when I write a verse?
aarrrrrgh
So, here is the start of my second creation in this irregular “semi-regular” post series.
(Yes, that sounds confusing to me too – best just accept that I will randomly post stuff when I feel the urge to do so, with no set pattern or regularity, even though I may have alluded to the fact that I would, in fact, do so on a semi-regular basis!)
These posts seem to need the “stream of consiousness” approach to how the pieces start to be created, so get ready for the dot points:
……….. to be continued
I like simplifying things – sometimes – and these photos work for this today.
Deep Winter Spirit – because Winter IS here.
The thorns, wrapped in the web in the deep of night, intrigue me.
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If you are wondering what the original photos look like, here they are …
The Huon River – on a overcast winter day.
My rose arch on a frosty winter morn.
In autumn leaves rustling
I remember the glory
Of dancing out on a limb
The sway of the branch
As the winds of life
Determined where i would fall
In autumn leaves shining
I remember the colour
Of being held by you
As out on a limb i waited
For your heart
to catch me as i fell
In autumn leaves floating
I remember the sight
Of you and our children laughing
As out on a limb we held them
Safe in our hearts and our love
Never fearing that we would fall
In autumn leaves falling
I remember the grieving
And out on the limb on my own
I cling to the branch that gave me
The dance of the seasons, the reasons
For not regretting the fall.
She’s finished!
Well, she still needs an Orange Oil rub down to protect her (she is at the beach after all).
To help her get to this point I just had to follow these steps:
Well, actually, there were a few more steps involved, at various non-pictured times, that went something like this:
I have just (as in right now) decided that I will start a new semi-regular (you now I actually mean “whenever-I-remember”) post about my creative pursuits – hence the title!
So, for the inaugural IPO, here is a Huon Pine & Resin Serving Board I am in the process of making.
So, the process goes something like this:
So, this is where I am now, waiting for it to cure for 24 hours before I can pour another layer. I think Layer 3 will be a deeper layer with only a little colour in it, in an attempt to get a semi-transparent look that will let me see some of the darker colours in the depth, and have lighter colours towards the top. Like looking at the ocean with poloroid sunglasses (I hope).
Who knows how it will end up, sometimes it’s just going with it and hoping that you don’t hate it when it’s finished.
Take care folks, have a happy and safe Easter.
…………………………………………………………………..and remember – Clean Hands mean you Care
I am a person of pattern
of habit and rhythm in life
and when this gets interrupted
it can cause all manner of strife
I’m working from home at the moment
I’m not sad to give up the commute
it’s just that my new “office” layout
is not really made to suit
I am a person of process
do this, then this, and then that
when something is not in it’s order
in has a flow on effect
I’m starting to find a new pattern
it is wobbly, when I long for smooth
but a good life is never a constant
and repetition will eventually soothe
I am a person of habit
but that rhythm can lead you astray
so I’m working on new ways of being
as I wait through these “stay at home” days
© ceenoa