Lost Angel

Acrylic on Oil/Acrylic Sketch Paper.


This painting needed some children's verse to go with it, so I wrote this one down (a first draft, so don't be too hard on me!) I like a happy ending :)

Lost Angel

For many days and many nights
an angel flew above the clouds,
searching, ever searching for
that one dear child.

A child who needed her badly,
the child who needed her most.
The one sadly going in circles,
a child truly lost.

This angel's job was special,
This child's straits were dire,
So the angel kept on flying,
higher and higher.

The angel watched the world spinning,
saw time was moving on.
She heard that dear child calling
and knew what must be done.

The angel flew much faster,
but couldn't find her way.
Though could hear the child a-wailing
every night and every day.

Lost no more, at last she found the child
beneath a blossom tree,
whispering a prayer of hope
blue eyes closed tightly.

The angel wiped her tears away
and sprinkled star dust there,
The child stood up and skipped away
with nothing left to fear.

Diving Deep

This painting has been sitting in the cupboard for quite a while now and I have finally let it see light of day. As you can see it's a "Lucy" painting that took me deep into an underwater world for a few days. Who doesn't want to swim and play with the fish under the sea, sans scuba gear?

Art's been on hold lately, mostly because my eyesight has not been so good and I am waiting on some new spectacles to be made up. I will use these for both for close work - reading/artwork and for distances - driving/watching tv and just walking around. My world has been a blur and I can't wait for them to be ready.

Words

Heavy rain falls outside. It is school holidays and Phil and his mates are gathered inside playing electronic games, a contrast to last week when they spent every day boogie boarding at the beach.

Wet clothes and bed sheets hang from a clothes line in the garage, drying slowly. I feel virtuous for; not using the clothes dryer, digging a second compost heap and setting up a garbage processing corner in my kitchen. It is stocked with newspaper, plastic bags, bread bag clips and twist ties for recycling, and the compost container - the idea being that if it's all laid out neatly in front of us, we will all find it easier to use than before, when everything was in a different drawer or cupboard. The most interesting thing I have found on examining our rubbish more closely, is that there is so much plastic! Time to examine my shopping habits more closely too. Conscious shopping.

My enthusiasm to dig a Vegie patch has been put on the back-burner until the rain-sodden soil drys out a little. No complaints from me though cos a rainy day is perfect for studio time, journal playtime.

These words spoke to me...