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garden veil mandala…

Posted in art, cats, drawing, flowers, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/12/11 by greenteadoodles
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garden veil

Pink flowers, green leaves, a tawny cat …and a lacy white tracery.

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garden veil – detail

Here is Tom’s lovely poem.

Lacy network, leafy ruff
worn about my lady’s throat
made from all the finest stuff
like her veil and petticoat.
Through her veil the garden’s wild
panoply of flowers beguiled
as away her time she whiled
by the pool whose bottom’s tiled
with stones and fragments of her soul.
Deep she leans across the pond
reflecting on a memory fond,
before time took it’s mortal toll.
Somewhere children laugh behind
Bringing hope and joy to mind.

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

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Lacy garden mandala…

Posted in art, cats, flowers, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/12/04 by greenteadoodles
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in a lacy garden

Sometimes it is hard to know where to start with these mandalas. Continuing once a beginning has been made is usually easier. This time I started with a sleeping cat in the middle thinking I wonder what will follow from that?

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detail

Apparently, lots of details, flowers and lace. Maybe it’s a kitty’s dream landscape. It’s really up to you. 😉

Thankfully, Tom has wonderful words for this world!

As the eye returns and turns again
through lazy ambulations at the edge
drawn to filigrees and flowers when
it peers through open spaces in the hedge
that bounds the hidden maze of complex paths
where lovers drift in circles round the ponds
lingering to hear each other’s laughs
watching breezes blowing through the fronds
of grasses growing from the simple centre
stretching out to kiss the summer sun
through lacy veils that let the breezes enter
in to the place where the cat has run.
Deep within the the garden she is curled
Deep asleep without care in the world.

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

embroidered room mandala…

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/11/24 by greenteadoodles
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embroidered room mandala

I wanted the colours for this one to be very rich with mostly purples, reds and oranges. This is a “mini-mandala” so about 6″ in diameter but there is a lot packed in so here is a detail.

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embroidered room – detail

As usual, Tom saw even more curious things than I did. This new poem encapsulates a whole story!

The lamps are lit, the wheels must turn
let the toothy gears engage
opening the secret urn
decoding all the truths the Sage
encrypted on four secret scrolls
each entire and carefully rolled
hidden well ’til they were stoled
then to a Magus quickly sold!
Now in London they do lie
waiting for the seance start
where the Sage’s beating heart
will for justice–vengeance–cry
within the rich embroidered room
where four men go to meet their doom!

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

mini mandala 5 – “from above”

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/11/22 by greenteadoodles
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mini-mandala 5 – “from above”

Well this one went off in a completely different direction! it started by looking like cushions and then …well I guess it’s whatever you want to see. 😁 Tom brought an interesting vision as usual!

The chairs are set around the seance table
Four places ready for the mythic riders
Charging out of history in to fable
Ready now to act as sole deciders
Of the future hidden in the scrolls
Unread, unknown, alive and dead at once
Carpet waiting for the spectral footsteps
In this moment absent for the nonce.
The servants have withdrawn and all is still
They do not wish to meet their absent masters
Who bend the Fates to merely human will
And choose between each triumph and disaster.
The room is ready, let the curtain rise
To reveal the Future in surprise!

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

 

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. UPDATE: See below to really see those kitties!

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Purring cats mandala – now you can see them!

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 to 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

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

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