Sunday, March 29, 2009

A Class with Bernie Berlin

On the third day of retreat I was tired and a little emotional; I attended class glad to be there but not putting pressure on my self to complete the project. Bernie was such a wonderful teacher with stepped out instructions, a generous supply of resources to share and too my surprise I finished three projects (all except the final lot of gluing - which I did yesterday). It was a pleasure to meet someone who is as they are on their blog and Bernie is all that and more, sharing her heart with us as she taught.

The other wonderful thing about this class was that the focus was on using what many of us already have, stamps, paint, glue, images etc. I didn't leave with a purchasing wish list. Have to love that!

Images here are Michael deMeng and Lost Aussie.

Monday, March 23, 2009

Postcards from Melbourne #2

Urban art, Melbourne style.

While the art is clean the aroma down some of these lanes is not so ...

The water seen through the knot hole in this jetty is part of a great big ocean, stretching right around to my side of Australia, and to the ocean closest to you - isn't that awesome?
Are the stencils, graffiti, art or vandalism? So many in the city and the suburbs..
Dotee on 'her' pier. The water was clear, the sky blue and the air fresh - perfect.
With the 'chatty' Miss Essie...
... and the handsome smoochalicious Mr Ronnie.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Postcards from Melbourne #1

Dear friends, Jen and Dawnie, and just look at the view from our Retreat venue deck.
The super talented artist and teacher Stephanie Lee - more on classes in a day or so.
Sweet Charles would not let me pack my cases in peace, each time I lifted him out and turned for another garment he jumped right back in. After I closed the door (a rare event in this house) he melted my heart with his efforts to join in so I carried the image all around Melbourne with me.
A starling right inside a major shopping centre, there were so many inside buildings, including the airport. I felt so sorry for them living the urban life.
The iconic entrance to Luna Park, St Kilda. What a wonderful tram ride it is to this cosmopolitan and yet friendly suburb. I would stay here next time.
You may notice this one is taken from the inside, the coffee was fantastic too.
Part of the bakery strip in St Kilda.
A gorilla installation in the car park at our retreat, I wonder who put it there?
Mum I am confused, why are you packing your things and not mine.
Archer certainly looks happier now and had a lovely holiday at Aunty Nicky's.
"Sorry Dawn, I can't look now, Julie has the camera out".
Meredith, Dawn and Dot sharing art.

Thursday, March 05, 2009

Trying to be still ...

Have you seen the wonderful birds Leighanna makes? I feel so blessed to have this one, he makes me smile each time I walk passed.
I really do need to make time to be still, to find my center to be with God and know it, to breathe and relax. I am trying, and most days there are at least a few minutes, even if it is those in the shower, or the blissful few minutes on the deck, late night. I love that, when the stars are out, my neighbours in bed, I will go outside to hang washing and then pause - listening to the quiet, gazing at the stars and being awed for the 'nth time.
This assemblage was a surprise/RAK gift from Melissa a blog friend my heart knows. I came home after a blue day to find a box on my doorstep and nestled inside was this rusted art work and a very kind card. Thank you.

I am so very excited to be going to Creative Soul Retreat in a weeks time.
OK I just scared myself again. By this time next week I will have delivered Archer and his belongings to my friend Nikki, popped Charles and Phantom in the Willows (5* accommodation for purr babies) organised with the boy across the road to see Harvey twice a day, prepared lessons for approximately 150 students and so much more.
Luggage tags - the only thing close to art I have worked on in the last week.

One of the "much more's" is creating a bigger need than usual for being still. Three months ago I had a spot removed which turned out to be melanoma. I had my three monthly check last week and my wonderful doctor removed two more suspicious spots. One of those has turned out to be another melanoma. So on Monday I am having wider margins cut around where it was. This one has rocked me, made me think, it paralysed me for a couple of days. Slowly I am processing the fact this will now become a life-long journey. Checking, having others check me, needles, cutting, stitching... Finding my humour, my ability to use trials to entertain, my coping mechanisms.
Can you guess what happened when Archer finally gave in to temptation and reached for the tail? Yes. Yet another game of crazy chasey.

Always the furies are my non-judgemental, cuddlers, all quite sure that they are the most important thing in my life, and I in theirs. Again, I am astounded at the depth of friendships and the care of my human friends.
While Charles tried to sleep.
Charles may have regretted his commitment on the weekend. I dropped a glass as I dried the dishes, he dropped onto it and off to the vet we went. One little cat with a slit paw one sorry Mum, who was (despite her sorrow) heard to mutter, 'On the weekend again!'. I can't remember the last time my animals were hurt between 8.00am and 6.00pm Monday to Saturday... Perhaps I should give up glasses and just drink straight from the bottle - less dishes, less to drop... but no, it is never the same injury twice. Such is life.
How is your week shaping up?