Abundance is, in large part, an attitude. ~ Sue Patton Thoele
The photo used to create this mandala was taken while on a drive through Essex County (Ontario) on the Talbot Trail. We spotted the roadside stand and stopped for onions, and because everything looked so amazing we left with the onions plus potatoes, tomatoes, beans, berries and… well, you get the idea.
Sometimes when I see this kind of abundance I think of how privileged we are here, in this part of the world at this point in time, and how many billions around the world today and throughout history have never known this kind of plenty.
I try to maintain that awareness as I move through my day to day concerns.
A ship is safe in the harbour…but that’s not what ships are for. ~ John A. Shedd
This is one of those images that I can’t make up my mind about. At first glance, I don’t think it works. At second, I like it. At third… nope. Etc. etc. Does it work for you?
The source image was taken at Deer Island, Bay of Fundy, New Brunswick. © Kathryn Tisdale 2011.
The sun is the god of the day,
So turn from him your cool cool face away.
Lest in his hot passion he seeks,
To ravish the lovely rose petals that grow on your cheeks.
Your dainty, delicate cheeks.
I’ve known that verse most of my life, and while I have been known to misremember things now and then, I recall the chorus sang it during our high school production of Man of La Mancha. Nothing at all came up when I put the lyrics in a google search, so you’ll just have to take my word for it, flawed memory and all.
I often think of these words at this time of year, when I become hyper aware of the sun’s intensity.
I was discussing this with friends the other day – two of us redheads and one very fair blond — all women of a certain age — and we came to the conclusion that the normally-pigmented just don’t understand how harsh, hot and glaring the summer sun can be to those of us who evolved in fog.
The summer sun is why I was drawn to this image of a covered bridge — it, and its grove-like setting suggests the perfect respite from the bright and glaring outer-world.
This image was taken 2010 in New Hampshire? New Brunswick? See what I mean about my memory.
In Southern Ontario, at the mouth of the Thames River on Lake St. Clair is a little out-of-the-way-place called Lighthouse Cove, home of an iconic lighthouse that has inspired all three of the following mandalas. I’m looking forward to sharing these with the people there on July 2 (you’re all welcome, too!)
“Our remote ancestors said to their Mother Earth, “We are ours.”
Modern humanity has said to Nature, “You are mine.”
The Green Man has returned as the living face of the whole earth
So that through his mouth we may say to the Universe, “We are one.” - Terri Windling
The source image is one I took of the beautiful doors at 107 Wellington West in downtown Toronto, which I later learned is Canada’s oldest private club.
Is it an obvious or ironic connection, do you think – a Green Man carving on the doors of a clubhouse whose members include titans of modern industry and finance?
Wikipedia has an good essay of Flower Power movement of the late ’60s and early ’70s.
And to help make the experience more complete, here is Pink Floyd with “Us and Them”
Us, and them
And after all were only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it’s not what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it’s only round and round.
Haven’t you heard it’s a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There’s room for you inside.
I mean, they’re not gunna kill ya, so if you give em a quick short,
Sharp, shock, they wont do it again. dig it? I mean he get off
Lightly, cos I would’ve given him a thrashing – I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really…i mean good manners
Don’t cost nothing do they, eh?
Down and out
It can’t be helped but there’s a lot of it about.
And who’ll deny it’s what the fighting’s all about?
Out of the way, it’s a busy day
I’ve got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.
Peace to us all today
Man must rise above the Earth—to the top of the atmosphere and beyond—for only thus will he fully understand the world in which he lives.
“This dramatic view of Jupiter’s Great Red Spot and its surroundings was obtained by Voyager 1 on Feb. 25, 1979, when the spacecraft was 5.7 million miles (9.2 million kilometers) from Jupiter. Cloud details as small as 100 miles (160 kilometers) across can be seen here. The colorful, wavy cloud pattern to the left of the Red Spot is a region of extraordinarily complex end variable wave motion.” from http://photojournal.jpl.nasa.gov/catalog/PIA00014
Using an image of my prissiest tea cups, this mandala is offered in honour of the royal wedding tomorrow. I intend to get up before dawn, fill these very same cups with tea, toast some crumpets and watch as the royal family puts on their best show in decades.
May the couple find happiness in each other, and together, may they bring great, good things to the world.
“The complexity of things – the things within things – just seems to be endless. I mean nothing is easy, nothing is simple.” — Alice Munro
And now for something completely different.
I’ve been wanting to use the bird in this photo I took at Ojibway Nature Reserve for some time. I’m drawn to the shape but I was never happy with the texture or colours in the image, or in any mandalas I made with it.
I’m content with this new result. It makes me think of Victorian ceramic tiles and that somehow makes me happy.
If you’d like to know more about Steampunk, check out this video
“To some, ‘steampunk’ is a catchall term, a concept in search of a visual identity. To me, it’s essentially the intersection of technology and romance. – Jake von Slatt