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.

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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.

Beauty in The Dark

Beauty in The Dark

We all came here to find those friends, 

On whom our happiness depends, 

Who, lost in thickest forests now, 

Are seeking solace out of sight, 

And when we finally embrace,

Their trust, regained within the night,

We’ll leave the forests, hand in hand,

To fly back home, and reunite. 

 

 

One night, while walking with my martial arts teacher, we saw a man stop to watch ballet dancers through a studio window. He stayed for just a moment before disappearing into the night.  “For a moment in time,” my teacher said, “He found beauty in the dark.” And, ‘moments in time’ are all that we have. I liked that, especially as I understand that moments in time are all that we may share; and, I felt it advisable to create the sort of moments for others that I would like others to create for me.

 

Wellsy

Generally speaking, the man who is misunderstood, who is frequently criticized,

is likely to be doing something worth­while. It is the person with whom everyone agrees

that is lost in the mass of mediocrity. The head that lifts itself above the others has

the rock thrown at it, so we need not be concerned when people criticize us.

Of course it is normal to want people to like us, and a good thing to say to ourselves

when people criticize us is: “If people knew me better they would like me.”

This is literally true, for if we could know every man in the right way

we would certainly find something in him to admire.  

~ Ernest Holmes.

 

 

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With thanks, and best wishes to all our readers, and followers. In case poor health prevents me from posting again before Christmas, I will take this opportunity now to wish you all the very best, and happiest Yuletide, ever.

 

~ Namaste from Amras.

 

 

 

Artwork ©Francis Moloney.

Anticipated Moment

Opening

May you,

In the name of silence,

Womb of the world;

In the name of stillness,

Home of belonging;

In the name of the solitude

of the soul and the earth,

May you,

(Your name)

Be

Blessed by all beings

Wings of breath,

Be

Delight of eyes,

Be

Wonder of whisper;

Be

Intimacy of touch,

Be

Eternity of soul

In the cosmic

Embrace.

And, may you,

(Your Name)

Each moment,

Be

Compassionate of  heart

Gentle in word

Precious in awareness

Courageous in thought

Generous in love.

Jose’s Blessing

 

 

 

Namaste and greetings from this small corner of the web. I am forced to take things easier than usual, as seasonal changes are playing havoc with my biological components. Otherwise I should not let a day pass without the reporting of some inspiring event.

The words above were written for me by my friend, Jose,* whose work was featured on this site many months ago. The painting is based upon a recurring dream/vision which I have had since childhood; with the addition of an angel  named “Iona”.

I thought I would name the post after one of my favourite paintings, (which I haven’t seen for decades,) by Joseph Parker. I can’t find a decent copy of it on the web, so if anyone knows where I might find one, please send me a link.

With my thanks, and admiration for the work of my fellow bloggers, I will leave you for now, as I settle to watch pink clouds gathering, and whispering goodbye to an otherwise cold and bleak day, here in old Blighty.

Peace from Amras.

*We Have It All

Artwork ©Francis Moloney.