It has been a while since I wrote in ‘mysophistgarden’. Mostly because I was writing somewhere else.
Author: Sandy
What does it take to make a change?
A conversation with a friendly acquaintance a week or two ago comes to mind as I sit to write. It was about after the time when things have changed, are changing and should change; and feelings. The question that would summarise the content of it was: What does it take to move on and change…
following where it grows
This morning my sabre saw and I cut out 95% of a bohemia tree which has been growing in my parents back garden for a very, very long time. As is its want, the tree is strappy and seeks the company of other trees to help it grow up to the sky. Over the past…
… run out of words…
A journal, a book, a series of pages: I don’t know. What do you think?
Make a wish
….13.5 billion years ago you began as a part of a big bang in a vacuum that expanded through all time and space and became light and dark, day and night, stars, moons, planets and all manner of things.
WORDS
I have spent sometime in the past 12 months playing with idea of the real meaning of words. Simple words that often get overlooked or overused in new contexts that shadow their meaning.
Through Time and Space
Through Time and Space is a series of images of which some will be on display at the Fairfield Library in Brisbane for the month of January. The story began with a request to draw a paper plane in space for Flightmode’s Westward breeze album. The simple paper plane going through a nebula that was…
Two Rooms
To feel safe you have to be able to stand in the darkness and be present.
sound of connection?
It came out of the conversation…. when is a vibration sound?
Garden Renovation time….
Oh it is a glorious mess in my garden today. I have plan lots of them in my head, places the digging and moving will lead to but right now it is just a mess! It is time for all the dangerous cactus along my back fence to leave and another consideration of how to…
Light within spaces, stories of being.
The telling of story made an appearance in my thinking this morning. I know it has been a while since I have written in here but quiet is also good for a person and I needed a little. My art work had become predictable and felt like it wasn’t where I was at. New came…
