“Art is literacy of the heart” Elliot Eisner / “Arte não é pureza; é purificação, não é liberdade; é libertação.” Clarice Lispector

sábado, 31 de janeiro de 2015

Imbolc


Imbolc Night

Imbolc candles burn so bright,
On windows sills they sit
They call the Sun to see the light;
Through eve we keep them lit

We plow the field to sow the seeds,
As winter begins to die
Brigid’s bed made and crosses weaved
On our altar they so lie

Candle flames surround the night
With love our circle’s cast
  Promise of spring, we honor Brigid
The time has now come at last


~ written by Lady Caer Morganna


Imbolc marks the early signs of Spring, such a snowdrops and crocuses, and the lengthening of days. The lighting of fires and candles represent the return of the Sun. We honor the Goddess Brighid as the waiting bride of the returning Sun God, and we celebrate a ritual of cleansing and purification.



For

SundayPostcard Art - Imbolc



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Inspired by a quote

 Art=Love



Is Art understandable?


For

Digitalmania - Quotes on Art


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Freebies

Just right-click and save the papers. I hope you can use them  in  your creations.























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sexta-feira, 30 de janeiro de 2015

Men are men













For

Moomania - masculine



Rucola Designs - background paper
Imagine by Fran - border & kite


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She is a butterfly that will never escape



There she is
face of a mask,
lips of red
her obi tells her status,
her materials detrmine the space in her pockets
her fan tells her dance
the music she playes her skill
her words her knowledge
her shoes her age
the hair her level in the job
but what of her life?
but what of that face behind that mask of makeup?
the past that she gave up for this?
for whatever reason,
for better or worse,
she is a butterfly that will never escape
the mess of cherry blossom petals
a plague of beauty that binds all which touch it.
a dance in which is never really planned according to everything
that is also called life.
more ever as a geisha's life



Angela Fong



For

Collage Obsession


Elements by Regina Falango


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quinta-feira, 29 de janeiro de 2015

The bee and the flowers


 “There is one masterpiece, the hexagonal cell, that touches perfection. 
No living creature, not even man, has achieved, in the centre of his sphere, what the bee has achieved in her own: and were some one from another world to descend and ask of the earth the most perfect creation of the logic of life, we should needs have to offer the humble comb of honey.”
- Maurice Maeterlinck




For

Lunagirl -bees



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We are dreamy beings

Sometimes, we lose confidence in ourselves and we forget we are dreamy beings. But the moment the poetry of life fades, we stop living hopefully. Life has to be magical and our dreams are our fuel to make the impossible possible. Your dreams can be big or small. It doesn't matter as long as you can accomplish them. I am going to tell you something about a young man I  met seventeen years ago when I was teaching English at a course. When he started working there, he was my trainee for some time till he was prepared to have his own classes. In the beginning, I used to observe him but I have never believed in pedagogical practices without emotional involvement. In short, we become friends and that young man taught me one of the most important lessons on dreams: he was poor and loved English so much. He didn't have money to pay for an English course. So he learnt English alone, reading dictionaries in public libraries. He mastered English as if he was a native speaker. It was fantastic! Some time later, he was accepted at Rio de Janeiro State University where he studied English Language and Literature and left us. I still look up to him. He worked towards success, exercising his courage, proving to himself and to other people that his poverty was not a boundary the world had put in front of him. He is an example of direction and purpose in my opinion and I always tell his story to my students: nothing can stop a focused mind. My work is a tribute to my trainee who became my teacher and to all people who chase their dreams/ happiness.


Have a magical day!

Karla


For
Paint Party Friday

&

Try it on Tuesday - Add some fabric


&


Sunday Sketches

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terça-feira, 27 de janeiro de 2015

Her Cloudy Hat


“Some hats can only be worn if you're willing to be jaunty, to set them at an angle and to walk beneath them with a spring in your stride as if you're only a step away from dancing. They demand a lot of you.” 
― Neil Gaiman


For 

Three Muses -  Hats



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What else do you need?

Hello Elizabeth! Hello My Lovelies!

How are you? Hope life has been treating you well. This is my last week at home: yep, work starts on February 2nd. The dream is over. I am an indoor type I confess. Love staying in with my girls. But there is no choice: life is shouting "c'mon Karla! Let's start over, my dear! ". So here I go, afraid of the new educational policies which make  no sense at all, especially after being teaching for 25 years. Neoliberalism destroys everything. I hope to retire before things get worse. What gives me solace is the fact that I love my job.
There is no news about my daughter's university yet. The  process is long and tiring. We are here waiting and waiting. But we will survive.

Have a magical day!


Karla

For

T stands for Tuesday

&

Moomania


&

Mix it Monthly

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segunda-feira, 26 de janeiro de 2015

Open again


“It is strange how often a heart must be broken 
Before the years can make it wise.” 
― Sara Teasdale


For

Digital Whisper - Neon Signs



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Tori - The Dragon Raining Hearts

For the second week of "Valentine" at The Cheerful Stamp Pad, I've created a card using an image designed by Conie Fong. It's called Tori The Dragon Raining Hearts and you can find it at Sweet Peas Stamps. I hand coloured my lovely image and layered it onto two scrapbook papers from Toke e Crie. Then,I adorned my card with some foam hearts, crystals, ribbons and lace.The sentiment is from Creative Imaginations. 


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domingo, 25 de janeiro de 2015

Co-Creatrix

“She is so bright and glorious that you cannot look at her face or her garments for the splendor with which she shines. For she is terrible with the terror of the avenging lightning, and gentle with the goodness of the bright sun; and both her terror and her gentleness are incomprehensible to humans.... But she is with everyone and in everyone, and so beautiful is her secret that no person can know the sweetness with which she sustains people, and spares them in inscrutable mercy.” 
― Hildegard of Bingen



For

Take a Word - I am a woman



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Softly Surreal

 Oniric




Her Unbearable Lightness




Queen of Time



For Digitalmania - softly surreal



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Robert gave me a cup of kindnesss in 1985

You should be asking the reason why  I chose such a weird title. Well, my lovelies, I studied Robert Burns at university in 1985. Literature/ Poetry is like air in my life. They are the beauty conceived by the gods.



For Sunday Postcard Art - Robert Burns


Background paper/ poem by Krystal, Sandie & Heather


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sábado, 24 de janeiro de 2015

Beeline

People create their own questions because they are afraid to look straight. All you have to do is look straight and see the road, and when you see it, don't sit looking at it - walk.
Ayn Rand



For

Collage Obsession - peculiar



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