tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77789428348023433432024-02-19T17:59:00.191+13:00Arty LovelyVeronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-83659470317548488162011-06-15T09:14:00.003+12:002011-06-15T09:18:58.913+12:00Bluebird Afternoon<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-zUHgfyUM9lxXoHNZgmKFKGP_PRVcOLC93LssEmpys-d4ls8w4BZA-POd7ReMpZCKxhUmhe45cmwRarkfEq-SkLJZ5IwxwfYfgIKm6yI2ZW-7bzsoZQvTXgG7td8bZ_gJJpUZKfZS8tcC/s1600/P14.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-zUHgfyUM9lxXoHNZgmKFKGP_PRVcOLC93LssEmpys-d4ls8w4BZA-POd7ReMpZCKxhUmhe45cmwRarkfEq-SkLJZ5IwxwfYfgIKm6yI2ZW-7bzsoZQvTXgG7td8bZ_gJJpUZKfZS8tcC/s400/P14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618186976036008946" border="0" /></a>Bluebird Afternoon is currently on display at the <a href="http://www.waiart.org.nz/exhibitions/awards/2011/images/completeset/awardsfull.php">Wai Art Awards Show</a>. Head on over and cast your vote for the peoples choice award! Carterton Exhibition Centre, Holloway Road, Carterton.<br /><br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-87620121885018825142011-04-01T16:56:00.002+13:002011-04-01T17:08:15.130+13:00Desk Top<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCkfsBWNbkPo8w7VPi9FL9_z5vW6zJnhj4FqVcaUKzekTl6PisVRpk8h_A2ik1OJ6ddLOKuW7bM6Oqiv9C7AYMAtWka_2YWc3lSHdl3ECb209qgPjdrlcd0HIuLTxp9vDgR80N9e_vpei/s1600/010411.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCkfsBWNbkPo8w7VPi9FL9_z5vW6zJnhj4FqVcaUKzekTl6PisVRpk8h_A2ik1OJ6ddLOKuW7bM6Oqiv9C7AYMAtWka_2YWc3lSHdl3ECb209qgPjdrlcd0HIuLTxp9vDgR80N9e_vpei/s400/010411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590459292515749090" border="0" /></a>A glimpse of just <span style="font-style: italic;">some</span> of the stuff covering my desk today. Those little blue bird earings have sparked some new creative ideas which I am excited about. More on that soon hopefully!<br /><br />The first of April arrived in a flash and so this morning I drew a name out of a hat (well, actually a bowl). I'll be sending out a little stash of wall paper samples to <a href="http://wiltonart.blogspot.com/">Dena of Wilton Art</a>. Yay Dena! <br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-84857554522002184582011-03-30T14:31:00.002+13:002011-03-30T14:50:30.204+13:00Autumn Light<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYQ-OdnKjrEOpfT5NZftViUMqLO_40cPLt5nl-YWKHw2WY5r2NOluYxrD7BWxQh0naFdtvBwORT31tVfhwdtunpQvEclhyphenhyphenyXHC0xE1M_IkE21hJyjnk_zGt1Lrj5UF-mfVGER8amikn78d/s1600/280311.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYQ-OdnKjrEOpfT5NZftViUMqLO_40cPLt5nl-YWKHw2WY5r2NOluYxrD7BWxQh0naFdtvBwORT31tVfhwdtunpQvEclhyphenhyphenyXHC0xE1M_IkE21hJyjnk_zGt1Lrj5UF-mfVGER8amikn78d/s400/280311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589680065819368946" border="0" /></a>The last remnants of summer are fading fast. I'm reluctant to let go, but I do love that beautiful autumn light.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDk0WZrRQtcSsrmro73yXL3UqK3fu_ZaNKEGF0xAH5-Sqi03-OPK9gRBb6B5hRJ4TG4lHHXSALMbnFb4PXvKhUz0Eu-h8OqUASUhL8PU7FafJbo6FUer8XeHvle8zh17RS5AqOPVcUFnuc/s1600/280311_2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDk0WZrRQtcSsrmro73yXL3UqK3fu_ZaNKEGF0xAH5-Sqi03-OPK9gRBb6B5hRJ4TG4lHHXSALMbnFb4PXvKhUz0Eu-h8OqUASUhL8PU7FafJbo6FUer8XeHvle8zh17RS5AqOPVcUFnuc/s400/280311_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589680070505914450" border="0" /></a>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-2104854044222480952011-03-22T10:06:00.006+13:002011-03-22T10:51:22.597+13:00Giveaway for you<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU-TtomKalTX1e7aL5w-Qp0EmWL_Zw_FNuWB-hQPwR3mlgmHHwJ1SPewgyX5oxkyCXJdbjoKyrapDXgCBonXlUg7Z5B3VIjpRTNFeUhpdLBTpJzcC8zOjDawEVk1jBbxWrB3DyYbmwXZn0/s1600/220311_3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU-TtomKalTX1e7aL5w-Qp0EmWL_Zw_FNuWB-hQPwR3mlgmHHwJ1SPewgyX5oxkyCXJdbjoKyrapDXgCBonXlUg7Z5B3VIjpRTNFeUhpdLBTpJzcC8zOjDawEVk1jBbxWrB3DyYbmwXZn0/s400/220311_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586643039957356658" border="0" /></a>This morning the hum of the city rises on still air and intrudes into my little sanctuary amongst the trees. All is green or grey out there. The trees, the hills; <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">mottled</span> verdantly. The city, harbour and sky; monochromatic through the drab light of dawn. I think its going to rain.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8wleK-_nuq8sXP99Tl3xFTgyt47DpJ7BYJmxgZyiNtLIF9-GEKfiVOQPwyGw8ri_tINgAYQJ-BlUKebzd6xcVEsJ0jK7dLiy1bas-5qtMpTHTlPFBkryfRPvTRH3j6g6CNVWGXFdngfxg/s1600/220311_2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8wleK-_nuq8sXP99Tl3xFTgyt47DpJ7BYJmxgZyiNtLIF9-GEKfiVOQPwyGw8ri_tINgAYQJ-BlUKebzd6xcVEsJ0jK7dLiy1bas-5qtMpTHTlPFBkryfRPvTRH3j6g6CNVWGXFdngfxg/s400/220311_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586642967929931650" border="0" /></a>A few days ago I was pondering all the exciting creative projects on the horizon ahead of me when all of a sudden a sense of overwhelm engulfed me. Followed <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">swiftly</span> by Artist Block.<br /><br />As I struggled against a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">composition</span> that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">wouldn't</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">arrange</span> itself pleasingly, I realised there was nothing to do but walk away. Just walk away and do something else. Busy myself with other things until my muse returns. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">I'm</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">learning</span> this is the best way and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">I'm</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">learning</span> to have faith that inspiration will return.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Happily, m</span>y creative spark is back quickly this time, inspired by two <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">fortuitous</span> finds in second-hand shops - some vintage embroidery patterns and some old patterned wall paper. Gold for a mixed media artist.