Here are some pictures that just tugged at me to create while walking through my entry. They are twelve-inch natural stone tiles. I never noticed the (featured photo) before, but once the face popped out at me…at least three faces in fact…I knew they were perfect for Cee’s Odd Ball Photo challenge. The eye just seems to adjust for the scene.
These shots remind me of mountain and desert terrain, the color scheme of the Southwest. What wonders do YOU see here, boys and girls? I’d love to hear….
Excellent article on what we expect from entertainment. This is my first visit to Charles Yallowitz’s blog LEGENDS OF WINDEMERE, and like it a lot. I agree that when I like a film or book…I LIKE it…and I don’t care what the critics say. Some of my favorites are works that others say are terrible. Thanks for enabling the RE=BLOG button! 🙂
So, I’ve been wondering this for a while now. I wasn’t sure how to write this up either and have gone through it in my head many times. Then I stumbled onto this part from a Suicide Squad review:
“In my sensible critical opinion, Suicide Squad wasn’t a complete disaster, but inexcusably mediocre. To be fair, the audience I saw the film with appeared to love every frame: big laughter, cheers for the action and clapping as the credits rolled. Is there a disconnect between critics and audiences?”
Now, I’m not going to touch on the question because I have another one. Are people disconnecting themselves from movies, shows, and books before they even start? I’ve seen so many people swear that something will be bad for months and then they begrudgingly indulge. SURPRISE! They didn’t like it for exactly the reasons either they said or the critics declared. Sometimes word for…
Here is a great treat! I found this site this morning and just had to browse the marvelous photos. This post is of a flower market in Guadalajara, Mexico. I do love Mexico and all things Mexican—so I’m happy to look around. These photos are great! Be sure to click on one of the photos so as to get the slide show—and be prepared to say WOW!!! Thanks to the blogger for permission to repost…
This is the biggest flower market in Guadalajara, and the best place to go on Valentines day. It is across the street from the Cemetary, so people can buy flowers for the departed. It has stores that face the street Federalismo, and more and more stores as you walk a block behind the storefronts. My favorite part is the open air Flower Market and watching the trucks unload flowers in bulk.
Here is my contribution to Chèvrefeuille’s new series called Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille with the theme IMAGINATION. That is right up my alley! Here’s the announcement:
Dear friends of MLMM,
Welcome at a new episode of Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille… This week I love to challenge you to create haiku inspired on a “modern” art-work. Imagine … fantasize … intuition and so you need this week.
Maybe you known the Dutch painter Piet Mondriaan (1872-1944) he became famous through his modern art-work in which he only used yellow, red and blue and black to create his art.
I like to try out new forms of poetry. A few months ago there was a post by Georgia Bastet, describing a poetic form that she had invented. Called L’Eco. There are four stanzas, with a 3-5-4-6-6-3 word count (words, not syllables)… the first and last line in each stanza are the same, plus there is a summary statement in brackets. The poem was based on a painting by Vincent Van Gogh, in 1889. I found the poetry form quite challenging, and for a long time I was confused about the structure, so I did not complete my version of L’Eco until recently. (This image is available through the common domain.)
A YELLOW ROOF
A yellow roof?
what better chosen color,
an architect’s poetic natural rhythm,
so perfectly Man’s vision of nature
blends rainbow hue of sun-tinted fields…
a yellow roof!
O golden wheat!
staple of life grows joyfully
cycles stand in waiting
green hints at gold at harvest
future fills the miller’s soul with vision
O golden wheat!
Cypress framed landscape…
the hedgerow a hundred greens.
A manor house prevails
overseeing the fruits of the labor
perhaps from within the shade–
Cypress framed landscape!
Pastoral mystic scene…
are those flowers we see?
perhaps daisies…Queen Anne’s Lace?
The eye is the ultimate beholder
beyond the stalks of heading wheat…
Pastoral mystic scene!
An Artist paints Nature into Art:
wheat of gold
cypress frames view
farm land picturesque
A yellow roof!
Here is a photo of a beaded necklace that I made for my daughter’s birthday. The beads are Tiger Eye stone hollow squares, black glass square beads inside the Tiger Eyes, and the round black beads are glass.
Beading is strictly a hobby with me. More of a dabbler than a true artist, my interests involve various handcrafts such as crocheting (not knitting,) and assorted crafts. Needlework, too, I used to like to do embroidery. Fortunately, I am a writer, and as such have produced work in a variety of literary pursuits.
As is the way with many crafters, I am a great afficianado of crafts magazines, and have ear-marked lots of magazines over the years, with little place-markers indicating things I want to make or do. On rare occasions something finds its way to my crafts table…mostly made of yarn or beads.
This post has been re-blogged from the wonderful site Treasure Trove of India, one of my favorite sites. The intricate and fascinating art work is beautiful, and I envy the patience and ability of the artists. Thanks WanderingSoul for this!
India, as I have shared earlier is a land of many surprises and mysterious.
Among the various treasures that it is home to, the arts and crafts on India hold many awe-inducing gems. These arts are many centuries old and have been passed on generation to generation. Infact, that’s the only way some of these techniques have been kept alive.
My recent visit to National Crafts Musuem, located in Delhi made me discover some of these arts. They are many more such arts and art forms which are not part of this post, and that’s because they are either are very well-known and commonly known or were not displayed prominently at the Musuem.
The intricate and delicate designs on paper are from making cuts using a scissors. The deft fingers of the artist I met maneuvered the paper expertly, making small, deliberate cuts. It takes him anywhere from a few hours…