#0985 Black Distensions
Reckless Attraction
#0984 Reckless Attraction
Playful Intent
#0983 Playful Intent
Churning Movement at the Core
#0982 Churning Movement at the Core
Larger Image.
Contemplating One
#0981 Contemplating One
One thing leads to another. One of the hopes I have as the project comes to a close is that I will have a sense of unity. Yet I shun that too, I want to honour all the inner pulls and to go in all directions. But that war is tiring and brutal at times. One strong direction for me that has emerged and that is promising as a unifier is earth. I do hills and plants and crosses that symbolise the sacred of the here-and-now of earth. That focus has emerged, and I am pleased to notice it, make a new category. During the life of the project I have applied a maxim: Enhance what emerges. So to build on the earth theme I looked at blogs and articles on sacred earth and sketched moments that appealed and found titles inspired by the musings.
Subway Crows
#0980
Subway Crows
Completing one I began in New York. These are bronzsz just casually placed in the subway. I don’t know the artist, if someone does please let me know. Tiny sculptures are easy to stumble upon in the New York subways, wonderful!
Monday, 11 May 2020
I think the top one is slightly better. Copied and saved BMP as a JPG
The bottom is exported to Tiff
Gracefield
Gracefield
Home, looking out of my office window.
Mood
#0978 Mood
This one reveals a mood! I did this a few days ago when my PC was attacking me. I thought of calling this one Cariflower the shark plant.
- Monday, 11 May 2020 — wrong image though!
Mood
#0977 Mood
These next two are a return as well, to a batch I did early on, at the time of the “Launch” in November 2006.
Mt Pete
#0976 Mt Pete
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I am at Vic’s cafe in Christchurch. Pleased to be working on my blog at the end of my sabbatical. I have a few to post up! A few of the ones I am posting, perhaps all of them, are on the theme of Return. I am coming to the end of my project, hence returning to work, to normal, to the familiar. Mt Pete is familiar, we see it from the other side of our house, its moods never the same.