Memories of a garden 6

Drawing / Love

I've been sitting on my bench surrounded by Love-in-a- Mist (Nigella damascena).
Was there a better place to think about love ?

Thoughts came and went and so did lots of images.
Love and its many faces..
Love that we need to grow and blossom..
Love .... often a subject in my work but also in a way the reason why I draw and paint.
Love..... abstract, but there, because I can feel it.




quick sketch
the labyrinth of love

Where ever you are, I can feel your love.

Our lovely theme this time, hosted by Rachel over at  Hi Happy Panda.
Lots of love to all of you !

Enter at your own risk...

you may not want to leave anymore.

(By accident I deleted this post that I plubished last Sunday,  I post it again so I can thank  everyone who visited and commented  the past days.  You will find a newer post below this one, yeah silly me :) )

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Drawing / hand

You remember nursery school, how we were allowed to cover our hands in paint and press them on paper.
Did that again today.
What appeared first was a kind of silly Santa Claus, not really feeling at ease here in May.

So the next hand became a little different.

This drawing challenge was hosted by the lovely inspiring Nadine over at Woolfenbell

The poetry of bills

He enters, he smiles
He is rather quiet..
He drinks a few beers.

He says goodnight and leaves.
His bill , transformed, left on the bar.
You can't throw away paper poetry, can you ?
I wonder what he will fold next time.

Memories of a garden 4

So here is nr. 4 and a series is in the making, images keep coming. ...I named it 'Memories of a garden' because the garden I have now is in fact a collection, a collection of memories of many gardens. There were and are the gardens of my grandmother, mother and aunts (seem to be all woman who are keen gardeners in my family) that inspired me from childhood on. I played and wandered in those places, attracted by the colours and scents,the winding paths, the hidden corners , the gardengnooms, insects and birds. In my present garden many of the plants; lilacs, peonies, roses, hydrangeas were planted because I got to know them way back then. There are plants and trees I brought from the gardens I had before, well-loved presents from friends, gifts from other gardeners and the ones I bought because of their form or colour and sometimes because of their names; Guirlande d'amour, Purple prince, Ghislaine de Féligonde, Emerald gaiety, Burgundy glow and once at a time when life was very difficult I planted Mourning widow (still reminding me that life goes on and nothing is constant). So I guess it's also 'A garden of memories'.

These gouaches are about the plants and things in my garden but even more about the thoughts and feelings, dreams, reflections I have being out there.

So far......

When we bought this place a small meadow came with it, which I knew was going to be a garden.

1998-2011 (and growing on :) I hope)

On Sunday I give you roses

It is raining, gentle showers on a thirsty garden and the roses are blooming with amazing beauty.
Stunnning fragrances floating in through open doors and windows.  A place can feel so different in another season.  Living space ,more than doubled and even in my head more space.

Bits and pieces

We all seem to create our own world around us, a reflection of dreams, and memories
Objects we relate to, make us smile or feel safe.

The silver coloured frame was this weeks thrift shop find.
A scene made of coloured tinfoil and black paint on the backside of a piece of glass.

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Buds

No words needed here, just click to enlarge and enjoy, X

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Memories of a garden

I suppose I got a bit carried away by all the abundance in my garden :)
Series in the making ? We shall see....
Happy May to you all !