Category: Random Moments
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Out on a limb
In autumn leaves rustlingI remember the gloryOf dancing out on a limbThe sway of the branchAs the winds of lifeDetermined where i would fall In autumn leaves shiningI remember the colourOf being held by youAs out on a limb i waitedFor your heartto catch me as i fell In autumn leaves floatingI remember the sightOf…
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In Pursuit Of …. #1 completed – “Inlet”
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: pour colour…
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In Pursuit Of … #1
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…
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Habit & Pattern
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…
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Golden or Blue?
I couldn’t go past this beautiful golden fungi on my walk today without taking a photo and then I inverted it, and look how glorious it is – like a little fairyland fantasy world. Life can be like that – golden and then blue – but it is still wonderful in either colour.
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Laying it Out
I collected these leaves from my garden and then I played with layouts for a new resin art piece I am going to create. I like to use a frame, and then take a photograph, as it helps me “see” them better. I wanted to use the ferns branching out from the corners, but I…
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quietly she falls
quietly she falls her darkness soft and silky crescent moon to comfort till stars shine quietly she falls © ceenoa
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Her Name
she cannot be contained destruction her desire she rages she runs her path unfettered and leaping death dancing her name is spoken by broken hearts in ashes she touches us all there or here with fear for we are fools who forgot her dark lessons now she runs amok incandescant with power burning all bushfire…
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Giving up Chai
i’m trying to give up the Chai – well, really it’s more all the milk – the spice of the cinnamon topping – the feel of sweet liquid brown silk – i’m trying to give up the Chai – i started cold turkey today – I haven’t missed it as yet – but tomorrow’s another…
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Wine, the Beach, the Garden & Goodnight
I have been ramping up the creativity in the last few weeks, as my big annual market is approaching very quickly – only 7 weeks to go! So here are a few of my latest bits a pieces, hope you enjoy looking at them. If you don’t, then quietly click away onto something you do…
Ceenoa 
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