Friday, June 27, 2014

Follow The Sun

Every friend is to the other a sun, and a sunflower also. He attracts and follows. ~Jean Paul


Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, 
and can accomplish much, and what is done 
in love is done well. ~Vincent Van Gogh



Thursday, June 26, 2014

Art of Seeing

Vision is the art of seeing what is invisible 
to others. ~Jonathan Swift


Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. 
Art is knowing which ones to keep. ~Scott Adams



Wednesday, June 25, 2014

In The Stillness

No matter how slow the film, Spirit always
 stands still long enough for the 
photographer it has chosen. ~Minor White


Some photographers take reality... 
and impose the domination of their own thought 
and spirit. Others come before reality more
tenderly and a photograph to them is an
instrument of love and revelation. ~Ansel Adams



Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Choose Your Destiny

Set your sights high, the higher the better.
Expect the most wonderful things to happen,
not in the future but right now. Realize that nothing is too good. Allow absolutely nothing to hamper you or hold you up in any way. ~Eileen Caddy


It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but 
in ourselves. ~William Shakespeare




Saturday, June 21, 2014

In Pink Light

I perhaps owe having become a 
painter to flowers. ~Claude Monet


Flowers have spoken to me more than I can
tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics 
of angels, loved by all men  for the beauty 
of their character, though few can decipher
even fragments of their meaning. ~Lydia M. Child



Thursday, June 19, 2014

A Garden Perch

Gray sail against the sky, 
Gray butterfly!
Have you a dream for going,
Or are you the blind wind's blowing? ~Dana Burnet


Art is the fatal net which catches these strange moments on the wing like mysterious butterflies, fleeing the innocence and distraction 
of common men. ~Giorgio de Chirico



Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Marmalade Blossoms

On Saturday afternoons when all the things are done in the house and there's no real work to be done, I play Bach and Chopin and turn it up real loudly and get a good bottle of chardonnay and sit out on the deck and look out at the garden. ~Maya Angelou


No occupation is so delightful to me as the
culture of the earth, and no culture
comparable to that of the garden. ~Thomas Jefferson



Friday, June 13, 2014

Nature's Touch

One touch of nature makes 
the whole world kin. ~William Shakespeare


Delve in! The year's before us;
Spring's promise fills the air.
Descendants of Antaeus,
The brown earth's touch can free us, 
Renew us and restore us, 
From the hand o' carking care.
~Frederick Frye Rockwell 




Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Crimson In The Garden

The artist is a receptacle for emotions that
come from all over the place: from the sky,
from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from
a passing shape, from a spider's web. ~Pablo Picasso


Flowers...are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out values all the utilities of the world. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson




Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Nature's Garden

The garden suggests there might be a place
where we can meet nature halfway. ~Michael Pollan


'Green Garden' is about beauty and joy 
and lush green and dance and excitement
and smiling from within. ~Laura Mvula




Monday, June 9, 2014

Lily Light

The garden is growth and change that means
loss as well as constant new treasures to
make up for a few disasters. ~May Sarton


And the wand-like lily which lifted up, 
As a Maenad, its moonlight coloured cup, 
Till the fiery star, which is its eye,
Gazed through clear dew on the tender sky.
~Percy Bysshe Shelley

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Take Off and Landing

There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul. ~Victor Hugo


     Wings flutter and feathers fly while a cacophony of squawking ensues. The art of flight is astonishing and each bird has his own technique. They take off and hover on the breeze like children's kites, and then they return sometimes gracefully to the rocks below. 
     Still...the design is uniquely their own. Again a few take off and rise into the air sailing with the wind. Later they return landing noisily back among the group. 
    Chatter and squawk...chatter and squawk...
    A few more take off and land. A ritual that repeats for hours until finally the entire group takes off in an orchestrated ascent and the cadence of their flapping wings fill the air. 


What each must seek in his life never was 
on land or sea. It is something out of his own
unique potentiality for experience,
something that never has been and never could
have been experienced by anyone else. ~Joseph Campbell