Leonie Bryant's Corner of Lemuria - Hermitage Art
The Hermitage Art Room attracts travellers from all over the world who have travelled with Sibyl, a twenty first century Enchanteur, who take pilgrims along the Soul Food Silk Road. The Art Room is just one of the sanctuaries where travellers have rested their weary bones. This was Leonie Bryant's (1942 - 2006) realm and her favourite place on the Silk Road. She is still here with us.
Saturday, November 26, 2005
The wise, all knowing crone, holds a secret in her hands. She tells the young maiden who has sought retreat in the Hermitage that 'every life so given mysteriously bears within it the seed of its own death'. Life given and nurtured by Mother Nature is finite. Mother Nature gives life which ends in death. Not taking life for granted in the face of this mortality is an acceptance of this truth Shari. Each of us need to spare a moment to meditate upon how to live and nourish and nurture ourselves and those whom we love. This action is life affirming.
Friday, November 25, 2005
Twilighting with Camera
Standing out on the balcony gazing at a distant eagle crossing the sky. I grabbed my camera, but snapping away I did not once capture the eagle. Nothing lost, however, as the ever changing twilighting mesmerised me.
I had a need for a pint of milk, so using that as the excuse and jumping out with camera in hand, I made it my mission to share this wonderful night-sky with you. I can't walk very fast so taking the two blocks to the store recorded the sky over a one half hour period.
This might give you some idea of what a wonderful place Vancouver is geographically. Though winter is expressed many places by heavy snowfall, ours are confined to the ski slopes nearby. We haven't yet had a frosty night.
This very inexpensive camera I bought with my Christmas money several years ago never ceases to delight me with reliable quality, without a doubt it is one of the best purchases I have ever made. I was in such pain and feeling heavily nauseated, then came this sunset and for a time it was all suspended, truly, art therapy with a vengeance. Now I am going to do some serious warming up in my electric blanket with a toastie (grilled cheese). Life is good.
Monday, November 21, 2005
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Saturday, November 19, 2005
Adding a dimension to the otherwise everyday sights of this wrecked little crackhouse and a park where dealers do business while others walking their dogs in the same park. Suddenly the sound has damped and the world slows to a crawl. God gives permission to see the world a little differently, hazed and not quite real.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Today I spent hours sitting with Darryl in the Oncology day ward as they dripped chemotherapy into his veins. As I sat I drew and we remembered the days when we were young and went to Luna Park together. The Carousel bought back memories of carefree days, of the giggle palace, mirror maze, river boat ride and old ghost train. These days we ride a far different carousel and wonder when the ride will end.
Monday, November 07, 2005
Sunday, November 06, 2005
Studies in red
These are three spreads I did in Rachel's book entitled "Miss Scarlet goes on her travels"
this one is a picture of the doll Miss Scarlet against a background of red oak leaves. The haiku reads:
Red autumn leaves
soflty floating down to earth
Drift of memory
This one is called "reaching for red"
this one is called "Lady in red" - the background is made up of the words to Chris de Burgh's song of the same name but the red ink doesn't show up very well in the picture
Friday, November 04, 2005
Baba's Life Drawing Class
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
My power hand (soul hand)