When fingers, mind and inspiration come together in harmony, civilizations are born.
Good to get back to a bit of sketching
A sketch I did of a scene in Namibia in Southern Africa – a land of mystery and wide open spaces.We had the privilege of living there for a time. A wonderful experience. A beautiful and strange land.
” Like dried up and hard pathways in a human brain, no longer in use, but carrying within them distant memories of Winter, Spring, Summer and Autumn.”
I took this shot on the same walk I described in the previous post.
The Boabab tree dots the African landscape. To the local peoples, these magnificent trees are seen to be retainers of the memories of the ancestors. There is a sanctity about them. Their branches always remind me of hundreds of fingers reaching out and trying to clutch the sky. I love sketching and drawing them.
Passed this lichen on my walk yesterday.
I’ve always been a great admirer of the poetry and writings of Mary Oliver. The other day I was going through some notes of mine and came across these words of hers – deeply touching. Sadly, she died in January 2019.
“When it’s over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.”
She lived these words.