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water’s edge weavings mandala…

Posted in art, drawing, flowers, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on 2017/04/24 by greenteadoodles
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water’s edge weavings

The ink stage is finished for the latest mandala. This one was inspired by the blue flags that are a typical spring flower where I grew up. They are beautiful and somewhat rare in my experience finding their place right on the edge between the rocks of the Canadian Shield and the water of the lake. As with most of the mandalas I have been drawing, there are embedded Celtic knots and at least one animal playing off the symmetry – in this case three minnows and a dragonfly.

Tom has written a beautiful sonnet that echoes and deepens the image.

rippled lobes that move forever outward
curving through the waters of the form
spars that bend beyond the point of breaking
yet still hold together through the storm
knots entwined in paradoxes folding
over depths concentrically excited
spherical harmonics tessellating
surfaces by shadow now ignited
into beauty changelessly in motion
always fixed but never standing still
echoing the memory of an ocean
deep beneath where silence drinks its fill

a universe encompassed in a jewel
by the water’s edge: a forest pool

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

summer lattice mandala…

Posted in art, drawing, flowers, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/04/06 by greenteadoodles
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summer lattice mandala

I am quite pleased with how the richness of the colours came out. The orange comes forward and the magenta recedes enhancing the layered effect.

You may have noticed that the titles of the mandalas change after they have been painted. The names come to me as I am working and the effect of the colour on this one for me was to shift from the general feeling of meadow to a meadow in full summer. Guess I am looking forward through this rainy spring weather …or maybe looking back to one of those perfect childhood summer days.

As usual, Tom has seen things and expanded the image through his poetic response. This one is particularly magical! Love it – thanks Tom! 🙂

high summer fields at rest beneath the sun
dry weltering cicadas buzzing deep
curving pigtails flouncing round in fun
then hiding ‘neath the flowers, knapping sleep
in shards from solid summer afternoons
safe amidst the purple leaves and sedge
upon the sandy soil that hides the runes
writ in burrows down the lattice hedge
writ by rabbits wise in meadow ways
writ with knowledge sinking to the centre
stretching out to touch the turning days
opening the gates and letting enter
all the truth that cannot just be spoken
of the wheel that turns and won’t be broken

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

meadow lattice mandala…

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on 2017/03/31 by greenteadoodles
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meadow lattice mandala

This piece started as an idea about butterflies and evolved into something else where the monarch butterfly is just clinging on to the periphery. The shifts in the scale of the lattice help create different possibilities of interpretation. There are subtle asymmetries in the pattern that I decided to embrace as the mandala developed.

Tom has written a sonnet for this mandala that somehow matches it and brings out nuances that I was not consciously aware of! He says, “Lots of abstract evocative stuff in this, like the image itself. I see shield-like elements to it, as well as a welcoming landscape, and more besides.”

Round the turning wheel’s asymmetry
curling curves protect the leaves of grass
Darkling centre from a bygone century
carved in ancient wood and pinned with brass
Missing moments, arms outstretched to bridge
improvised extensions far from home
Fingers reaching, touching, just a smidge
of butterfly is needed to be known
Starlight staggers, stuttering delights
dappling dark desires with softer shadows
Earthlight filters down through lattice lights
touching summer fields no longer fallow
Between the petals mysteries await
Ungentle Love disturbs the course of Fate

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

peace rose mandala…

Posted in art, drawing, flowers, mandala, painting with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/03/20 by greenteadoodles

peace rose mandala

My grandfather used to grow peace roses. They are lovely colours ranging from cream to peach to almost orange with the petal edges darker. Their distinctive scent can take me right back to my childhood visiting that rose garden.

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peace rose mandala detail

Even though many of the colours used are tone on tone, they bring out the various layers of the ink drawing that may have been difficult to see in the black and white version …and the playful ladybugs add another element of life to the composition.

Here is Tom’s wonderful new sonnet for the colour version of this mandala.

moments as the compass slowly turning
through the seconds, minutes, daylight hours
then beneath the midnight sky while burning
candles light the lattice of the flowers
with glowing fire until the dawn’s soft touch
ignites the luminosity within
signaling the day’s return and much
to do as all our future yesterdays begin
joyously amidst the flaming blossoms
while the busy ladybugs meander
through the leaves in search of treasures awesome:
some succulent surprise or fine philander
to pass the days in pleasuring bestowments
of joy upon each other while the moments

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

Rose Compass Mandala

Posted in art, drawing, flowers, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , on 2017/03/16 by greenteadoodles
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Rose Compass

Starting to have  more  time  for art! 🙂

This came to me as a play on words I suppose (compass rose) but then took on a life of its own. The water colour version to follow soon…

Here is Tom’s lovely poem to accompany it!

what beauty draws the eye and then the touch
toward this prickly outer knotty line
demarcating boundaries sharp, too much
to overcome without a twist of twine
to restrain and open up a way
for stems that gently penetrate the bounds
as rosebuds yearn, the light of younger days
still lingers while the ladybugs run ’round
from point to bud to point above the dark
rich leafy base wherein the rose encompassed
spreads with beauty unabashed and stark
at the centre, petals soft and lustrous
beyond the thorny thickets at the rim
grows the blossom, full of love within

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

Interlocking spirals mandala…

Posted in art, drawing, flowers, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on 2016/11/16 by greenteadoodles
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Fibonacci patterns …sunflower mandala

Here is the latest work in progress. Somehow I got fascinated with how sunflowers pack the in their seeds …took a while to draw but looks cool! …and since I’ve been having so much fun with Celtic knots, there is one wreathing the seeds.

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sunflower mandala detail with bumblebee!

Couldn’t resist including a bumblebee. Love these guys!
Once I have added colour, I will post again. 🙂

Tom has already written a delightful poem for this image!

Bumbling ’bout the boundary of the flower
wandering from stamen to another
pistil where the pollen gives its power
to grow into a seed while bees recover
from their tour of each and every blossom
checking for some nectar sweet and good
reveling in beauty bright and awesome
wandering in fragrant neighbourhoods
where knots are tied around the bloomin’ world
binding all diversity together
into arcs where ratios are curled
to pack in seeds no matter what the weather.
Now every bee is pollinating hard
Ensuring future flowers fill the yard.

image (c) 2016 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2016 TJ Radcliffe

Seeking and finding mandala…

Posted in art, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on 2016/10/22 by greenteadoodles
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Finding the source…

Well, the colour version is full of joy! I had an idea of the palette I wanted but even so, somehow the evolution from black and white to colour is a surprise and a delight. Hope you enjoy it too!

Here is the accompanying poem by Tom 🙂

The tallest trees are rooted deep within
rich fertile Earth where saffron flowers grow:
unbending yang encompassed by soft yin,
entwining roots encircle all we know:
this gentle Earth, this paradise of sky
this forest old that reaches for the light
this rooted tree that dreams that it might fly
this branching green explosion burning bright
as butterflies slip between the seconds
easing past the trunks and up the Path
softly higher toward the solar Presence
bright airy space where swallows dance and laugh.
Rising inward, reaching, thrusting tall
Spreading outward, strong, the source of all.

image (c) 2016 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 216 Tom Radcliffe