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik-rgqE60E2E9Zaiux4RTk-1PtIRBN-WWNDThbkcpNhG5ulCCMm78MGv4J7lhWko9wys8cwTUgNmYrD4igc5ZfdU89W3jxnIQEwE316ZtC-SHfLPrEI5wjE_-0lDhXZx8tGUEWWHjmYCVf/s1600/220311_1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik-rgqE60E2E9Zaiux4RTk-1PtIRBN-WWNDThbkcpNhG5ulCCMm78MGv4J7lhWko9wys8cwTUgNmYrD4igc5ZfdU89W3jxnIQEwE316ZtC-SHfLPrEI5wjE_-0lDhXZx8tGUEWWHjmYCVf/s400/220311_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586643266583346802" border="0" /></a> Id like to share the creative <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">abundance</span> that I have been blessed with, so this is for you... I'm putting together a little pack of wallpaper samples to giveaway to one of this blogs followers. So if you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">haven't</span> already, click "Follow" over there on the right column and on the first of April I'll draw the name of someone who will receive a little gift in the mail. Spread the word on your blog, let me know you have in the comments below, and I'll throw your name in twice :)<br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-25592541325802391912011-03-17T09:51:00.002+13:002011-03-17T10:10:16.435+13:00South<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimFCVLy0ZVxHiqsOgoZOuGOBUVQqHtpiwgPiSzLtzeiVCYUyg5DqAqwGtLv8ymMs0-GFRO9Sx_bd8nSYSCmB69P8PpqZg3nt96r8-KrzpoXBRw-mSVvI3Ot8ams_A2NAK1umJ0ycuWNkAA/s1600/h2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimFCVLy0ZVxHiqsOgoZOuGOBUVQqHtpiwgPiSzLtzeiVCYUyg5DqAqwGtLv8ymMs0-GFRO9Sx_bd8nSYSCmB69P8PpqZg3nt96r8-KrzpoXBRw-mSVvI3Ot8ams_A2NAK1umJ0ycuWNkAA/s400/h2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584783623624581650" border="0" /></a> Sunday, I sailed back into Wellington. The end of my holiday south and also, it seems, the end of summer. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeAnVj5roDnBcdLQ8I5ejX3MjHHMfb41PgZ5nG-xLziDu2Ghj6Vkq9LgM7ky6otOk6kJlKKAvTZtic1YmiGyMAhdhyphenhypheni3QX5NG1iOA8Fe2QRbL_HDG9WqcuWeaanJxHVPBPfsNRiMDwBEVg/s1600/h3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeAnVj5roDnBcdLQ8I5ejX3MjHHMfb41PgZ5nG-xLziDu2Ghj6Vkq9LgM7ky6otOk6kJlKKAvTZtic1YmiGyMAhdhyphenhypheni3QX5NG1iOA8Fe2QRbL_HDG9WqcuWeaanJxHVPBPfsNRiMDwBEVg/s400/h3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584783625727244562" border="0" /></a>Two weeks, two weddings, two thousand kilometers, two cycle companions, two ferry rides, two plane trips, two lakes, two thousand photos...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW6UU8NJ1cNQ7qIOXjsPLLNF56HPGujMiCBFYYMiJfp6T7rXubEyihAz7YD47i8kXwQATjN9G9EJwCm9HEFaKJgCAdnomn6WGpcZgaLZXE3NfyRhUInPsJFgC30H9f6uf_lseKUwZyOWuO/s1600/h4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW6UU8NJ1cNQ7qIOXjsPLLNF56HPGujMiCBFYYMiJfp6T7rXubEyihAz7YD47i8kXwQATjN9G9EJwCm9HEFaKJgCAdnomn6WGpcZgaLZXE3NfyRhUInPsJFgC30H9f6uf_lseKUwZyOWuO/s400/h4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584783632931112850" border="0" /></a>First stop;<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Rotoiti_%28Tasman%29"> lake Rotoiti</a> where we camped, swam & walked.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSY41c-0w0k8Kd1khQojSDmre_abdh0qKcv_WTA4Thi-jiuZcC3lqdJcGbG0SWmUjMO29oO3vvarB2CRB-MIQTfUSLcd3vcFeeyfpKykruZXjuNgldjysgiKsb1B2FhbPMRxPYox2fcooL/s1600/h1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSY41c-0w0k8Kd1khQojSDmre_abdh0qKcv_WTA4Thi-jiuZcC3lqdJcGbG0SWmUjMO29oO3vvarB2CRB-MIQTfUSLcd3vcFeeyfpKykruZXjuNgldjysgiKsb1B2FhbPMRxPYox2fcooL/s400/h1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584783624240918050" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-5762502763763469082011-02-24T09:41:00.002+13:002011-02-24T10:06:53.599+13:00Tea in the Library<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeptUFHjagh513FH0tbyBzE6u1Bjuk8BFZNHzVFsvoNGDQ6b3MGthoLBfkJZ1VQBXKtOzl_Cak2AQJ3zYxkvYM21BlZW6ASQB7xJMTCSyGRorsVxqR-Ia1NZrRI8UiaGzWtkVpocmvDKgF/s1600/210211.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeptUFHjagh513FH0tbyBzE6u1Bjuk8BFZNHzVFsvoNGDQ6b3MGthoLBfkJZ1VQBXKtOzl_Cak2AQJ3zYxkvYM21BlZW6ASQB7xJMTCSyGRorsVxqR-Ia1NZrRI8UiaGzWtkVpocmvDKgF/s400/210211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576988085216856018" border="0" /></a><br />From my spot up here on the hill I have been watching the cruise ships come and go from the harbour. They glide in on the calm summer water like reposeful cows strolling to the milking shed, and then not long later they leave again just as serenely. The sky has been blue for days on end and I am soaking in this summer warmth. <br /><br />My thoughts have been where most every New Zealanders thoughts are directed right now, with the people of Christchurch. I am so grateful all of my family there survived the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BfcWraeZvcw">terrible earthquake.</a> <br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tea in the Library</span> is heading off to <a href="http://www.artbay.co.nz/index.html">Artbay Gallery</a> today along with a few other pieces. </div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-4516696164348041342011-02-18T16:38:00.002+13:002011-02-18T16:54:43.407+13:00Death<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieK0KsEyAMhFGBT96j8u49fuiBMnjC36L3_MR4ZZwVfXc5X5VjJ9vSFR2aREzc7041NFH7_rdXxRMZ0kf3EK7oicEqd_M-O9D1UhN_VlUPzrLa7By6ec7G4CcNj8Ly4xJhqMIxf8Y8SiLb/s1600/180211.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieK0KsEyAMhFGBT96j8u49fuiBMnjC36L3_MR4ZZwVfXc5X5VjJ9vSFR2aREzc7041NFH7_rdXxRMZ0kf3EK7oicEqd_M-O9D1UhN_VlUPzrLa7By6ec7G4CcNj8Ly4xJhqMIxf8Y8SiLb/s400/180211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574869149069294258" border="0" /></a>Even in the midst of summer, death is all around. Ive been noticing nature's cycles a lot lately as I work in the garden. The abundance of cicadas are providing a great feast for the birds. I felt sorry for them, those poor defenseless bugs, but then I realised; Id feel sorry for the birds if they couldn't eat. Everything is connected. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilB7KNIzggkkiLYLmTQ50aoFnVV3HS4baBqWn_4WYQ0JlcydiK1Ve7tJUklS2YxfwMn6S1ux9yn0Y6p21e-DNpvCXJ3NHXUsDfqsBU7F0zsX5iXU-N3AdaSuw5bM_MBf83gLwJO5iV3jKB/s1600/180211_b.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilB7KNIzggkkiLYLmTQ50aoFnVV3HS4baBqWn_4WYQ0JlcydiK1Ve7tJUklS2YxfwMn6S1ux9yn0Y6p21e-DNpvCXJ3NHXUsDfqsBU7F0zsX5iXU-N3AdaSuw5bM_MBf83gLwJO5iV3jKB/s400/180211_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574869155759200226" border="0" /></a>I discovered this butterfly a few days ago and carefully carried him home to add to my collection of curiosities.<br /><br />For those of you who entered my<a href="http://artylovely.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-world-one-heart-giveaway.html"> giveaway</a>, thank you! We have a winner and her name is Theresa of <a href="http://faeriemooncreations.blogspot.com/">Faerie Moon Creations. </a>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-14615208449892699352011-02-15T17:36:00.008+13:002011-02-16T11:21:11.239+13:00Memories and Museums<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8SR61KEfwOWZhO71REl3tdTmu8WpFuVNkbTWRcXrNUrSChy2RoxouTjAQRH6iRORfjECqSbo9GP0w0Fx2RFxwR_OTGm4BGnnWq39OUZjliIbgBm1m6pywYOK2v6-1466DFGxqX-Xx1Sxa/s1600/150211.