purring cats mandala…

Posted in art, cats, drawing, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/11/20 by greenteadoodles
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purring cats mandala

What can I say? A playful drawing begged for playful colours! And now the tiny cats are easy to see. As usual, Tom saw all kinds of things to inspire his whimsical poetry.

Cotton candy clouds of wine
fill so full the valley cups
to the hill’s soft plimsol line
where the downs go meet up
with the mysteries of the night
which rise while lovers dance in flight
toward completion, whole and right,
on to dawn’s emergence bright
from behind the hollow hills
where white cats lie nestled deep
practicing their purring skills
until they’re perfect, then they sleep
amidst the sun and shade of trees
while lowing herds cross o’re the leas.

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe

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mini-mandala 4

Posted in art, cats, drawing, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/11/17 by greenteadoodles
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mini-mandala 4

Well, I was in a curious and very detailed frame of mind for this one! I think the best part though is likely the 15 tiny cats.

Following this – maybe the oddest yet – mandala, here is Tom’s weird and delightful poem! It makes me giggle every time I read it!

Once upon a wobbly tower
a cat was cuddled in a bower
deep within the greenwood’s dell
where the sunlight softly fell
through the highest canopies
of lollipops and candy trees
down beneath the cotton clouds
where the tramping feet of crowds
can’t disturb the sleep of cats
warm and safe on leafy mats.

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe

crow interlude – 2…

Posted in art, drawing, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/11/16 by greenteadoodles
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Trout Lake Crows

I was crow watching at a local urban park recently. Not sure if the first bird knew it was being followed as they both strolled along the lake edge but something made me think the second crow had some mischief in mind.

Tom’s poem playfully reflects the moment.

Stepping out upon the strand
dawdling in a peacock line
two crows are taking to the land
one ahead and one behind
by the water’s chilly edge
beneath the marsh’s sagging sedge
they walk along the sandy ledge
toward the park’s enclosing hedge
until unruly denizens
disturb their prancing show
up into the air it sends
their bodies as they go
around our heads and to a branch
where again they’ll preen and prance!

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe

pavilion mandala…

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/11/15 by greenteadoodles
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pavilion mandala painted

The colours of a summer afternoon! It was pleasant to put myself in that zone on a grey autumn day. (This was mini-mandala 3 now water-coloured.)

And here is Tom’s seductive poem continuing the medieval theme!

Through skies of softest Tyrian blue
joyous swallows flit and fly
delighting in the evening hues
of the dusky darkling sky
while beneath a silken cover
knight and lady, lord and lover,
whisper secrets to each other
softly sliding truth discovered
somewhere in the space between
each breath, each word, each kiss, each touch
as swallows dance above the green
until enough is more and much
is carried on throughout the night
until the dawn brings love to light.

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe

ring mandala…

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/11/13 by greenteadoodles
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ring mandala

The last few mandalas have been drawn using a quite water resistant ink in my fountain pen. So yay! I can add water colour without blurring out the details. This was “mini-mandala 2” now renamed The Ring.

Here is Tom’s beautiful and highly personal poem to go with this mandala. I feel so fortunate to have someone in my life that sees and responds to beauty in such a profound way!

waves of beauty curling round
washing up the pebbled beach
swirling over summer ground
chanting, singing, each to each
a susurrus so tremulous
as bluebells quaver in the breeze
ringing changes sensuous:
quiet sounds across the sea
while the golden evening rays
scatter from the leafy crowns
bowing to the end of days
where all pain and sorrow drown
in the silence of the night
two hearts make one in joyful flight

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe

middle kingdom mandala – painted

Posted in art, Chinese culture, drawing, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/11/10 by greenteadoodles
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Middle Kingdom mandala – painted

Well, here is the final version with colour added! The choice of mostly shades of blue is to give the flavour of Chinese pottery. The yellow accents came about because yellow represented the emperor in ancient Chinese society. For example, only the emperor could have yellow roof tiles or wear yellow robes. So it is used sparingly in this mandala for the centre, the lanterns drifting away in the sky and the mostly hidden dragons…

Here is one quadrant to make it easier to see the details.

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Middle Kingdom mandala – detail

Happily, Tom was moved to write another poem for this final version of the mandala!

Beneath a layer of protective blossoms
the Earth abides in softly glowing shades
of summer fading toward a rainy autumn:
evening drawing nigh as August fades
toward a long September ocean blue
swept by early storms and errant waves
crashing up against the harbour’s thews
protecting ships at anchor from the staves
of floating logs and wayward whales withal
as beacons glow through scudding rain and wrack
calling home the wanderers and all
who’ve lost their way and yearn to find a track
through storms and seasons ‘cross the empty sea
riding down the gales into the lee.

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe

crow doodle interlude…

Posted in art, drawing, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on 2017/11/09 by greenteadoodles
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shore crow

A quick crow doodle. There is something engaging about these highly intelligent birds. Here on the West coast, they have carved out a habitat they share with traditional shore birds such as gulls.

Luckily, Tom likes crows too! I love how he catches what seems just right for the voice of a crow.

I stand amidst the pebbles fine
upon the margin of the brine
reveling in my command
of all who wander on the sand.
Passersby they hesitate
and pause as they perambulate
through their existential state:
I make them think and make them wait!
Then off I dance in slanting breeze
to settle in another place
across the shingle, by the trees
where I strut and prance and pace
for I’m above the common folk
who sleep while I am truly woke.

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe