Saturday, 24 March 2018
Artworks by Jyne: The In-BetweenTime
Artworks by Jyne: The In-BetweenTime: The in-Between Time Like words that can dissolve a bond between lovers, the Sun cuts the ties between Winter and Spring. The In-between ...
The In-BetweenTime
The in-Between Time
Like words that can dissolve a bond between lovers, the Sun cuts the ties between Winter and Spring.
The In-between Time lingers as the invisible cord slowly disintegrates. It uncovers the decay of things long dead that blanket the fragile life trying to emerge. Its the solemn colours of greys and browns, of cigarette butts and soot. Nothing pretty about it.
The Sun deceives as you run outside barefoot, just to feel the icy wind of Winter kiss your skin.
It's the Waiting Time.
It's a Creative Time.
Time to plan what seeds you want to plant in a literal garden or a creative one.
I plan my paintings, brainstorm my themes, pick my colours and sketch out my dreams.
Take the time to go inward and start defining your inspiration.
The heat of summer and time of action are right around the corner.
Happy Creating!
Tuesday, 19 July 2016
Burning Pine Cones
Wandering through my house in search of a certain art piece to finish i noticed how many sticks,rocks & pine cones i have collected and kept. All have a meaning of a place, a person,a time in my life. Some i remember, many i do not. But I've kept them all. Mother Nature's knick knacks. Like many people I have far too many knick knacks. Funny how we put memories, emotions and so much meaning on to objects. A part of being human I guess, or my part of being human.
A wise person told me once ' a person that loses a lot in life early on tends to hold on'. Hold on to friendships no longer, relationships devoid of love or meaning, habits that no longer serve even as simple and mundane as shirts that don't fit, photos that are meaningless. To let go is to lose something. Good or bad, right or wrong, its loss. It creates a void, an emptiness, something to fill.
I took the time to hold each one, inhaling the meaning of each. I took the time to ask 'is it your time to go'? I kept all the rocks. I kept a few pine cones. I gathered what was left, carefully taking any seeds to spread in the woods. They had now became empty vessels; like the memories of the people and places that had meant something once upon a time. I burned them in a ceremony of 'goodbye' and spread the ashes on various plants and trees that one day may produce cones or seeds that will become memories to another person like me.
A little emptier. Time to fill with fresh, meaningful reminders of a beautiful life in the 'now'.
I eventually found my art piece and re-invented it. I kept a few key brush strokes and parts of images that had become catalysts for this new creation. I kept the best and let the rest go.
Happy Creating!
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A wise person told me once ' a person that loses a lot in life early on tends to hold on'. Hold on to friendships no longer, relationships devoid of love or meaning, habits that no longer serve even as simple and mundane as shirts that don't fit, photos that are meaningless. To let go is to lose something. Good or bad, right or wrong, its loss. It creates a void, an emptiness, something to fill.
I took the time to hold each one, inhaling the meaning of each. I took the time to ask 'is it your time to go'? I kept all the rocks. I kept a few pine cones. I gathered what was left, carefully taking any seeds to spread in the woods. They had now became empty vessels; like the memories of the people and places that had meant something once upon a time. I burned them in a ceremony of 'goodbye' and spread the ashes on various plants and trees that one day may produce cones or seeds that will become memories to another person like me.
A little emptier. Time to fill with fresh, meaningful reminders of a beautiful life in the 'now'.
I eventually found my art piece and re-invented it. I kept a few key brush strokes and parts of images that had become catalysts for this new creation. I kept the best and let the rest go.
Happy Creating!
Sunday, 24 April 2016
Artworks by Jyne: The Messiness of Spring
Artworks by Jyne: The Messiness of Spring: The Messiness of Spring The snow melts portraying the ugliness of things long dead; leaves decayed, last remnants of snow banks with so...
The Messiness of Spring
The Messiness of Spring
The snow melts portraying the ugliness of things long dead;
leaves decayed, last remnants of snow banks with soot embedded and colours of
browns and blacks. Bleak. A reminder of whats ended. The in be-tween time. It
reflects the sadness of the year before in its ending.
As we sit and wait, hold our breath in no time at all things
begin. Buds start opening, plants sprout up and birds long quiet are up and
singing at 5am. At last a new beginning!
Like all cycles of life; in life times, in seasons, in the
every day what ends begins again.
Long forgotten hidden away art projects, dreams can come
back to life. Dormant inspiration is refueled like simmering coals reignited
into flames.
Soak up the Spring season. Let the newness, the energy to
inspire you to embark on new projects. Plant the seeds of creation in art and
in the earth. Pick up that brush, that chuck of clay, that pen..whatever it is
and start. Spring is a time of action. The beginning of Spring can be stark and
never ending but the beauty comes on fast!
Enjoy! & Happy creating!
Thursday, 31 December 2015
Artworks by Jyne: Solstice & 2016 New Year
Artworks by Jyne: Solstice & 2016 New Year: Solstice & the New Year Celebrating the longest night knowing that after the night passes the light begins its journey back. I...
Solstice & 2016 New Year
Solstice & the New Year
Celebrating the longest night knowing that after the night
passes the light begins its journey back.
It’s ironic that the light starts coming back in the
deepest, coldest of winter, when you want to hunker down, hibernate and keep
warm. I always see it as a time of nourishment for the physical, psychological
and spiritual. It’s a time of quiet: less doing, more inner work. It is a time
of writing, of dreaming, of building ideas and strategies for the coming new
year. What to do differently? What to do the same? What challenges do I set up
for myself? What’s the game plan?
Living day in and day out without thought: days turn into
weeks, weeks into months and months into years. Then its over. Take a step off
your routine path and do it often! Re-invent yourself daily.
Plant seeds now so 2016 is a year of courageous new
experiences, attainable challenges and a year well lived! Happy Solstice and a
happy creative new year!
Happy Creating!
Creatively yours
jyne
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