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8SR61KEfwOWZhO71REl3tdTmu8WpFuVNkbTWRcXrNUrSChy2RoxouTjAQRH6iRORfjECqSbo9GP0w0Fx2RFxwR_OTGm4BGnnWq39OUZjliIbgBm1m6pywYOK2v6-1466DFGxqX-Xx1Sxa/s400/150211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573770903231280722" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;">Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us. ~ Oscar Wilde, <span style="font-style: italic;">The Importance of Being Earnest<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMpXrCWoIKi6A8A21ex2Kc3bSTd1i7L8637ZzecdudO_jft-Dty0mn1iNQXHdDnrWzbIulw04g9qyppWf_dP2NpcQTdfG1ZolEmtRthIpCFsUb5H6XhQMdMAFGTF10w6gMzBFoYyJyjq0S/s1600/150211_2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMpXrCWoIKi6A8A21ex2Kc3bSTd1i7L8637ZzecdudO_jft-Dty0mn1iNQXHdDnrWzbIulw04g9qyppWf_dP2NpcQTdfG1ZolEmtRthIpCFsUb5H6XhQMdMAFGTF10w6gMzBFoYyJyjq0S/s400/150211_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573770907176097666" border="0" /></a></span>I'm so full of inspiration lately since I started delving into some of the topics on <a href="http://artylovely.blogspot.com/2010/12/collecting-inspiration.html">my list</a>.<br /><br />I've just started reading <a href="http://www.britishmuseum.org/the_museum/museum_in_london/london_exhibition_archive/archive_museum_of_the_mind.aspx">The Museum of the Mind. </a>It's going to spark a whole lot of new creative ideas, I can tell. <br /><br />I'm reading it with a pencil in hand so I can underline all the parts that resonate with my art making. <br /></span><span><span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"><br />Some more interesting things Ive discovered lately...<br /><br /><a href="https://catbirdnyc.com/shop/product.php?productid=17199&cat=105&page=1">These bottled butterfly necklaces</a><br />The <a href="http://www.uncontactedtribes.org/brazilfootage">Uncontacted Tribes</a>, this gave me goose bumps.<br />The art of <a href="http://www.madelinevonfoerster.com/invasive2.htm">Madeline von Foerster</a></span></span>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-64890368077461421332011-02-10T11:14:00.004+13:002011-02-10T11:44:24.298+13:00Untitled<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjNAFEjBEZRAw-u37Wgz-6bIH9sM097pZ7SUQCafAR4e-NbIpvv7P6f_ksyfwjlUbDZDaCx8T_CFPkfEzLTRBwbjlwCjIcFe8EqItC3-FjQ23QQ6P9qpw-1CiRT3QCz5VnOKE24iXZBTvb/s1600/080211.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjNAFEjBEZRAw-u37Wgz-6bIH9sM097pZ7SUQCafAR4e-NbIpvv7P6f_ksyfwjlUbDZDaCx8T_CFPkfEzLTRBwbjlwCjIcFe8EqItC3-FjQ23QQ6P9qpw-1CiRT3QCz5VnOKE24iXZBTvb/s400/080211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571816936552789202" border="0" /></a>Finished! Now I need a cup of tea myself.<br /><br />Yesterday I spent the day photographing tea cups and today I am beginning preparations for a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">tea party</span>. Am I addicted to tea, I wonder?<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Today's</span> task; <a href="http://www.nzgirl.co.nz/know/7269/">honey rice bubble cakes (scroll down for the recipe)</a>. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">I'm</span> not sure these are traditionally served at afternoon teas, but when I was reminded of them by <a href="http://donnasteel.co.nz/">Donna </a>and <a href="http://www.freewebs.com/artbycee/">Christine</a>, well I knew I would have to make them, you know, for old times sake.<br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-85088323818129233952011-01-31T08:26:00.006+13:002011-01-31T09:48:49.616+13:00One world, one heart, giveaway!<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20%20http://awhimsicalbohemian.typepad.com/a_whimsical_bohemian/2010/12/annoucning-the-fifth-and-final-one-world-one-heart-event-.html/?action=view&current=logo2011small.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v129/Love2/logo2011small.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjjEmZQVd3p3pvgyqw-tBj4fFOKaQXK9dUKqlIrReZ9ynLv9rnzY4xypAnXDm3kO3Ay1eFnefrwe1t6R29T-MVaIaypQwqDuX9mfcQQy9E-n9KRTZ2GK8XcpVgOL3SoAcBmsG-8sBNcPCQ/s1600/310111_c.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjjEmZQVd3p3pvgyqw-tBj4fFOKaQXK9dUKqlIrReZ9ynLv9rnzY4xypAnXDm3kO3Ay1eFnefrwe1t6R29T-MVaIaypQwqDuX9mfcQQy9E-n9KRTZ2GK8XcpVgOL3SoAcBmsG-8sBNcPCQ/s400/310111_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568067080382740194" border="0" /></a>Imagine a room of ladies, piles of cakes and plenty of tea. Sweet little sandwiches on sweet little plates and tea sipped from delicate china cups. I spent the afternoon recently at such a party, when my talented friend Sarah set about baking and making tea for a few lucky friends.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOFH7SndHYLCY_9BQoTBk8td2WLoQ1g4WYF2yOU4zGELsvnwdnA87px6z6COb-zSI_poilL-MelcHHQBpBPrm9VSV1f-SmwgSbtY1f6XvGtg1hm4UDdd-H62bOD5j9jaLa7oGy6_KjNzVd/s1600/310111_b.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOFH7SndHYLCY_9BQoTBk8td2WLoQ1g4WYF2yOU4zGELsvnwdnA87px6z6COb-zSI_poilL-MelcHHQBpBPrm9VSV1f-SmwgSbtY1f6XvGtg1hm4UDdd-H62bOD5j9jaLa7oGy6_KjNzVd/s400/310111_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568067077205356034" border="0" /></a>It was so much fun Ive decided that the <a href="http://awhimsicalbohemian.typepad.com/a_whimsical_bohemian/2010/12/annoucning-the-fifth-and-final-one-world-one-heart-event-.html">One World One Heart event</a> would be the perfect time to host another tea party. So, come on in and make yourself at home. Pull up a chair. Have a cup cake, or perhaps you'd prefer a meringue? Tea? Now, have we met before? I'm Veronica. I'm a dreamer, a gardener, a baker, a sewer, a sometimes bicycle rider, but most of all, in my heart, an Artist. Its what makes my heart sing and what I want to spend more time doing. This little blog of mine is a chronicle of my creative adventures with a bit of other stuff thrown in the mix for good measure. Nice to meet you.<br /><br />Now, some of you may be wondering, what is <a href="http://awhimsicalbohemian.typepad.com/a_whimsical_bohemian/2010/12/annoucning-the-fifth-and-final-one-world-one-heart-event-.html">OWOH</a>? Well, its a blogging event with the purpose of 'meeting' some fellow bloggers, kindred spirits and like minded souls, fellow artists, writers, photographers... the list goes on. Its a great way of finding some new and inspiring blogs to read, there are so many talented folks out there doing there creative thing and <a href="http://awhimsicalbohemian.typepad.com/a_whimsical_bohemian/2010/12/annoucning-the-fifth-and-final-one-world-one-heart-event-.html">OWOH</a> brings them all together. You can read more about it over on <a href="http://awhimsicalbohemian.typepad.com/a_whimsical_bohemian/">Lisa's</a> blog.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkzeoV140Wm-BA7v5flgnD-HT4eO5zbdcTCdiecjPECcEvE5DuqNzBLVFpzqGDdhAPD8jbw1qwDgBiP2JciYAjMg0mlNUAunpXza6Y7hHNSzpDGOxiVF-KylMb97OcrEjjhF3mLJMjMme4/s1600/310111.