EOAJ

I have slept and 'ping' after a single 'mucron tablet' I feel a little surge of energy...Thinking about the elements i find i'm attracted to my celtic heritage and i stumbled across this prayer that i resonated with around what i feel the elements mean to me so at last i feel i found something to write on my first page that satisfies my oneness with the elements.......


Ancient Celtic Prayer to the Nine-Fold Elements

I arise today
through strength of heaven,
light of sun,
radiance of moon,
splendour of fire,
speed of lightening,
swiftness of wind,
depth of sea,
stability of earth,
firmness of rock.

Memories to help this pass....

I am not well and i could spiral into a decline in my head very easily as this is the third time in the space of 4 weeks i've had a nasty virus and i'm worried about my health......i am anaemic and have a ferratin level of 1 so know that with some iron this is going to get better so the only way to deal with a situation i have little control over is to focus on something good ..in this instance it is this photograph from our holidays...
The afternoon pictured was idyllic i said to Chella this was my favourite moment of our holiday...we sat and ate her with a sea view after an amazingly long walk from one fishing village to the next down the South coast of Tenerife near Los Gigantes...I swam in the sea prior to us sitting and relaxing watching the sun set here as we ate and drank...this remeinds me of everything that is wonderful about life and living...easygoing time walking eating simply and being with the person you love and know is your soulmate.....I need to remind myself right now as i am feeling sooo very very poorly there are moments i just feel i'm never ever going to get better again and it is making me sad perhaps i need to art a little, but energy levels are low so sleep is more needed i think.In the meantime i'm going to remember this day the warm energising sun the relaxed environment i am going to fill my heart and soul with as much goodness from that memory as I can.Love life and sooner or later it will love you back.

Tribute to Uncle Eddie ...'Gilly'

I attended my uncle's funeral yesterday and it was a really touching positive experience...i've fond memories of uncle Eddies smiley face and easy going manner....I last saw him at the beginning of his journey suffering from Alzheimers...he still bore some resemblance to the Eddie i had known then but he had a ten year journey and passed away quietly with Barbara, Sharon and my mum last Monday evening.....there were over 200 people at the funeral he had touched so many lives in his shortened life what a privilege to have known Eddie

http://www.yorkpress.co.uk/sport/other/outdoor/bowls/9127257.Tributes_from_bowling_community_for_former_champ/

EOAJournal Cover

Above is my progress so far with the cover of my Art journal for Elements...hope i've not 'jumped the gun' a bit but I have been desperate to try out 'Coffee and bubble wrap backgrounds' and to use some of my favourite stamps and handmade papers for Elements!



I have a real desire to have a sparkle in silver and gold throughout what I am creating for the course.I also am experimenting with layers of tissue paper here and stazon ink and pigment inks..i find the pigment inks bleed when i seal them with mod podge...unless i'm sparing and turn the tissue reverse side up with the ink actually underneath !

Yesterday Chel and wandered round the Food Fest in Leeds and some craft stalls...I found some paper that really drew my eye and i covered another of the recycled composition books into another journal...all bright an breezey just love the colours an design of the gift wrap and had to share it with you....


Both of my journals will have a band or strap around them to keep them closed i created one that was adjustable for the wrapping paper covered journal as i know they get pretty bulky as the pages are created!

Here's the start of my first page...inspired by Effy's video and incorporating the colours for the elements and the handprints...still more to add here but wanted to share my progress so far as next weeks blog entry will be a shorter one due to family committments...



Love to all at Wild Precious creative vibes to all in the studio xxxxxxxxxxxx

Elements of Art journalling Course

Am working on the clustering activity and creating my semi prepped composition book for Elements of Art Journalling Mmmmmmmmmmmm started yesterday with a yoga session last night after finishing work..really needed that and felt the benefits straight away.Then this morning watched darlin' Effy's videos and guidance.I am sooo looking forward to this and will post my finished handprepped Art Journal later on this week.

Altered Perspective

I created this double journal page for the beauty of sorrow blogspot.Underneath the first layer of Gesso are my morning pages for TAW describing some of my journey through personal sorrows....from being a wee girl through adolescence into motherhood and... shall we say 'beyond'.I usually 'busy myself' with being concerned with other people's sorrow's and although aware this is something folks 'like me' do it was still hard for me to go back and reconnect with my difficulties around bereavement and loss...Each layer on the faces painted felt affirming.I am new to art journalling the pages felt beautiful and affirming of my journey. I reconnected by reading my old journals/diaries and browsing my old photo's it was a sad process but the emotion was not as raw as even a few years ago the process was sooo acknowledging for me of my own healing and the 'beauty of sorrow'.

A Poem from the Past

I soo had to rack my brains to find this poem...TAW morning pags were hard today and this poem was sat in my memory banks as needing to be found...thankyou for the help from a Wild Precious friend i found it ....



Come Back

Deep inside,
behind that heavy knee I've got today,
lies another, smaller knee,
a little dirty, and scraped.
And within my fingers, all five of them,
lies a small hand, another one,
still a bit anxious, but warm.
And far inside my skull,
in the innermost part,
other thoughts are tingling,
odd and small ones, almost wrapped up tight, but they're still
breathing. Full of expectation, almost of joy.
Sometimes they itch -
they want to come out and play
hide-and-seek with me. Often - often.
But then they're suddenly gone. I can't
find them. So many years have passed,
so many layers of time
have settled over everything.
--- But come on back. Come on,
we'll run and hide,
every one, every one.

Rolf Jacobsen (1907 - 1994)