Friday, September 14, 2018

The Quiet Ones

We are faded, invisible, and sometimes pale to insignificance.
There is a translucent shine, like moonlight filtering through trees in a forest.
A heart light, shining out for all that we believe in.   
Do not assume lack of words mean lack of wisdom.
Our eyes are quick.
And our vision is clear.
We have strength within more akin to a bear than a human
Yet we are guided beneath the light of angels wings.

The Quiet Ones © Karen Davis

Pictures from a day out at the Cotswold Sculpture park near Cirencester Gloucestershire. Do pop in for a visit if you are nearby, you won't be disappointed. £1 of the £5 entry fee goes to Oak and Furrows wildlife rescue. Isn't that great!

Thursday, August 30, 2018

Tread Gently Little Star Child

Are you ready for Autumn? For silver spider web spangled walks, dew dropped spotted toadstools, woodsmoke scented evenings curling up with a hot chocolate or herbal tea, writing your dreams, potions and spells, maybe in one of my new notebooks?
I've just added some new designs using some old Aceo paintings I did a few years back. You may remember them or you may be the owner of one of the originals?
Because they were so small (being aceos) it was difficult to know what to do with the designs?
After much playing around, I think they work well with the old book theme?
I've tried to capture a magical feel to them too, by adding words to each book.
The notebooks are all A5 size this time. ( I may do some A6 too  at some point?) and come secured with hemp string and a label.
More card designs have been added too. 
And the whimsical pumpkin design that you may remember I drew last year?
Perfect for lovers of Halloween. These will be selling singly or in a pack of four.
And... the 2019 calendar.
This year it's a smaller A5 size. Neat and compact and fits nicely in little spaces.
Tomorrow is the last day of August. She has almost gone...
As the last glimpse of the tails of her ragged robe faded over the hill, she gifted me a garland of hops entangled around prickly treasure.
I'm hanging it upside down to dry, then will bring inside as Autumn decoration.

Until next time...
Tread gently little star child.

Thursday, August 16, 2018

Resting like a Butterfly on a Blade of Grass

In endless sunshine and heat the hours seem to blur. Shimmers of silver, ripple above hot tarmac and dried out lawns. There are warps in the very translucent fabric of light. Entrances to other dimensions? If I stepped through, would time stop altogether and days be warm like this forever?
~Thoughts by me, from a hot summer day in July 2018
What a beautiful summer we have been blessed with. Each night the gentle balm of crickets has been its soundtrack. A soothing tiny insect orchestra playing to Mars as it shines out bright in the August sky. Playing to the ghostly flutterings of white winged moths and the vast infinite star filled skies above. 
We walked not far from home one balmy evening as warm as a greek island and found glow worms. 
August is now dressed to meet September. Her skirt is ripened corn, and hazelnut, thread and woven with the remains of dried up grasses, feathers and seeds. Embroidered with faded clover blooms and a pot pourri of meadow flowers. The feather of a magpie and a pigeons egg shell as white as a full moon are stuck to her feet and wasps fly about her poppy seed scattered fading hair, picking at the ripening fruit. Her scent is of hay freshly harvested, dried up earth and dust of well trod stone. Blackberries emerge from her ears and around her neck the engorged ripening rosehips give her a heavy heart, because she hears the call of Autumn and knows her time is almost up. 
This blog has been a little neglected over the summer. I pressed pause and rested like this butterfly on a blade of grass.
For a moment I hopped off the merry go round for a short while to recharge, but then found that I actually needed a little longer than thought and didn't want to climb back on. 
So I stepped away from the fair ground of social media and took a break. Not to go anywhere exotic or anything, just to be here, being in the present and not feeling obliged to post things when really I had no desire to say or share and was feeling just tired mentally and tired of that feeling of 'having to'  share something, anything...  Of course that feeling is all in our minds really and it really doesn't matter too much, but sometimes we succumb to the pressure and beat ourselves up about it and feel as if we have to constantly keep up with things and post regularly on social media. So it was time to listen to my body and pull up the drawbridge and retreat.
It's been peaceful just being semi offline, (obviously I still had my shop open so was always available for queries etc) doing things such as white washing walls, painting a floor, giving our home some time and love and rearranging things. I've had a whole lovely week with my daughter, to watch films, have foot baths and go shopping. Paying Glastonbury a visit again and stocking up on incense. I suppose my body was telling me it was time for some 'me' time. Some would say 'resting and nesting' Other years I have felt a little the same during the summer time and feel the need to go quiet. Maybe my DNA is part garden bird (preferably robin of course ;-)) as they also go quiet and stop singing for a few weeks during the summer months.
I managed to harvest some hazelnuts before the squirrel snaffled them all up. It was a  bumper crop this year and this is just a tiny amount, enough for us, so the squirrel had the rest and hopefully the nut hatch? These pigeons have their latest nest in the hazel. They haven't had much luck with nests this year and do tend to make them in precarious places. But what a sweet photograph, side by side in their humble abode.
I feel more refreshed now and almost ready to jump into Autumn... I can feel a turn in the air, the scent is different and summer is definitely singing her last song. Darkness is coming earlier, the skies are as pretty as the northern lights and being a winter person, I can feel my sap beginning to rise.

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Sunshine, Flowers and Hares

It appears in summer I become a little flower obsessed. 
But then who doesn't, right? 
Sunshine and colour and little simple things make me happy.
The latest hares reflect the colour and sunny days of the season. I'm happy to announce that a long overdue shop update is scheduled for this Friday 29th June at 8pm (GMT)
Meadow hares and hedgerow hares will be leaping across to the shop and also some of the hares that I did previously that didn't sell at the gallery in Yorkshire will also be added along with some original paintings I've previously shared on posts here.
This time I decided to try something new and use the hanger designs also for postcards. Giving them a page from a botanical book type 'feel'. I think they work quite well? It also allows more people to be able to enjoy the designs, useful if the prices of original art are a little out of your reach. I've packaged them up in mixed bundles of six. Each pack having one of each design. They will be added during the shop update too. 
And it's never too late for some older designs to be turned into cards too. 
 I recently added an old favourite 'Starlight Hare' to the shop. 
Enjoy the sunshine!