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkzeoV140Wm-BA7v5flgnD-HT4eO5zbdcTCdiecjPECcEvE5DuqNzBLVFpzqGDdhAPD8jbw1qwDgBiP2JciYAjMg0mlNUAunpXza6Y7hHNSzpDGOxiVF-KylMb97OcrEjjhF3mLJMjMme4/s400/310111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568067073550178978" border="0" /></a>So, thank you for your fine company, so glad you came by. Leave a comment letting me know you dropped in and on the 17th of Feb I will draw the name of one lucky visitor who will receive one of my little Art Block Prints as a 'door prize' Since its a tea party, it seems appropriate to offer you one of my teacup prints. Its a wee 4x4 inch print of one of my original mixed media artworks, mounted on a chunky canvas block. Perfect to sit on a shelf or hang on the wall.<br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com215tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-60095484875452398222011-01-27T09:09:00.003+13:002011-01-27T09:16:05.088+13:00Glimpses of her<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoh20EKbl3hYXT8ZOSi44nWMfPOxB8EdtPCYGIvBg2c9EMCvYNI3HRD7-LY2Vo14VByY0nJe2xbfFUQeA0bwR6vCFmhd2RJFaUc4Bi626xe7eRY7wV6ZG-0gxFrUKnABhtVoJcErw8ZaDb/s1600/260111.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoh20EKbl3hYXT8ZOSi44nWMfPOxB8EdtPCYGIvBg2c9EMCvYNI3HRD7-LY2Vo14VByY0nJe2xbfFUQeA0bwR6vCFmhd2RJFaUc4Bi626xe7eRY7wV6ZG-0gxFrUKnABhtVoJcErw8ZaDb/s400/260111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566589753291713746" border="0" /></a>Ive been working on this piece for so long now it seems. She evolves in stages and each time i set my paintbrush down I never know if she is finished or not. Until, hours later, I hear her calling to me again,<span style="font-style: italic;"> just a little more paint over there, that part should be darker</span>, or some other bit of useful advice. Her voice is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">becoming</span> less urgent now, quieter, and I sense she is nearly ready.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK_z76QoZslNATIbmHaF3Yu-oxbpzAJSFyi1LzihYfkE47aUQl1Fx67z_BsjvkkPJP3XWxWO78a1z04HA_BuqQpzM1_w-nG4Erle7sobij-Xu8QADVSd31SrDVHutFD-xqzp5q309mWkNQ/s1600/260111_b.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK_z76QoZslNATIbmHaF3Yu-oxbpzAJSFyi1LzihYfkE47aUQl1Fx67z_BsjvkkPJP3XWxWO78a1z04HA_BuqQpzM1_w-nG4Erle7sobij-Xu8QADVSd31SrDVHutFD-xqzp5q309mWkNQ/s400/260111_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566589757667085506" border="0" /></a>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-2838087753538926902011-01-26T08:53:00.003+13:002011-01-26T09:28:08.802+13:00Roses<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLJG-gk4UShFv_8YYL8ZlZH2xOFpqWx42zzWY3ZZjFGpY1uyB09gblD9vL02G7DsEwXVt_DDjgCjrogHjhiZzOLuyVMd4YZ6MlmrhG6CnbZefIk2DnfCLjbAaFGulpPdiXJGxYKfGD4sDR/s1600/210111.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLJG-gk4UShFv_8YYL8ZlZH2xOFpqWx42zzWY3ZZjFGpY1uyB09gblD9vL02G7DsEwXVt_DDjgCjrogHjhiZzOLuyVMd4YZ6MlmrhG6CnbZefIk2DnfCLjbAaFGulpPdiXJGxYKfGD4sDR/s400/210111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566214766773839410" border="0" /></a>My first post of the year comes a little late in the season, but thats just the way it is in summer isnt it? <br /><br />Lately these summery days have been filled with roses. Roses on<a href="http://artylovely.blogspot.com/2010/11/photoshoot.html"> teacups</a>, roses in <a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/3822866296.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg">books</a>, and now, these lovely, vintage rose prints. Im not sure what I'll do with them yet, but when I found them I knew they had to come home with me. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1LAjRU933Uwq-TrrXhAUVU9zkUnqwcSUMYS_7S8rIR6jZeJtugIZuWlVWnZ7IkBkh4MeCb47SeEnlOCp_CqpAcJ9aSKioBjyPvRB-u9lri192TOafTfKBzy_7Ddzaw6PrPeoewTDFTvjy/s1600/210111_b.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1LAjRU933Uwq-TrrXhAUVU9zkUnqwcSUMYS_7S8rIR6jZeJtugIZuWlVWnZ7IkBkh4MeCb47SeEnlOCp_CqpAcJ9aSKioBjyPvRB-u9lri192TOafTfKBzy_7Ddzaw6PrPeoewTDFTvjy/s400/210111_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566214771423648514" border="0" 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mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]--> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">There’s a soft hum entering through the open windows.<span style=""> </span>Down the hill there, nestled at the water’s edge, the city slowly wakes.<span style=""> </span>Its voice rises up on a gentle mist to greet me.<span style=""> </span>I can look down on the city from here and see that today it is all awash with silver and white.<span style=""> </span>Light, not snow.<span style=""> </span>A summer mist.<span style=""> </span>Not a breath of wind.<span style=""> </span>The sunshine, shrouded, waits.<span style=""> </span></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7I4YYpYYeEU10S3SYIu9lcWuYbtfvAysZsZR6-TGPFh4SBJKDFg9IVniWuskPF7WOpRP3nfpoO4i1xd7FG8T05-Co4x-wslEksJkey4rMPfihTSto4jr2cCrxK_dQVSpQ8CgJxEcxCYq/s1600/161210.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7I4YYpYYeEU10S3SYIu9lcWuYbtfvAysZsZR6-TGPFh4SBJKDFg9IVniWuskPF7WOpRP3nfpoO4i1xd7FG8T05-Co4x-wslEksJkey4rMPfihTSto4jr2cCrxK_dQVSpQ8CgJxEcxCYq/s400/161210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551074618268892642" border="0" /></a></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Inspiration.<span style=""> </span>Where does it come from and where does it go?<span style=""> </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">As I began to ponder this question a few weeks ago my own inspiration slipped away.<span style=""> </span><span style=""> </span>How curious.<span style=""> </span>Perhaps this is not something that should be questioned?<span style=""> </span>Considering inspiration and ideas has led me down some twisting, endless paths lately.<span style=""> </span>I’ve only just begun to take the first steps on all their diverging trails.<span style=""> </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">I like to think that, so far, I have the beginning sketch for a map that I will eventually be able to fill in in detail.</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"> A few marker points on my map so far…</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><b style="">Art</b></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Other Artists and their Art</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Nature as Artist/Designer/Creative force</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Botanical Illustrations</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><b style="">Memory </b></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Memory as history</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Objects as memory / mnemonic objects</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Inscriptions (on books and other objects)</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Peoples personal stories</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">My stories</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><b style="">The traditions of discovering/recording/sharing knowledge and how it eventually becomes history</b></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Cabinets of curiosities</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Collections (public/museums and private)</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Methods of display and labelling of collections of objects (compartments, boxes, labels, files -A container for everything)</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Books (especially about nature, or novels)</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Maps</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Botanical Drawings</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Letters (inc postcards and other communication)</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Archaeology (lost or buried treasure or everyday items)</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Myths</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><b style="">Knowledge</b></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">My research/learning about particular stories or objects</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">My research/learning about Memory/ Collections/ History etc</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Caravan Children</span> captured my imagination years and years ago. I read and re-read this copy from my mothers childhood many times. Through out the story one of its characters secretly undertakes to make a 'museum' to record their caravan holiday. I think my love for objects as memory keepers must have begun in the final paragraphs of this book.<br /><blockquote><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">"And sometimes aterwards in the dark winter evenings the childern would ask Peter if they could look at his museum; and he would open his box and take out all the things he had collected. Then they would examine everything all over again and talk of the wonderful times they had had. They would look at the cloudy water in the little bottle and remember how deep and fast the water had rushed along the flooded river bed; and they would touch the piece of burned wood and remember how bright were the flames of fire at Melbury Farm. Then they would shut up the box and put it away, and hope very much that when the summer days came again they would be able to harness Dobbin the horse to the green and yellow caravan and drive away once more in search of adventures."</div></blockquote>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-6744111316504401422010-11-17T10:51:00.007+13:002010-11-17T14:08:44.080+13:00The Source of Ideas and Inspiration<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxzSSjAxQC_AvSJH1FgLB9s7-qwQPdbKIZ1tLXWP5l_rCkU_pyUmJFo4GJs-KT5eG5M5Bv47i3W24aR_btjIxktHPttb5-eZIwqc2sV0ip1Hu0JAbHXooUzpQ231-Yrm6QBiuSzen5UWOG/s1600/fb2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 343px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxzSSjAxQC_AvSJH1FgLB9s7-qwQPdbKIZ1tLXWP5l_rCkU_pyUmJFo4GJs-KT5eG5M5Bv47i3W24aR_btjIxktHPttb5-eZIwqc2sV0ip1Hu0JAbHXooUzpQ231-Yrm6QBiuSzen5UWOG/s400/fb2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540316154056498706" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Lately Ive been thinking about ideas and inspiration. Does inspiration create ideas, or do ideas create inspiration? It seems they are intrinsically linked, each feeding into the other in a perpetual cycle.<br /><br />I've been wondering - where do my ideas come from? What exactly is my inspiration? How can I best use my ideas and inspiration to expand my creativity?<br /><br />I think I'll <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">assign</span> myself a little exercise of naming my sources of inspiration and ideas as a way of understanding my creative process better. Once Ive done that I think I will be able to make use of my inspiration more effectively and direct the energy of it into my art with more intention. Thats the goal anyway!<br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-13534416775262778372010-11-10T16:36:00.005+13:002010-11-10T16:43:49.157+13:00Cutlery for Christmas<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb5iZLeIomEqYR_2HEEzPY3UhyX0wvKQlJkj4yS8kwwqHs9bYtYDr-Hy-J-YirS7aHS5jr_J60HORJIn4PnpVmbgeuhwNRTYVtpMNJ4k9DI9zm6tSUXcQvSxdH4xsoZhNT5Wsa0IEznsoH/s1600/101110.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb5iZLeIomEqYR_2HEEzPY3UhyX0wvKQlJkj4yS8kwwqHs9bYtYDr-Hy-J-YirS7aHS5jr_J60HORJIn4PnpVmbgeuhwNRTYVtpMNJ4k9DI9zm6tSUXcQvSxdH4xsoZhNT5Wsa0IEznsoH/s400/101110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537761189868994754" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Detail of work in progress.<br /></span></div><br />Ive just about completed three new pieces for the <a href="http://www.nzartguild.co.nz/">NZ Art Guild</a> Xmas show.Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-58528072336171130152010-11-09T16:26:00.004+13:002010-11-09T16:55:23.846+13:00PhotoshootThe harbour, flat, blue and bright looks like summer today. A few little yachts drift aimlessly out across the water. They're directed only by a little wind and the ocean's whim I think. Their sailors much surely be reading a good book or snoozing on the deck. At least that's what I would be doing if it were me out there.<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKKgtaIJ44hypYEB26M_nhZw00XXcWlKVbLxkucdFN9aklLVvuHw-Z7LVMz7UCTYqWNO_Z586cA2vcFKgB7CA8cUJywrEeKoOk2gjnjq4ERqLWmrBoh-XasWQgMPy46haPRQmv5lJbXee4/s1600/091110.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKKgtaIJ44hypYEB26M_nhZw00XXcWlKVbLxkucdFN9aklLVvuHw-Z7LVMz7UCTYqWNO_Z586cA2vcFKgB7CA8cUJywrEeKoOk2gjnjq4ERqLWmrBoh-XasWQgMPy46haPRQmv5lJbXee4/s400/091110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537386248712150242" border="0" /></a>I photographed my lovely (patient!) sister piled up with books and teacups today. Luckily she has an exceptional sense of balance.<br /><br />My intention is to produce a small series like this.