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Following life’s Clues…..

I am off to Saorge, France for a few days….

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When I was with friends in Wales this past summer, we talked about my wish to find Marmite Heaven – (will write more about MH in a later post).     My friends have been renting a house in Saorge, France for the past year and suggested that I visit before their rental finished, as it might be a place where I would enjoy sketching/painting and possibly more….we will see.   As the title of this post indicates….I am following life’s clues…..

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I will fly to Nice, where I will be met by my friend Gareth.    We will then drive up into the mountains to Saorge, which sits on the border off Italy and France – two of my favourite countries.

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I have already scheduled a workshop in London this November, where I will be using images of Saorge as the ‘jumping off point’ for paintings…..and so am hoping to return next week with lots of information and images – both sketches and photographs – to share here.

Meanwhile, I leave you with a double dose of magic with this new ‘painted elephant plus magical hummingbirds’       It is already adorning products at http://www.zazzle.com/janet+weight+reed+gifts

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A Bientôt.

 

 

 

 

Thoughts for the new year

I have been aware during this past year that the words ‘Interconnectedness and mindfulness’ have become fashionable buzz words.    For me their significance is immense and I hope to be mindful of their real meaning as I move into the new calendar year. 

The following poem was brought to my attention by Jane Lukas.    I met Jane in 1973.   She became my surrogate Mother and wonderful friend – one whose influence and guidance is with me every day.    Although Jane has left this earthly realm, she is always with me. 

‘The man whispered, ‘God speak to me’,  and a meadowlark sang.  

 But the man did not hear.

So the man yelled ‘God, speak to me’,  and the thunder and lightening rolled across the sky. 

But the man did not listen. 

The man looked around and said ‘God, let me see you’,   and a star shone brightly. 

But the man did not see. 

Then the man shouted, ‘God, show me a miracle’,   and a new life was born.

But the man did not notice.

So the man cried out in despair.

‘Touch me God, and let me know you are here’

Whereupon, God reached down and touched the man,

But the man brushed the butterfly away, and walked on…………

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My hope is that as I move through this new year I am mindful of each and every precious moment.

I wish everyone a year full of creativity, peace and joy.

Elephants and hummingbirds are a source of wisdom, beauty and good fortune.

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A Bientôt

 

 

 

 

Tutoria 11 – Seeing vs looking.

As we go about our daily lives….we spend a lot of time looking, but how much do we actually see?

The play of light and shadow with its constant change, needs to be acutely observed.

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In this image, using watercolour  and a felt tip pen to sketch pen – I am acutely aware of the play of light and shadow.   The addition of felt tip pen over the watercolour gives a sense of energy.

Scribbling, or cross hatching on newspaper with a felt tip pen….can be very liberating and is an excellent warm up exercise. 

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The more we see, the more likely we are to observe triggers which feed the imagination. 

For example.    This weekend, I read about the annual elephant festival in Jaipur, Rajasthan.    Immediately in my mind’s eye, I imagined hummingbirds painted onto the elephants…which in turn symbolised for me the interconnectedness of life.    

I was also reminded of a time when I saw an elephant in captivity, and to this day, the sadness in that elephant’s eye haunts me.

In this image, I wanted to give the elephant back its dignity with a eye full of wisdom and life.

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Painted elephant.

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Triggers are an important reason to carry a sketch/notebook at all times.

Begin to feed your imagination as you would feed your body with nourishing food.

‘Those who dream by day are cognisant of many things that escape those who dream only at night’.  Edgar Allan Poe. 

A Bientôt