Ripples of colour that float through imagination creating a beaded necklace of impressions joined by the invisible tread of possibilities.
In our mind as children, bearers of the past and for runners of the future we draw out our ancestral knowledge and plunge into reality creating ripples that should be left to travel. Don’t stop the flow. Step inside and listen.
What could Celtic Knots and Mind Wandering have in common?
Celtic knots have no apparent beginning or end. When we mind wander we are not consciuos of when it starts or ends. We often go round and round in circles travelling through thoughts and feeling in a similar pattern to the making of a knot.
Celtic knots are constructed around geometrical shapes that could metaphorically reflect brain areas, all connected and running.
While making the knots the artist is captured in a sense of meditation, of quiet mind wandering. Themes around the knots are eternity so infinite possibilities, pattern, life, movement, connections, meanders and labirinths. Mind wandering takes you along the same paths.
The line in a knot at some point goes back to the begining to then begin again just like our thoughts, once they know the way they will automatically find their way round.
Celtic Knots are refered to as knotworks. Can we extend it to brainworks where the knot is seen as the pathway of electrical impulses?
Images at times speak better than words.
Winter is a moment of rest and lethargy for some.
Frost is like the blanket that reminds us that deep underground life has stalled but still alive.
At times the surface nudges us to look deeper and celebrate the wonders of silence and stillness.
The undergrowth is a world of its own.
No matter how short a human is when looking down to the ground we have to crouch and bend.
Our feet crunch,squeeze,scruch and step over a world of wonder.
In winter a carpet of fallen natural elements cover the busy ground with wonder.
Tree trunks show off the beauty of plant life that watches over winter.
Splashes of colour remind us that there is more to come.
A family of seeds stand tall while moss covers secrets of the underground.
Silence…a gift full of sounds and wisdom.
With the New Year I have decided to keep a journal of ideas,thoughts,images and artwork. My mind buzzes continuously. The time has come To share them.
It will be a spontaneous rainfall. A way of capturing my mind wandering. A way of researching the path of creativity in its conscious moments.