Saturday, August 30, 2008
For the opening of the Cultura Nova festival a stranger came to Heerlen. It was a familiar stranger, the artists Plasticiens Volants and Os Gemeos have been several times in our little town. I really want to thank them for bringing a little magic back in town.
I loved the graffiti Giant around my corner from Os Gemeos and was happy to see his brother on the Tate Modern and Plasticiens Volants stole my heart 10 years ago with their birdwoman Ezili.
Some days it's great to live here :)
I spend the day making comfort foods, Cornish pasty (almost as good as the ones we so much loved in Padstow), chicken soup with home grown waterkress and potato salad.
Helps to make my soul stronger, at least one can eat the result ;)
Love and may no human or animal ever hunger again
and no soul be to insecure to create, Elisa
Friday, August 15, 2008
Look at these great crochet works, it's from a Swedish artist, Towe My.
We met at Flickr and I admired her Clunny. ( The white bunny shape).
She makes cute objects but takes crochet to another level.
I just love the little magical world she creates.
It was my first swap and it was so much fun to do.
Made grey days have some sunlight :)
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
My thoughts are a mess these days.
I'm working on two things, but feel insecure about them.( one of them is behind my new sofa cover, the laminated fashion images.)
To help me clear my mind, I'm moving furniture, getting rid of unused things.
Cleaning home can give me a good feeling, to make space for new things to come.
Maybe it's all about invoking light in my mind and hope in my heart.
Love and dreams, Elisa
Thursday, August 7, 2008
My mascot "Platvoetje" solved the mystery of Stonehenge; it's a fun park for witches. Just the perfect spot for a show.
We loved Somerset and Cornwall, the beautiful land is soaked with stories. About ancient ones, wise woman and sea witches, King Arthur, healing wells and labyrinths, used and loved since ancient times. I visited the indoor Goddess Temple in Glastonbury, and loved her Temple all around.
Now it's home sweet home again, still searching for my yellow-brick road :-) Weaving stories in my web of faith.
And remember the sea air in my lungs, sunshine on my skin, water from Chalice Well in my mouth, the sand under my feet and the stories in my heart. Lift up my spirit, take a big jump and fly.