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seashore mandala – 6

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/10/23 by greenteadoodles
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seashore mandala – 6

Another extremely curious range of forms evolving from the organic vegetation at the centre to the architectural motifs around the perimeter. Once again, it was an adventure not knowing where it would end up …a kind of visual arts improv but not doing it for an audience. Ooooh – that’s a really scary idea! Now I think I’ll have to somehow try it as performance art!

Tom was once again inspired to write a poem for this mandala matching it in strangeness! 🙂

Fishes struggle toward the centre
as lotus blossoms embrocate
sunny parquetry, pilasters
raise a fist against cold fate
while the central segmentation
bubbles outward, roiling heap
of stems entangle soft sensation
lulling fishes down to sleep
as above observers yearn
to solve the sensuous divide
that keeps them from where fishes churn
receding now upon the tide.
Clean and unadulterated
lines of art with curves are sated.

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

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seashore mandala – 5

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/10/20 by greenteadoodles
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Atlantis after the council

Curious forms somehow watery and of the sea continue to flow from my pen. This one started with some quite angular shapes but quickly changed to curved and organic. Again, I really enjoyed how this evolved and the feeling that the “decisions” were spontaneous and natural.

Tom saw this as ongoing from previous one so the Atlantean tale continues in his poem!

Through the portal in the crystal
falling down dimensions dark
to the land of thorny thistle
where on mountaintops the spark
of ancient circles made of stone
resting for this endless time
await beneath the peaceful dome
of vaulted heaven, starry sky.

As these islands slip below
the rising waters, stranger tides
of eldrich magic ebb and flow
echoing on mountainsides
where in days of futures past
far-flung travelers found their rest
now the first are finally last
those precious few have passed the test.

All the others enter deep
down into the ocean blue
learning like the crabs that creep
in the darkness, through and through,
building cities in the depths
adapting to rough circumstance
abandoning without regret
clouds and stars, light that slants

through the empty ocean sky
as the gulls fly softly by.

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

seashore mandala – 4

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/10/18 by greenteadoodles
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“The last council of Atlantis”

As this next in the seashore mandala series evolved, the title came into my mind. It seemed that the elders and others were pondering their future as the waters were rising around them. I did give this title to Tom before he wrote the poem – but we were already on the same wave-length!

The seas are rising: where the flowers grow
there soon enough will be just ocean waves
covering this land of oak and willow
washing out to sea all we have saved
from elder times, the planets of our race
long swallowed up by swelling stars grown old.
On Earth we lived for countless years displaced
from hearth and home, yet safe within the folds
of green-cloaked hills along this ocean ridge
far from merely human habitation,
our island nation could have been a bridge
between the continents in slow rotation.
Our future lies beneath the storm-tossed sea
Perhaps we will adapt, and swim… be free.

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

seashore mandala – 3

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/10/16 by greenteadoodles
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seashore mandala – 3

The curious forms that arise from the unedited pen! Here is the next in the seashore mandala series along with Tom’s poem written just for it. He has a way of finding a profound truth and expressing in words what the image just hints at!

these are the waves and openings: desire
expressing truth that dare not speak its name
reaching out with circumferential fire
rockets rising twist with passion’s flame
within the dark each world a rooted tree
holding all potential for the Earth
ranging over possibilities
from want to where there is a lack of dearth
deeper still the nugget at the core
surrounded by a flower’s eternal flame
ever growing, ever wanting more
ever changing, never quite the same
the changeless sea’s eternal moving waves
echoes silence from the ocean caves

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

seashore mandala – 2

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/10/14 by greenteadoodles
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seashore mandala – 2

Here is the second in my meditative seashore mandala series. I find this one both playful and lyrical. Allowing myself to create without editing or judging is a powerful exercise! Carrying that approach into oil painting will be the next challenge.

Here is Tom’s accompanying poem. 😀

there’s something faintly fishy in the faces
formally interrogating files
they filters out anemones, displaces
something central to the art of smiles
glaring with intensity is one
side of things but when turned upside-down
seems a lot more quizzical and rum
wondering how tentacles can frown
is this crown a tongue that speaks in riddles
tangled in the eyelashes that flower
over Rome while Nero plays the fiddles
the reveling insouciance of power
somewhere secrets curve the time of space
into flowers showing love’s true face

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

seashore mandala -1

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , on 2017/10/12 by greenteadoodles
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seashore mandala -1

The end of September and early October were too busy to post. I was packing and moving and then unpacking – within the same city but still, it takes a lot of time and energy!

I did find, however, that I couldn’t quite not do any art at all. In the evenings, I would sit down and get out my new fountain pen and heavy stock watercolour paper and draw spontaneous mandalas. The last several mandalas I had been drawing were needing a fair amount of pre-planning – especially the ones with Celtic knots involved. If decisions weren’t made ahead of time, I could get tied up in – well – knots! So anyway, this seashore mandala series is a return to a purely meditative way of drawing mandalas – just letting each line lead from the previous one.

There may be no water-coloured version since the ink in my fountain pen is not fully water-proof and that would result at best in loss of detail and at worst in just a mess! I’m quite a bit late for “inktober” but I will be posting mostly ink drawings for the rest of the month if not every day.

Here is Tom’s poem for this one – thanks Tom!

Seaside Soliloquy

Seeking suckers sliding sinuous
Separating sections slipping sly
Slow seductive soft somatic stimulus
Segregating sedges strolling shy

Strong surrounding symbols separate
Stirring central systems showing style
Salaciously soliciting somnambulates
Studiously steadfast sinning smile

Seas surround submerging Sirens
Sunset softly sinks salt’s subtle silence

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

happy daisy mandala…

Posted in art, drawing, flowers, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on 2017/09/06 by greenteadoodles
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happy daisy!

Water colour has transformed the black and white mandala. There are so many ways this could be done that sometimes it is hard to choose but this time, the colour palette and rendering of the single large flower behind the drawing was in my mind from the beginning …a carefree feeling of summer meadows.

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happy daisy – detail

In colour, it is much easier to see the dainty hoverflies. While mimicking the appearance of bees for self-protection, they are stingless. To give an idea of scale, the overall mandala is 8″ in diameter so the yellow centre with all the intricate details is less than 3″ across and the hoverfly is about 1/4″ long which is about full scale – although they do vary in size by species.

Here is Tom’s new sonnet for the colour version. Wonderful!

find the flower soft within the flower
rising moon behind the open fields
where the nightingale sings o’re the bower
of his lover, dreaming as she yields
to seductive songs of other climes:
promises of joy complete, fulfilled
by the long result of flowing time
down the river, through the hollow hills
where ancient magics deep within the Earth
stir, arise from endless eon’s sleep,
go whispering along the banks in mirth
a spell is spoke, a promise made to keep
Beneath the moon two lovers eyes alight
Upon each other, daisies in the night

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