Sunday, October 5, 2014

art femmes & an art walk


sky & umbrella while waiting for Diana
my left foot, as seen through the tabletop
Diana
sixteen years ago, our houses catty-corner & our babies still just that.  could she bottle up her beautiful tennessee voice?  so that i can slow down and listen to it every now&then (since we see each other so rarely), uncorking the neck of the bottle long enough for just a little to escape and make me smile.  i wish this link had the audio clip attached...she is a poet, my friend.  which is lovely ~ amazing ~ inspiring.  she is patient and kind - and lives life, in my observations, consciously and with measure.

button curtain at Elsewhere
Ivy
maybe eleven years ago, in the blurry years of parenting young children, friends of a friend, we have overlapping branches and sturdy roots that help anchor a friendship when life is so busy and conversations are fragmented.  for all her planning and method-making, she is equally comfortable taking the road less traveled.  in fact, i think she prefers it.  & she is a wordsmith - with visions and projects and a veracity i greatly admire.
The Friendly Naturalist, presented at Elsewhere
so many (so many!) of my friends are creatives.  but for me, it's about openness, truthfulness, attentiveness.  a sincerity in living that is not dependent upon ego.  a knowledge of beauty in the mundane and a commitment to love with conscience.  to me, that's what nourishes art, creativity, and our friendships.


Art Walk in a Garden



this is a pirate trio.  as the dollmaker explained, the one on the left is pre-ghost; the one on the right is mid-ghost; and the one in the middle is full-on-ghost.  (i have one of her mermonster dolls, whom i have named Esmeralda.)

 
the most beautiful octopus sculpture i have ever seen.  & it is a carafe, too (bonus!).  alas, the price matches my feelings for the piece &, thus, it will remain elusive.


absolutely gorgeous
painted stork
and (mayhaps?)
cassowary
garden sculptures.
octopus wood sculpture

artist friends & friends who love art

beauty berries, of course.



we, also, like to eat in artistic places.


about a week ago, i saw that the magnolia blossoms along the driveway (not ours, but branches extend our way) had given way to seedpods - so i plucked one & brought it inside.

i will leave it
at that ~
& the artists
will know exactly
why it is
here.