Brushwork in The Concrete Jungle

Top of the time of day to you. These are the final pics in our London collection, I really hope you enjoy them. Todays assortment pay tribute to a Grange Hotel manager clearly blessed with a good eye for art. I featured the print of Kandinsky’s “Small Pleasures” because a copy graced the study in our favourite Glastonbury holiday retreat.

I’m sure that the views from the hotel window are pleasing to lovers of cityscapes. If I found myself there though, I suspect that the remoteness of forests, meadows, hills, streams, and birdsong would overwhelm me as surely as the old Christian church appears to be overwhelmed by the bloated cathedrals of commerce which dominate every inch of surrounding space.

Having written that, it must be said the hotel is impressive, and I dare say a welcome retreat from those cacophonous streets.

With thanks to our readers, as always. Namaste from Amras.

We who strive to think, speak, and behave according to our best understandings of dignity, truth, and honesty, can serve our confused brethren very well, I think, if we all pray most earnestly now for the establishment on earth of the following sentence:

No More Lies! 

 

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

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Transformations

Over All

 

And I will see my dream come alive at last,
I will touch the sky. *

 

Namaste to our friends and readers. I do hope you are all keeping well. I know how difficult a thing that can sometimes be to achieve. Yet nevertheless, I do hope you are all keeping well.

I hope too that you like the artwork above, it’s gone down quite well with my close friends, and I wanted to share it with our readers. I’ll let the picture speak for itself.

With that, and certain hope for the world in transformation, I wish you peace.

Until next time.

 

“Finally, may we indeed, keep in our hearts, that our humble blogs are the spirits that keep the World Wide Web humane. Let us use this gift to flourish as people! Let us cherish one another! And be thankful for one another, because at some point, we touch our respective lives.”

https://ainabalagtas.com

 

* From “Faith of the Heart” by Diane Warren.

Artwork ©Francis Moloney.

The Face of The Facade

Art

Greetings, ten months in, and so soon the year is almost done. This pic was taken by Amanda, serendipitously, on a street close to the city centre. I believe it may be on the side of a popular bar.

A quick search to find the artist, (which I hope was successful) came up with the name of Rebecca Wright.

I truly appreciate the scale of the challenge the artist must have faced. A long time ago, I spent a very brief period painting landscapes, and abstract scenes, on living room walls, for a handful of art loving clients. That was me below, sporting a beret. I never received an opportunity to attempt anything of the above proportions, but thinking about it now, I would have loved having a go.

With thanks to all our readers, and welcome to our newest followers. Your good company is deeply appreciated. We are a most talented, and creative crew, each and every one of us here on WordPress. I hope to return with more great photographs very soon. Until then, namaste, and very best wishes for all the good you do. (Written during Diwali).

Beret

If the eyes and ears are open, the leaves of the trees become as pages of the Bible. If the heart is alive, the whole life becomes one single vision of His sublime beauty, speaking to us at every moment. ~ Pir-o-Murshid Inayat Khan.

 

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

Nocturne

That night

Greetings, I hope you are keeping well. The artwork above was inspired by a photograph taken over a decade ago. What I have done is process it to resemble an oil painting, using software that employs a remote pad and stylus to imitate canvas and brushes. It makes for a very pleasing effect I think.

The night the pic was taken, I was visiting a local lake, supported by Luke, a strapping teenager at the time. When we got there, there was mud underfoot, the surrounding trees stood black against the sky, and glowing faintly, just above the lake, hung a tiny will-o’-the-wisp.

The quote below the title is from one of my martial arts teachers, and feels right for this post.

I want to thank all you kind readers who support this blog, with your uplifting comments, your likes, and your own highly inspiring blogs; so well worth every visit. Simply, thank you.

I hope to return soon. Until then, may the rain fall gently on your fields.

Peace from Amras.

“Finally, may we indeed, keep in our hearts, that our humble blogs are the spirits that keep the World Wide Web humane. Let us use this gift to flourish as people! Let us cherish one another! And be thankful for one another, because at some point, we touch our respective lives.”  ~ Aina Balagtas https://poemsmelodiesandme.wordpress.com

Photo Art © Francis Moloney.

 

Give it A Go

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I wanted to squeeze in one more post for the merry month of May. Thanks to my computer and connection issues, writing feels like I’m typing only one letter per minute, while racing to beat the next connection outage. Peculiar, isn’t it.

Today, however, I’m determined to give it a go. Amanda visited the Victoria & Albert museum, in London, and took some great pics, a few of which are above.

The V&A is my personal favourite museum. I spent hours and hours during my early years visiting the local museums and art galleries. I used to take along my sketch pad, and had a thing about drawing skeletons; an interest that came in handy when I made my living by mending broken bones for the NHS.

I hope you like the pics, and, all being well, I may post some more from Amanda’s latest trip.

With our heartfelt thanks to all readers, and followers: may June bring peace, and blessings for all.

Namaste from Amras.

 

“If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.”

~ C.S. Lewis

 

 

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.