Tag Archive | art

Best Recipe

Paper,color and texture
Grids
Nets
And patterns
Opacity
Luminosity
And beauty
Needle, thread
Glue
And lots of love

Combine them
With enthusiasm
A radiant smile
encouraging words
And music, divine

Put them in a place
Surrounded by art
Masterfully made
Beautifully hung

Add eager participants
Creative souls
Eager to try
Mix and stir
And what you will have
Is a Washi* collage workshop
With Lorraine Prichard

March 25th, 2018

*Washi is Japanese handmade paper

Doodling

 

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Doodling and dawdling
Writing with nothing specific in mind
Just letting my mind explore
And go where it wants
A waste of time?
On the contrary
Our minds need play time
Down time
Creative time
When the results don’t matter
And are not judged
It’s like dancing freely
Like no one is watching
Very liberating
Rejuvenating
And exhilarating
At the same time
So, I let my pen
Move across the page
With no agenda in mind
This is time for me to
Nurture that part of me
That used to get neglected
And left out

February 26th, 2018

Broken mirrors

 

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Broken mirrors
Broken dreams
What was once beautiful
And reflected light
Now, lies shattered on the ground

Did the person who break the mirrors
Not appreciate the artistry and hard work of the person
Who put them up?
Why did he find pleasure in destroying
What someone had built with care and love?

The shards of glass litter the ground
They can now cut with their jagged edges
And draw blood

Before, they reflected beauty and light
Now, they represent destruction and anger
And can do harm

This site of beauty destroyed
Holds the gaze of one who passes by
What happened here and why?

Amid this destruction
There are elements that survived
There are structures that stand tall
To testify to resilience
To defiance
To strength
To hope
And there are small pieces of mirror left
That continue to reflect the beauty that surrounds them

Nevertheless, seeing the shattered glass
Saddens the heart and
Makes one wonder
What part of human psyche
Craves this kind of destruction

 

May 22nd, 2016

Back to my roots

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Back to my roots
To where I’m from
I left it long ago
When I was young

Back to my roots
To poetry and art
A place where I did not think
I belonged

Back to my roots
To the city of Shiraz
Where nightingales sing
and jasmine thrives

Back to my roots
Back to the East
Where the sun rises
And the day begins

Back to my roots
To the friends I left
To friends who have
Embraced me once again

Back to my roots
And it feels good
To feel grounded
To feel understood

December 13th, 2017

The artist

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The artist
A sensitive soul
Who feels so deeply that
Overcome with emotion
There is no place for her to turn
Expect to her art
To release the emotions
That have gripped her heart

The artist
Someone who translates her pain
Into a beautiful tableaf or all to see

The artist
The vessel that allows
Herself to be used
To carry the message of
Beauty and hope
Sadness and disappointment
Wisdom and joy

The artist
Humbled by the gift
She has received
Dedicated to telling the stories
That need to be told

The artist
Essential for the health of the soul
Essential for taking the edge off
The realities of living in this world

November 2016

The realm of the invisible…

The faculty that helps us create is other-worldly
Cannot be of the material world
We use elements of the material world
To create beautiful music, write beautiful poetry
Create beautiful art
But what creates it is other-worldly
Intangible
Invisible
Mysterious…

And what comes from the invisible realm
Touches our heart and soul
Which belongs to the realm of the unseen

Music transports us to another time and place
Poetry sheds light on concepts that
Don’t belong to the realm of matter
Art cheers the soul!

The invisible, intangible, mysterious part of our reality
Craves beauty, and harmony and purity
And when presented with these
It feels nourished and satisfied

A sad heart is cheered by a joyous melody
A distressed soul is uplifted by the magic of poetry

The invisible is made visible by the arts
And in turn touches the invisible part of us!

Lida Berghuis
November 24th, 2014

My favorite town…

My favorite town would be a multicultural town
People of all colours and backgrounds getting along

My favorite town would be a creative town
Where artists gather
Art is appreciated
And it’s part of life

My favorite town would be sunny and warm
Warm but not hot
Lots of blue sky!

My favorite town would be a friendly town
Where people encourage each other all the time

My favorite town would be a beautiful town
Beauty of nature and man-made beauty existing side by side

My favorite town would be a colourful town
Alive with different shades and hues
Full of fun!

My favorite town would be a happy town
Laughter would be heard here and there
Giggles would fill the air

Montreal, where I live
Has many of the things that I want
Add lots of sun and warmer winters to what it has
And I’d be living in my favorite town!

Lida Berghuis
November 9th, 2014