forest joy mandala…

Posted in art, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on 2016/09/20 by greenteadoodles
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seeking in the forest and finding the unexpected

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forest mandala quadrant

When I was drawing this mandala, I thought of greens and purples …I was thinking mysterious …but the more I painted, the more it became instead suffused with joy. I hope it lifts your heart to look at it as mine was while creating it.

UPDATE: A truly wonderful poem from Tom for this image! Thank you.🙂

Intertwining all connects to all
radiating joy from root to branch
curving endless rise within a fall
twisting time, sequestering mere chance
as some creative gravity draws skies
toward the future, outward looking in
toward the open contemplative eyes
toward the garden innocent of sin.
Silent beauty deep, complex, divine
entwining truths entangled by connections
bending on in endless knotted lines
a pilgrimage through stations of reflection.
Each moment moves, creating time and more
in stillness drawing all into the core

Poem (c) 2016 Tom Radcliffe

images (c) 2016 Hilary Farmer

Forest knots mandala…

Posted in art, drawing, mandala with tags , , , , , , on 2016/09/08 by greenteadoodles
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in the deep forest, everything is connected: unity

Inspired by time spent hiking in British Columbia this summer, this new mandala grew organically bit by bit over quite a few days starting from the Celtic knot in the centre. The level of detail might be getting just a touch obsessive😉 On the other hand I do find it truly meditative and a joyful process. I will post it again after I have added a layer of water colour. In the meantime, here is a close up to give a clearer view.

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forest knots – detail

UPDATE: New poem from Tom! Thanks Tom!!

Beneath the canopy of leaves
the forest world awaits
with intertwined complexities
and deep entangled states

Without beginning, without end
both root and branch are one
into each the other blends
as leaves soak up the sun

protecting flowers deep down below
in shadowed forest glades
turning toward the light they know
in floral-fine cascades

as in the depths the open eyes
of roots observe the world
aware of all that lives and dies
around the centre curled

in intricate embellishments
of density required
to supply the nourishment
of souls by this inspired

Poem (c) 2016 Tom Radcliffe

images (c) 2016 Hilary Farmer

A Fishes’ Tao…

Posted in art, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on 2016/08/04 by greenteadoodles
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A Fishes’ Tao

Well, this is the next in the series of my …animandalas. The form is still inspired by mandalas but has evolved to the point where I felt it wanted its own name.😉 This time images of fish were swimming around my brain and starting from the yin-yang fish at the centre, through the kelp forest out to the flying fish at the edge, so much fun to create!

a quadrant - closeup view

a quadrant – closeup view

By special request, a close-up to show the level of detail.

UPDATE: Poem from Tom! Thanks and yay!

deep within blue ocean’s silent whirl
pools of darkness tidal currents curl
soft black ribbons round unspoken fish
entwined in mind where emptiness meets wish
upon the twinkle in a minow’s eye
while through kelp the seried ranks swim by
and large above the flying fishes leap
undreaming through the air while fast asleep
aware of only surfaces and shiny
scales that sing the music of the world
across tsunami waves that guard the briny
deep within blue ocean’s silent swirl

poem (c) 2016 Tom Radcliffe

image (c) 2016 Hilary Farmer

Robins’ world mandala…

Posted in art, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on 2016/07/23 by greenteadoodles
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Robins’ world mandala

This is quite a leap from a traditional mandala …but after the idea popped into my head, I needed to see what it would look like! This is more of a sketch of the idea and I expect I will revisit the theme since it was so intriguing to me as it developed.

UPDATE: New poem from Tom. It’s a quirky one!!  Thanks🙂

Birdy herds and hurdy gerds
The carousel of life
Early worms from earthy berms
A tasty treat that’s nice
For little chicks in nesty sticks
As fledglings dream of sky
The egg at core a world and more
A universe draws nigh

image (C) 2016 Hilary Farmer

poem (c) 2016 Tom Radcliffe

Daily whirl mandala…

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , on 2016/07/17 by greenteadoodles
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back to the daily whirl…

Added water colour to the previous mandala this week. Being back at work definitely impacted the choices with it turning out more intense than I was thinking while drawing it on vacation.
I really enjoyed the process this time. The selection and application of the colours was joyful representing the ongoing dance of daily life in a positive way …or that’s how I see it!

UPDATE: New poem from Tom in the comments. It is wonderful, circular and evocative! It sees meaning in and brings meaning to the image. Extraordinary!

as seasons pass and so do days
beneath the sun’s synoptic rays
soft petals furl, unfold, then fly
while flowers turn to face the sky
berries ripen, roses bloom
around the centre’s edge, assume
this too will pass and be reborn
as sure as night gives way to morn
and morning yields to burning noon
then noon to dusk until the moon
repaints cold night with silver rays
as seasons pass and so do days

image (cc) 2016 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2016 Tom Radcliffe

Mandala #2 – Slowing the Daily Whirl

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , on 2016/06/16 by greenteadoodles
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Second Mandala – Slowing the Daily Whirl

This mandala was just finished yesterday and as I was drawing it, I realized I was attempting – almost literally – to unwind. The title followed…
Having a few days off work I felt I had the time to draw a fairly elaborate pattern and allow the space to quiet my mind. Once again, some patterns are “zentangle” inspired but this time, others came from looking at traditional Buddhist mandalas. A colour version may follow …but not today.🙂

UPDATE: New poem from Tom! Just posting now since I was off-line for a few days …that also helps with the unwinding!
Thanks Tom! The poem really reflects the nature of this mandala!!

within wheels the turning turning forms
each exotic ecstasy enfolds
syncopated synergies the norm
countering the rotors of the bold
geometry and moments of the wheel
turning through the stations of the cross
reaching deep to find what’s only real
tessellating like a spinning boss
around the central singularity
wherein the secret sits alone unknown
enigma cloaked in puzzled mystery
beneath dark clouds the windmill’s arms are blown
by daily whirls of work and joy and sin
that spin the wheels and spin the wheels within

image (cc) 2016 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2016 Tom Radcliffe

Mandala #1 – peace grows from the centre

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , on 2016/06/16 by greenteadoodles
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First Mandala – Peace Grows from the Centre

Back in May, I decided to try drawing a mandala as a meditative exercise. As I was drawing, the title came into my mind. I just plunged into the process and no doubt there are layers of the meaning of mandalas and traditional motifs that can be delved into in the future. Some of these patterns are “zentangle” inspired.

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Peace Grows from the Centre – water colour

The addition of water colour to the mandala definitely changes one’s perception of the patterns and relationships between the parts. It would be interesting to take the black and white image and use Gimp to see what difference the application of other colours would make.

UPDATE: New poem from Tom wonderfully capturing the feeling of this mandala – thanks!!

Layered flower unfolding out
from within the mind
to quiet sound and fury’s shout,
whispering, “Be kind.”

Almost-symmetries abound
interleaving forms
where shadows softly intersect
calming hidden storms.

From the very centre peace
grows outward toward the rim
until all conflicts, turmoils, cease
to sounds of gentle hymns.

image (cc) 2016 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2016 Tom Radcliffe