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTtXeaYDJFNh1IYD__nCUintgQAkNz28JXB_2aLk6a6GGMXmwPFOWZ8W5OynRZUgWlQo2mfqHgG84Ekaq3755rIPD6ceImQu5h2r4oBoklYNZ0j85V7v20YlbIYDrIufDJo3lvOCb19K9C/s1600/4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 360px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTtXeaYDJFNh1IYD__nCUintgQAkNz28JXB_2aLk6a6GGMXmwPFOWZ8W5OynRZUgWlQo2mfqHgG84Ekaq3755rIPD6ceImQu5h2r4oBoklYNZ0j85V7v20YlbIYDrIufDJo3lvOCb19K9C/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537392766797958850" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-77067716515794438732010-10-29T09:42:00.002+13:002010-10-29T10:22:58.031+13:00Birds<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh-vmo0E6Rt08e7ZAkVXFNFoA2SgbPSrKJnDDe9AGyRDu92FzXkEWmiBjEi_tYUwWWp7q8hlXlPZv5XyXR5io_zSC4XLTco-1gKHcN7BIfYVoA1x7x67uMn6XKesOqc-3SwFAN3LDUsdbO/s1600/291010_2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh-vmo0E6Rt08e7ZAkVXFNFoA2SgbPSrKJnDDe9AGyRDu92FzXkEWmiBjEi_tYUwWWp7q8hlXlPZv5XyXR5io_zSC4XLTco-1gKHcN7BIfYVoA1x7x67uMn6XKesOqc-3SwFAN3LDUsdbO/s400/291010_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533200350687669410" border="0" /></a>Weather close and sultry. I discovered a most carefully hidden robins nest today in a marshy spinney in Elmdon Park. I was stooping down to gather some cowslips when a robin fled out over my hand from under the roots of an Alder tree growing close beside me. It was quite a small tree, supported by four strong roots which held it up clear of the ground, forming an archway. In this cavity, right under the centre of the tree was placed the nest which contained five eggs. The crab apple trees and bushes are looking very beautiful now, covered with pink blossom and crimson buds. <br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Edith Holden, 7th of May 1906.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrDyQpa7WBQEy6ARmb_OVoVaVDPlwnyHkqH0FnMTK01oXt5MK-cfHOUfsP_Y3T_yAXfhLlnktCdeQAgFhbanONZ4GVLbJgmTDlOw1PCS0paEsS3xcgU9IU90MJtGMQlTXsQCaVMRE4e9rf/s1600/291010_1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrDyQpa7WBQEy6ARmb_OVoVaVDPlwnyHkqH0FnMTK01oXt5MK-cfHOUfsP_Y3T_yAXfhLlnktCdeQAgFhbanONZ4GVLbJgmTDlOw1PCS0paEsS3xcgU9IU90MJtGMQlTXsQCaVMRE4e9rf/s400/291010_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533200349782068338" border="0" /></a>Ive been reading <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edith_Holden">The Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady</a>. I bought it at the book fair simply for its sweet illustrations, but somehow Edith's rambles through the English country side have drawn me in. <br /><br />One hundred and four years later, some things still remain unchanged. Thankfully. Last weekend I watched a Thrush tending her nest. Her home was not so well hidden, placed in a bush right by the house. She watched our comings and goings with alert bright eyes and all the while tended her young ones, bringing them food and keeping them warm and safe. <br /><br />The apple tree is in bloom and a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZxPid7VxTA4">Korimako</a> spent some time dining from its blossom. <br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-37181772867188739722010-10-21T10:22:00.003+13:002010-10-21T11:00:32.029+13:00Still Spring<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwKZfqpJFNmkF80rPLGxxsZKyeKC-sy7n5_5L7g2jeNykR_PFiOykzZZQgPXxfu96MAM9stdr0Vk-_B_7tU7GQYAyqb3DGoc2Bhs9R4LE6-wjXAQNx07XEMTvUWIwmM22vrfYatGiTJD9l/s1600/211010_1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwKZfqpJFNmkF80rPLGxxsZKyeKC-sy7n5_5L7g2jeNykR_PFiOykzZZQgPXxfu96MAM9stdr0Vk-_B_7tU7GQYAyqb3DGoc2Bhs9R4LE6-wjXAQNx07XEMTvUWIwmM22vrfYatGiTJD9l/s400/211010_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530241848390474098" border="0" /></a>The thing with spring is that it lingers. On and on. It promises so much and then it makes you wait.<br /><br />I am ready for summer. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">I'm</span> longing for sunshine that carries on day after day. This relentless teasing is testing my patience, it really is. One days sunshine for two days grey. <br /><br />I am trying to hold yesterday's sunshine in my mind. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQk6OWpsfryBz2SqTi_8fgco44rPNDo0VJ7FbAgBFM5cmqUkFdz-TVig2T22Tbd9VwWCecacDzmoa3gN0XN7sQKK1lwuV-e-BV1KrnqzSQ3l0WvxLQIAzC1EftAVdPyW8PBWukkDPPHeQ4/s1600/211010_2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQk6OWpsfryBz2SqTi_8fgco44rPNDo0VJ7FbAgBFM5cmqUkFdz-TVig2T22Tbd9VwWCecacDzmoa3gN0XN7sQKK1lwuV-e-BV1KrnqzSQ3l0WvxLQIAzC1EftAVdPyW8PBWukkDPPHeQ4/s400/211010_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530246809386561106" border="0" /></a>Towards the end of the long, long path leading to the house a tree has <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">erupted</span> into bloom. Its laden branches stretch over the walkway. As I leave or return home, I walk gazing upwards through the clouds of pink feathery candyfloss. Beautiful.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY8eATdS6EUzyrSaX82dZdAxEwV3mWIBE-hdOXdYSrWNoc0EUQ0TE8eY_dzVMPvoNfpxPVEJSPZpF_1LUOI43Ev7L41G6QXhansXTZ1JJs7Wa2HOk8nwPlKAj0r79G43mD3Ec2x38o4swW/s1600/211010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY8eATdS6EUzyrSaX82dZdAxEwV3mWIBE-hdOXdYSrWNoc0EUQ0TE8eY_dzVMPvoNfpxPVEJSPZpF_1LUOI43Ev7L41G6QXhansXTZ1JJs7Wa2HOk8nwPlKAj0r79G43mD3Ec2x38o4swW/s400/211010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530241835740075810" border="0" /></a>Photos inspired by <a href="http://songsoflight.typepad.com/songs_of_light/">Kerri</a> who cant walk past a tree with out stopping to marvel at its beauty. <br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-73529607161531008022010-10-07T12:32:00.004+13:002010-10-07T13:02:26.430+13:00Fielder's Sponge<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb8mD54xTmN6utIZ3SddxDBt5SqnUAVb_kafVUO5uz8Qgw1hCtbiCOgpmsaqXWayIS4eq3-89Z8AUa-s-0NulTmoQDFZQb1f2atF0S5F1qTMHVAPpFkJkR4-CiFAp6jkhtOB-Pf9rvAzI0/s1600/071010_b.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb8mD54xTmN6utIZ3SddxDBt5SqnUAVb_kafVUO5uz8Qgw1hCtbiCOgpmsaqXWayIS4eq3-89Z8AUa-s-0NulTmoQDFZQb1f2atF0S5F1qTMHVAPpFkJkR4-CiFAp6jkhtOB-Pf9rvAzI0/s400/071010_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525080615929283106" border="0" /></a> The <span style="font-style: italic;">Self Help Cookery Book, New and improved edition, (1939) </span>is a treasure trove of recipes and household hints.<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />The copy I have is fragile, its pages loose, some covered in flour or cocoa. Between its worn pages someone once tucked a recipe, carefully written on a small scrap of paper. I found this little artifact and have given it a new lease of life in my art work.<br /><br />I haven't tried the recipe, but let me know if you do! Here it is, copied exactly as it was written all those years ago.