It was just a couple of years ago while visiting a garden in England that I saw artichokes growing for the first time. They were so stunningly gorgeous I am surprised it has taken me so long to get around to painting them!
Tom has written another of his delightful poems for this piece both catching and adding to its spirit.
Bright petalled shrapnel growing as grenades
set to explode in bursts of flagrant peacei
geometric blossoms serenade
the eye of the beholder and release
their starburst beauty into garden skies
fireworks ignite and swiftly rise
as buzzing bees explore the purple blooms
drawn now hither by their sweet perfumes.
Life bursting forth from seed to stem to flower
growing great and heavy in the sun
each striving to be second now to none
in fecund glory, beauty, nor in power.
Flowers catching fire are poised to light
The summer world with blossoms bursting bright.
AND NOW …I am so excited (and not a little terrified) to be putting my art out there for the world to see …and buy! This blog will continue as Green Tea Doodles even though over the years – has it really been nine years?! – my focus has shifted from tea and computer doodles to watercolours and oil painting. As I discover and follow my creative path I am happy to have you share that experience with me.
…and I’d LOVE you to visit the website. Here’s the link to hilaryfarmer.com and as well there is a permanent link in the “hamburger menu” at the top of the blog page.
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
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