[dropcap]I[/dropcap] have new things/objects in the studio nearly every day/every week (just ask my partner, as our living/working space surely gets compromised) – from finds from my regular op shop visits to collected chance/found objects from local walks and bush/beachcombing. (All beautiful/special pieces of course, especially at the time.) But I thought I’d share some special recent finds/objects now because I simply want to, and because I believe that some of these objects mark a special chapter in my art/life. Some of them might appear small and insignificant/unimpressive to some people but to me, they’re all pretty special and gorgeous. Don’t judge a book by its cover, and don’t underestimate the divine and inspirational value of simple things and random found objects. Read above caption for more. Ciao. ~ N.S.
[dropcap]I[/dropcap] love my parents so much. Especially my mum. I loved her to bits when I was young. And I still do. And I love you too dad. But mum and I – we have a special connection. A bond. Mother and son. That goes way back. And will always be. Possibly because she gave birth to me. Possibly because I was the youngest child/son. Possibly because I was a soft/gentle lad. All of the above. Either way, I’m very close to my mum. She knows me well/best. And we’ll always be spiritually connected. And she’ll always be in my heart forever. She’s my creator/maker. My nurturer. My origin/source. My holy spirit. My guide. My eye. My first love. And she’s my muse. A forever source of inspiration and infinite/unconditional love.
My muses are manifold. Both my mum and dad included. My partner and Swan. Other family members and close friends. And God and Mother Nature – the universal/infinite muse/source of inspiration for all to share. And that we’re all connected to. But my darling/precious mum will always be a special muse to me. And have a special place in my heart. We live apart now and I’ve moved on. But we’re still connected. I can sense her in the spirit world everyday. She’s my mum and I’m her son. And this will always be. When I touch base with mum (either talk to her on the phone or see her in person), I feel grounded, revitalised and at peace. With sparks of new/fresh ideas/vision. She’s one with the Earth and the Great Spirit. And for this reason I know that we’ll never be apart. And I’ll never be alone.
When you give something love, it gives love back to you. That’s how it works. It’s a natural/spiritual law/order. It’s karma. What goes around comes around. Give love selflessly/unconditionally to your mum and dad. And to the world. Be kind and generous. And expect nothing in return. It’s the right way to be/live. You will be blessed/rewarded. In the form of love, guidance and inspiration. Our parents do this. Because they love us. And because it’s their job. God and Mother Nature do this too. Because we’re also a part of them. Our mums are an incredible force. And also our dads. We’re lucky to have them. They’re our link to the divine. Give/show them love/reverence. Make them happy/proud. Everything is possible when there’s love/faith. We love you mum. heart
[dropcap]Admittedly[/dropcap], the highlight/main event of the past week for us was Valentine’s day (on the 14th). At our age, we’re happy to not make a big hoo-ha/fuss of it, but we do like to recognise/celebrate it one way or another, whether big or small. Strangely enough, this year the big V day for us was also marked with drama, adventure and humility.
Usually, the words ‘happy Valentine’s day’ with a kiss first thing in the morning, followed with a coffee/tea and/or breakfast/toasts in bed, and/or a flower/flowers is all that’s necessary to celebrate the day of love, don’t you think? The words ‘I love you’ is what’s most important.
This time around, we were fortunate enough to get out of the house and go for a quick country drive (one of our favourite pastimes) down the south coast. The weather was slightly overcast with a little drizzle but pleasant enough still. We managed to make a pit stop at the op shop for yours truly to have a browse and find some knick-knacky stuff and secondhand jewellery/beads for a new art/creative project that I’m working on. We then picked up some food/drinks supplies along the way and continued on our journey. We enjoyed creamy/ambrosial Clyde River rock oysters.
We made it to the town of Narooma at dusk. After a very bizarre and unfortunate/offensive kafuffle/encounter with the owner/staff at the first motel we checked in, we were lucky to find and safely check in at The Tree Motel instead. The staff there were friendly/welcoming and we spent the night relaxing/eating in front of the telly. We were a little shaken/disappointed by what had happened to us earlier.
The following morning, the weather was perfect. It was fine/sunny, the sky was beautiful beachside blue, lightly brushed with patches of white clouds. After chatting with the staff at the motel and admiring/photographing the magnificent tree in the garden, we leisurely headed back home. We visited a few touristy spots in the town, meandered through picturesque country/rural backroads, and stopped by at beautiful/scenic beaches where we searched and found some beautiful stones/rocks. We safely arrived home late at night, and fell into deep sleep the minute we went to bed.
So this year, despite some unfortunate/unfriendly events beyond our control, our Valentine’s day (and the rest of the week) was also one filled with love/joy and happiness. We decided to rise above the shit and made the day our own. It was a day to remember (to say the least) and one we will learn from – not everyone will agree with us. We were very lucky to have spent it together (and with Swan) which is all that we could ask for. Hope you had a good/happy Valentine’s day too. And remember, always look on the bright side of life. smile heart