<br /></div><br />Fielder's Sponge<br /><br />3 Eggs, 2 1/2 oz cornflour<br />1 teaspoon Baking Powder,<br />4 Tablesp Sugar, 1 dessert Flour,<br />Beat whites of eggs till<br />stiff add yolks, add sugar<br />gradually, Beat till stiff<br />& sugar dissolved. Bake<br />8" sandwich tins<br />15 minutes<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg5xKwZZ6nbKuW5wgQ7MRuy5cbyIKG33FzkD6_lFQP55x17yQGriHZwQ3ddi92ymdqlEg9QWiCmMfAK0NPySnrVleXsngZbf3ISuR-us8srrO_3V_OCk-fs8RuquLE2lmwUcVVnFALuDni/s1600/071010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg5xKwZZ6nbKuW5wgQ7MRuy5cbyIKG33FzkD6_lFQP55x17yQGriHZwQ3ddi92ymdqlEg9QWiCmMfAK0NPySnrVleXsngZbf3ISuR-us8srrO_3V_OCk-fs8RuquLE2lmwUcVVnFALuDni/s400/071010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525080610266211634" border="0" /></a>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-40542020517636898182010-10-05T14:52:00.003+13:002010-10-05T14:59:36.370+13:00W. I. P.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF9DQGtIQpFJMsuM_Z_t_dbr4G3Jo1r1QS-8yuByBJhtKGFh3Ot42qp8-BCK4j0pTmFore5uqbmWa64hH1ti82L-ssX7NeU_5PhxVik6grzI52OU7eXaCym6MVlUwnIPDCJkTSm-uHgPYT/s1600/051010_b.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF9DQGtIQpFJMsuM_Z_t_dbr4G3Jo1r1QS-8yuByBJhtKGFh3Ot42qp8-BCK4j0pTmFore5uqbmWa64hH1ti82L-ssX7NeU_5PhxVik6grzI52OU7eXaCym6MVlUwnIPDCJkTSm-uHgPYT/s400/051010_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524375502772717602" border="0" /></a>Work in progress...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4jwE4OeKFCeNnWT1ewVpxKD1Ulnh4Pb_PEshRpacz__MkaYsQufPDOnYzftEJBURzzgwY6C5dLaTvQWq95E6h2vX2ZrNd4oQyIM6EpGSLHsACahT9sdKGAKrPiSpzbGrXJFFcn63988iP/s1600/051010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4jwE4OeKFCeNnWT1ewVpxKD1Ulnh4Pb_PEshRpacz__MkaYsQufPDOnYzftEJBURzzgwY6C5dLaTvQWq95E6h2vX2ZrNd4oQyIM6EpGSLHsACahT9sdKGAKrPiSpzbGrXJFFcn63988iP/s400/051010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524375505555184562" border="0" /></a>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-85886629017393240192010-10-04T09:47:00.003+13:002010-10-04T10:12:45.117+13:00Flowering Trees<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCdNv2rKTEGZqKkIyg4YQtOFsZAhfDSVDcAikPZNiGf_9r_zpSZrZLQuJ1RI1wrflnA014lmIDBfl0EWDLwDgYgoxu8VYpfgFSkcz1NibM4uo4qBRGChqnsB-iWltdT4n0fKvBR4l5Ab20/s1600/041010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCdNv2rKTEGZqKkIyg4YQtOFsZAhfDSVDcAikPZNiGf_9r_zpSZrZLQuJ1RI1wrflnA014lmIDBfl0EWDLwDgYgoxu8VYpfgFSkcz1NibM4uo4qBRGChqnsB-iWltdT4n0fKvBR4l5Ab20/s400/041010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523924394801323170" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://inetgardens.com/clianthus-culture.htm">Flowering Kaka Beak </a></span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Spring invades every branch and twig now. New shoots and blooms are everywhere and each day more <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">tender</span> yellow leaves unfurl on the giant Oak tree. <br /><br />Nature's creativity is infectious and I cant help but be inspired. <br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEtphWUyfHz6tmpt5-HqOMxoDJJfXO8tnJXWLWJeilwEL4U8IaVrmXWU_1SO_dMAmKHdIQCsD6bWplBTnudi57kjU069DvImj0rF5AG31BaXWdUme1S39WTfUm1h22BDhDYE7hJpQu9Xdc/s1600/041010_b.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEtphWUyfHz6tmpt5-HqOMxoDJJfXO8tnJXWLWJeilwEL4U8IaVrmXWU_1SO_dMAmKHdIQCsD6bWplBTnudi57kjU069DvImj0rF5AG31BaXWdUme1S39WTfUm1h22BDhDYE7hJpQu9Xdc/s400/041010_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523924399031044210" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">An unidentified tree with flowers that look and smell like <a href="http://reference.findtarget.com/search/Weinmannia%20racemosa/">Kamahi,</a><br />but leaves that are smooth edged, not saw toothed. </span><br /></div></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-86029723655533718092010-09-28T09:51:00.003+13:002010-09-28T10:29:06.312+13:00Tear and Paste<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8iL3D88qAD4NrAt-Juze011n98hWPFTf4vJoSK42dB-eeRWnHF50iLv8CZIjcri72GcoxqC5RvWFPfECRa8UT1zEe2I7y5WiKlALgSyjVgXCBn3C48uxENDtVKNCl5Fqu2198KvQ1ThC9/s1600/270910_c.jpg"><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhucmI94brXXLSEZ3G5sxJEM0gSbOrjqHIKoOGEUUJK-BQpIKLwdPDMT02O8s5iJarJYjhglyTLQCLoGbVfU1O6hKE2sUxc-27Tbokta6ROHpsRQwCx6Le_ZV7y6RDRGxIhZxNoC5gH3s9B/s1600/270910.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhucmI94brXXLSEZ3G5sxJEM0gSbOrjqHIKoOGEUUJK-BQpIKLwdPDMT02O8s5iJarJYjhglyTLQCLoGbVfU1O6hKE2sUxc-27Tbokta6ROHpsRQwCx6Le_ZV7y6RDRGxIhZxNoC5gH3s9B/s400/270910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521708300079238194" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">With my stash of vintage papers I recently spent a blissful afternoon tearing and pasting. I have found it's best not to plan anything, just rip and paste and the composition will emerge. If I start to plan, my thinking gets in the way and I end up stuck with too many possibilities and ideas to work with.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGCURj88ZZWAE-YRnNK42B26zGXpzg4J780gvwhg3K639a67owbLL_763KZPIWefxua5bB2cXZCfG2-kyujbPk9xx581KbZhB3_kwkwC82yZ5-aUSvj0OhF0aFO-vhHM0yD-poRikMY48P/s1600/270910_b.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGCURj88ZZWAE-YRnNK42B26zGXpzg4J780gvwhg3K639a67owbLL_763KZPIWefxua5bB2cXZCfG2-kyujbPk9xx581KbZhB3_kwkwC82yZ5-aUSvj0OhF0aFO-vhHM0yD-poRikMY48P/s400/270910_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521708304564339986" border="0" /></a>I am now well underway with a couple of new pieces for the <a href="http://www.nzafa.com/web/receiving-day-deco-echo-12-october">Deco Echo </a>Exhibition at the NZ Academy of Fine Arts. My theme (self imposed) is afternoon tea, an extension of the <a href="http://www.artylovely.com/mixed-media.html">teacup series.</a> I spent ages <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">searching</span> for some vintage hand <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">written</span> recipes to incorporate into these artworks, I'll give you a glimpse of my progress with them soon.<br /><br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-28881407294737787502010-09-23T08:00:00.002+12:002010-09-23T08:06:39.697+12:00Double Luck<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjtmIp4mwu76ZCPxBST2AVZfDW-EymwIxXuUcFqjbsHerTRLicLj3CtTBNXid_Z_pDT4Zk8kWmjxq-9hyx3Xtt4qRJ1fZKVdMdr4Ul9uSGAjLdFYVmbBLQR4Z_0s8fHk0gXy44LilIA3NV/s1600/230910.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjtmIp4mwu76ZCPxBST2AVZfDW-EymwIxXuUcFqjbsHerTRLicLj3CtTBNXid_Z_pDT4Zk8kWmjxq-9hyx3Xtt4qRJ1fZKVdMdr4Ul9uSGAjLdFYVmbBLQR4Z_0s8fHk0gXy44LilIA3NV/s400/230910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519830590543704018" border="0" /></a> Found just outside my front door on Tuesday. <a href="http://artylovely.blogspot.com/2010/08/luck.html">Double luck!</a> I wonder what good things are coming my way...Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-5381820861265084832010-09-20T12:13:00.009+12:002010-09-20T14:10:41.400+12:00Detail<div style="text-align: justify;">The soft, spring blossom is blown to shreds. A relentless wind tears through the trees and on the harbour, whitecaps charge for the shore. I'm sitting cozy here with the scene and its soundtrack restrained beyond the windows today.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxhFGMwDe5SJ8lNV3-K2J-I9WEnJtfWauXJ9NwMBLedCjKOUAaRLTMH5k9qAOmQTDGeK8P3xSTxwvpR7UJo3caxK3qQOev8Mtep8PAthxcrXWv_bk29EFjNB3vT81KAz-qJckUdzffpX3k/s1600/200910_2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxhFGMwDe5SJ8lNV3-K2J-I9WEnJtfWauXJ9NwMBLedCjKOUAaRLTMH5k9qAOmQTDGeK8P3xSTxwvpR7UJo3caxK3qQOev8Mtep8PAthxcrXWv_bk29EFjNB3vT81KAz-qJckUdzffpX3k/s400/200910_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518785790308838946" border="0" /></a>Its been a while since I have written here as I have been occupied writing other things; Artist Statements and the like for a couple of exhibitions my work will be included in. I quite like the process of writing about my art, I like the distillation that occurs as I edit out all the unnecessary words and thoughts from a paragraph. It is a slow process to condense my ideas to their essence, to a nice concise, bite size summary. Something suitable for a passing viewer to read before their attention moves to something else. Its a satisfying journey too, it draws me back into the creative process all over again.<br /><br />Its an act of faith to edit out much of what I <span style="font-style: italic;">could</span> say about a particular artwork. I have faith that some people at least will <span style="font-style: italic;">get it</span>, despite what I dont explain in detail.<br /><br />For me much of the enjoyment of looking at an artwork is in its interpretation, what do<span style="font-style: italic;"> I</span> think its about? By leaving the final decision up to the viewer, the viewer can take ownership of its meaning, they become part of the creative process. An artist statement can help enrich your interpretation of an artwork. I try to provide an opening for the viewer; a way in from which if you choose to, you can discover more.<br /><br /><a href="http://29blackstreet.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-designer-part-1.html">Susan</a> posted a video of <a href="http://www.squeakcarnwath.com/">Squeak Carnworth</a> talking about her work and the part that resonated most with me was when she said <blockquote>"When people look at my work they should <span style="font-weight: bold;">bring themselves</span>, and they should <span style="font-weight: bold;">pay attention</span> to what their inner voice says and what <span style="font-weight: bold;">intuitive leaps</span> they have, what does it remind them of? There's no right answer."</blockquote>I hope people will <span style="font-style: italic;">bring themselves </span>to my artwork. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW87ljdD4o65HDxiLtXjOmqrCK_AQ6bL7ZuYkEXB6dnGan9yNnIiLrDOS1swj61b6Vc_Kg7qJBZeWzJNgdgZBoATNNIxafe2kPV1wXsogY6Kn7yTRAtVh6kk3rjihyphenhyphenL0VpEK7te0OBN57g/s1600/VeronicaYoungArtist2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW87ljdD4o65HDxiLtXjOmqrCK_AQ6bL7ZuYkEXB6dnGan9yNnIiLrDOS1swj61b6Vc_Kg7qJBZeWzJNgdgZBoATNNIxafe2kPV1wXsogY6Kn7yTRAtVh6kk3rjihyphenhyphenL0VpEK7te0OBN57g/s400/VeronicaYoungArtist2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518782378195651922" border="0" /></a> "The Young Brave" was accepted for the <a href="http://www.mairangiarts.co.nz/NSCArtAwardsInfo2006.htm">North Shore City Art Awards</a>, the exhibition opens in three days.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">The Young Brave presents the story of Jack, who at about the age of twelve in 1929 was given an adventure novel, The Long Trail Boys at Sweet Water Ranch, the Mystery of White Shadow. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Set in a North American context, it is an idealised story of friendship, adventure and heroism between the ‘native’ White Shadow and a group of boys. The tale is far removed from the reality of childhood experiences in nineteen thirties New Zealand. Ten years after Jack received the book New Zealand entered the Second World War and he was to face a quite different version of adventure and heroism; that experienced in battle. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">As an artist I am interested in the relationship between objects and stories. I collect and re-present objects which connect with my memories, or the collective memories of a group or place. A mnemonic object is a memory keeper. It grants access to moments and emotions long since passed and otherwise ephemeral. Can the potency of a mnemonic object outlast its creator? </span><br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778942834802343343.post-21203386933061645382010-09-09T15:05:00.004+12:002010-09-09T16:07:44.077+12:00Spring Inspiration<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGi7mQjYk-p0gydMfiV2WZOprgPJhhEJbSAY6Y3c9PgV-DkdqCjOS80c9X-P5F_eGmPY95ZDwtzKLvAk6Krp8MFBTWQSo99tkdI0O1p6h7v2nsBMdGnFyA_ZlK1bPuxXzQqt_1J0k8EqXM/s1600/080910.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGi7mQjYk-p0gydMfiV2WZOprgPJhhEJbSAY6Y3c9PgV-DkdqCjOS80c9X-P5F_eGmPY95ZDwtzKLvAk6Krp8MFBTWQSo99tkdI0O1p6h7v2nsBMdGnFyA_ZlK1bPuxXzQqt_1J0k8EqXM/s400/080910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514744712949030370" border="0" /></a>There really is something about spring that makes me want to clear things out and start afresh. I spent some time tidying my art materials and began a new inspiration board ready for this new season of growth and creativity.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;">Ten Good Things</span><br />A muddy path through a forest of green and an apple in my backpack<br />Rain beginning just as I arrive home<br />Peas sprouted in the garden<br />Spring cleaning, a clear desk and fresh inspiration<br />Thoughts of <a href="http://www.marthagoesgreen.com.au/">Martha Goes Green</a> and her Oaty Choc Chip Seed Cookies<br />Pressed flowers, forgotten then found, in a book<br />Cats you meet on the street<br />An avian celebration of spring just outside my window<br />Posting secret parcels<br />Discovering some lovely new people to visit in blogland, <a href="http://alwaystimefortea-brooke.blogspot.com/">Always Time for Tea</a>, <a href="http://littlepostcards.blogspot.com/">Little Postcards</a>, <a href="http://songsoflight.typepad.com/songs_of_light/">Songs of Light</a> & <a href="http://katherineq.blogspot.com/">Sleep and Her Sisters</a><br /><br /><br />This post is for <span class="post-author vcard"><span class="fn"><a href="http://miscellanyofme.blogspot.com/">Muralimanohar</a> </span></span>who tagged me some time ago...<br /></div>Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14075938609139854627noreply@blogger.com4