AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)


Sunday, January 6, 2013

Wood and Light

Some art featured in a shop at Queenscliff on the Bellarine Peninsula

Art of crafted woods
Grains and tones shine with beauty
A touch of leafed light

Art work has no script
There's just the creative urge
Shaping the vision

Linking to:
SOOC Sunday
Haiku Heights - Script


kaykuala said...

Art work has no script
There's just the creative urge
Shaping the vision

Truly said Gemma! Art is a spontaneous effort. It flows from the talented mind to canvas. In the process brilliance shows itself! Nicely!


Anonymous said...

really lovely!

Anonymous said...

That is really an interesting piece. I love the haiku you've written to go with it.

Kalantikan said...

I am a wood person, and love wood crafts. My friend said i should buy or equip myself with more metals to attract the metals, but still wood is within my psyche! So whatever wood you show me, i will love them, that is so lovely crafted!

Grace said...

I like the art of crafted wood, just the beauty shines itself ~

joanne said...

wood is so tactile ... I love touching the grain, and run my fingers thru carved scrolls and designs once its been worked....

Lady In Read said...

love the haikus and the art in the photo

Norma Ruttan said...

such beauty radiating from this gem of a table!

Meenakshi Malhotra said...

Wow! Gemma, I would say Art follows it sown script!

super liked both the picture and the haiku!

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

The scripter has no script by which to write!

Weird Script



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