Posts Tagged ‘garden’
This is a selection of some of the Art work that James has made over the past few months. He started with the large wooden sign for the Secret Gallery which is on the road between Doolin and The Cliffs of Moher, and since then his creativity just keeps on flowing! The piece above was made to support our wedding cakes, I really love it, now it is a Love Unity sun dial sculpture. “The Dalai Lamas Very Happy Wine Bar” was made for our wedding, and in keeping with the fancy dress in the theme of Kind People from History. The actual bar was painted all over with the word Love and Unity. I am hoping that there will be even more of James art at the Secret Gallery Garden soon!
Our Garden: Potatoes, shallots, scallions, giant mustard, land cress, rocket and spinach and a lot of nettles!
All these from one potato! I am just a beginner so I am very excited!
Can you spot the old lobster claw dug up with the potatoes?
Our lovely neighbours gave us these and a couple more as well, yum!
I have not written for a while but I hope to write more very soon!
In progress, the bottles are starting to mount up, but there are still many more beneath the surface!
Out of the earth came this torch and cute bottle with a cork I just wished that all wine bottles still had corks not screw tops or fake cork!
After digging up about 100 glass bottles, something that was either a bomb or battery, a pair of soles, tea pots, tea cups tea spoons, a horse shoe, a pitch fork a rusty torch and a lot more, I made these three drills and planted lots of different seeds which i am hoping will grow into salad leaves. I am very excited! It is an experiment really as I don’t know what I am doing!
This are some photographs I took today in the garden of the Secret Gallery.
“Travelling forty days the roads and trails of a distant country” Mixed Media on board, haiku poems written on Travels to India and Nepal
“This Moment” Oil crayon on a concrete, rust and dried paint mould that came out of an old bucket I found while clearing out the garden to plant vegetables!
“Love, Laugh, Sing” A recycled cable holder with words written in pencil painted and varnished.
Overload! even as I write this blog the T.V. is on, I turn it off! The wind blows, there is information and lessons coming from every direction: nature, myself and each member of the family, every electric gadget in the house such as, iPods, laptops and televisions! and memories of past lessons and information. There are also lifetimes worth of learning in books, poems other people’s art and many other things to take in. That’s just inside the house!
One of the jobs of an Artist is to make a lot of decision! What is important? It seems limitless, stretching into infinity, but you have got to start the journey with a single step, that step could be in any direction. It could even be a step too far! Last night I had a dream about making a garden in a little corner of a built up area, I planted young leek plants and laid some stones but there was something missing, I placed one of my boots set one step into the earth, by removing one step’s worth of earth, like the person had taken one step too far or something! I think I might actually try to reconstruct this dream somewhere in the real world. When you dream you have already filtered through loads of information and made sense or stories out of what you have been witness too. Sometimes this can be really creative, and uncensored, and while we are asleep there are not all the usual distractions of external information.
Sometimes I ask myself can I balance the information I receive, and give it perspective, can I integrate the ideas of the modernists and the postmodernists? Can I also while doing this not dissipate into a million different directions! Is it simply better to forget everything you think you know and give it to the wind and the snow! Sit under a tree and learn everything you need to know!? Or continually balance our two sides? Maybe if we could balance our own polarities so they sang in harmony the rest of the world would follow!
Today, I suddenly started to tidy up the garden, it had got pretty neglected looking. A month or so ago, I had put a kind of trail/ladder of mother of pearl shells and driftwood down the garden path. Gradually it had turned from a line to a tide line to a messy bird picked, children kicked, moss covered and even seaweed-like, green balls of slime infested path, with some random shells and driftwood on it!
I cleared (I am trying not to use weed killer, my hands have aged about 50 years in a single day!) and edged the path and washed the shells and relayed the trail, starting this time with oyster shells, then driftwood going up as far as the little tree, and up to a branch! Then I lay the Mother of Pearl shells, it was such a meditative experience; gathering the shells then washing them and laying them out carefully. It felt like a lovely ritual, I would like to do it once a month or so.
Even after the big tidy up, the path was still a little messy and mossy, and wet and ended in a Turlough, complete with strange green slime balls!(Does anyone know what these rootless, spreading, weird things are?) Placing these perfect, beautiful little shells on top of natures contributes of it’s persistence and constant reclaiming and growing back over the man made path, both gestured at poetry and absurdity! This felt like a meditative ritual, creating a space to be very quiet and work in a gentle way with nature. When doing my interventions I like to introduce unexpected objects to a place, they tend to be playful and often quirky: changing the way we see things by putting them in a different context.