Showing posts with label flower mandala. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flower mandala. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

what's blooming in my yard right now...

 wild roses
the phlox imposters: wild sweet rocket
buttercups
and some unknown hedge with tiny white flowers that smell delicious


Mango and DirtyPopcorn love to eat plants... I already learned this the hard way when they ate half the garden plants I started from seed indoors this spring...


 “I remember once walking out hand in hand with a boy I knew, and it was summer, and suddenly before us was a field of gold. Gold as far as you could see. We knew we'd be rich forever. We filled our pockets and our hair. We were rolled in gold. We ran through the field laughing and our legs and feet were coated in yellow dust, so that we were like golden statues or golden gods. He kissed my feet, the boy I was with, and when he smiled, he had a gold tooth.

It was only a field of buttercups, but we were young.”
Jeanette Winterson, The Powerbook

 “Tumbling-hair
picker of buttercups
violets
dandelions
And the big bullying daisies
through the field wonderful
with eyes a little sorry
Another comes
also picking flowers” 
e.e.cummings








“Westley: Hear this now: I will always come for you.
Buttercup: But how can you be sure?
Westley: This is true love-you think this happens every day?
Westley: I told you I would always come for you. Why didn't you wait for me?
Buttercup: Well...you were dead.
Westley: Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.
Buttercup: i will never doubt again.
Westley: There will never be a need.”
William Goldman

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Finding more small magic

I have another video for you that I made,  there's a mandala in flowers and  a little bit of me painting a self portrait, although I will say it looks more like me when I was younger and thinner than it does  now. My eyes are too big here, and my  hair in this is black instead of brown,  but I guess that's the way I saw myself when I looked in the rear view mirror to paint it. I don't show painting the whole thing as it was too hard to hold the camera and paint in the car! But it's only a few minutes long so please watch it!


I do see myself
Without wrinkles and still thin
Mirrors tell small tales


Pieces of ourselves
Shared on fridays with others
Pieces of my heart




Happy paint party friday and haiku my heart!