Yesterday I went to a contest called Plumes et Pinceaux. In addition to several art categories, there was one for writing. This hollyhock inspired me.
La Rose Trémière
En passant la riche couleur
de tes fleurs
attire mon regard
Rouge soutenue, presque noir
Au bord du trottoir.
Je plonge, je rêve,
le désire d’avoir
Peu importe ta branche cassée,
Tu ne demande pas beaucoup de place
ni terre fertile,
Tu resplendis tout simplement
Pour la joie du passant.
It was risky for me to write in French unarmed so to speak, no computer, no dictionary, but when I typed it up last night WORD only found two errors. That does not mean there aren’t more.
And my painting:
This past weekend, I participated in an outdoor painting contest three days straight.
These are called « sitting dogs » and one kind is a « nasturtium ».
Pour nos grandparents jardiniers
The two watering cans and the stone marked remembrance garden made me think of my grandmother and my father-in-law. I put some irises and pansies for them.
A man drew another man who was painting…
…painting a woman…
…who was doing the stairs…
1st prize amateur watercolour
I am sorry, I do not know the names of the other artists in order to give them credit.
For these contests we sign up in the morning, turn in our work around 3 PM. The jury chooses a winner in each category and then there is a ceremony with exhibit at 5:30. While I was hanging around the exhibit at Bodilis, waiting for the results, a man told me that I hadn’t drawn much today, and therefore I had not really done any work. He preferred what I had done at Guerlesquin. I replied that here, I had not drawn at all. I really did not expect to win the prize; there were other very skilfully done watercolours in the same category. You can see photos here: https://www.flickr.com/photos/couleursdebretagne/albums/72157683905358961/page2
Something different for me, I volunteered to participate in a traveling sketchbook. Its theme is recipes.
First I had to translate and convert my recipe; then I had to bake the muffins. Now I have to wait until the end of today’s fast to eat them.
Now I will return the book so it can go on its way for the filling of the remaining pages.
The thread for this project can be found here:
If you are in Arès during the August session of the pilgrimage, you can find a man who organizes an expressive arts workshop, very laid back, very open with an Arèsian theme. He furnishes art supplies and all are welcome. You can see some of his work here: http://mondechange.blogspirit.com/
My husband and I participated one morning. I decided to do a bit of graphics with the words that sum up the main idea of penitence– love, peace, forgiveness. (There is also freedom from prejudice, judgment, and spiritual intelligence, but it would have been hard to fit all that on the 21x14cm paper.)
If I keep these words ever present in the back of my mind, they help me change and to change my actions which will change the world.
My husband does not usually do art work. Here is what he did:
“L’Ile bleue”, the Blue Island (RA xiv/13)
From the notes in the bilingual English-French edition of The Revelation of Arès, here is an explanation of what the Blue Island represents. “The supreme, ultimate refuge of the just man in contrast to the dry island, his temporary earthly refuge. The Blue Island refers to the abode of the souls waiting for Eden to be gradually restored by good men and for God’s Day to make that restoration complete.”
If we practice love, peace-making, forgiveness, freedom from prejudice, developing our spiritual intelligence, we will get to that Blue Island which for the moment seems to be a Utopia, very far off.