Stargazing Winter Hare
31 Tuesday Jul 2012
Posted Art Craft and Beauty
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Posted Art Craft and Beauty
in07 Sunday Jun 2009
Posted Art Craft and Beauty, Magic
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Art Craft and Beauty, beauty, challenge, Devotional, Magic, maps, multimedia, oracle cards, project, prompt, stars
CollageDiva’s True North Arts has a new prompt… the Serendipity Compass!
And I’ve been playing along too…
I’m searching, searching, searching for which way to leap… The carnival of stars awaits…
20 Wednesday May 2009
Posted Art Craft and Beauty
inA map-based piece… from True-North Art‘s Map-prompt.
I began with a star-map, then added a Soulcollage card; ‘Gypsy’
Then came Alice, wondering about the door, and the words…
“If you aim for the moon, you’ll land amoung the stars.”
(Paraphrased from many places.)
and a snippet from Skinny White Chick‘s song Firebird’s Child, which I love, which makes me dance, which inspires!
I Present: Carnival
I love the stars, they’re so vast.
The world is so huge… sometimes we just need to be brave and leap.
I’ve just finished my 4 year degree course, and I’m feeling a little at sea. I’ve plans, but they’re big and scary because they require an extra step of effort, of being brave, of leaping into the unknown.
I love Alice in Wonderland, and the wonderland that is life.
I’m opening the door.
I’m risking the fire, because to burn brightly but briefly is better to not burn at all, and always wish you had. And, as SWC puts it in the song…
“You must not fear to blister if you’d live a life in flame!
Freely fly as what you are, keep dancing just the same!
You’ll never know a wonder like the wonders of the flame!
I am girl and firebird and Solace is my name!”
And an inspired moment of poetry:
Aim for the firey stars and the cheshire cat grin of the moon, for our lives are brief and we’ll burn out soon.
We’ve but one chance, and it’d best be bright, so dance, fly, burn! Light up the night!
29 Tuesday Apr 2008
Posted Stories
inSerpent coiling round sensous curves
The egg breaks, releases, scales form.
Dancing deva, devil, god
Her wings spread, she flies above.
Toes touching starlight, leaping far.
Round wrist, cross shoulders,
Whispering in her ear.
Spiralling divine, she hears his song.
Coiling in her belly a serpent stirs.
Stretching from her heart, wings soar.
Serpent rises, wings connect,
A dragon with stars for eyes is born…
When love meets desire,
And understanding blossoms,
The most beautiful flower
Begins to grow.