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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