Morning brings word

I made this work to pay tribute to the love I yearn for each morning. I love the verse that inspired this: Psalm 143.8 where King David was running from his son Absalom who had just forcefully taken the kingdom from him. Out of all the troubles he’d experienced this was likely his scariest, most humiliating and he was at his lowest moment in life. In his desperate plea to God he asks him to let the morning bring him word of His unfailing love.

In my current storm many times I wake up to the sense of loss- the type you can feel in your gut and I totally relate to this plea – God let this morning bear word and proof of your passionate and unfailing love FOR me. I want to know you’re right here and that this huge hole won’t swallow me up. And somehow in the morning sunshine, the boil of a kettle, a pretty teacup, birds swooping down as they indulge in their morning play, and getting on with the responsibilities of the day, I feel that love fill up my broken places and spill over into my day.

Gouache and ink on 300gsm paper

Morning love

There’s so much I love about the morning. I never see myself as a morning person only because I struggle with waking up- but once I’m up I’m wide eyed most days enjoying the brilliance of the new fresh day.

This morning during my walk I was besotted with the liquid sunshine and shadows, shades of green on the trees, early signs of spring on the wild berry plants and textures all around. The creativity in nature is like a candy store to an attuned mind.

“The morning light bathes me with pulsating rays of your loyal love

Morning draws me into your heart, submerging me in your sea of unfailing love…” Meditating on Psalm143.8

The Beauty of Passing by

A nice crisp morning walk is one of my daily blessings. I really feel bereft when I’m unable to indulge in one as a result of sickness or a late night induced sleep in.

One of the reasons I enjoy my walks is that I love observing and taking in the beauty or quirkiness of the houses I pass by. I try to work out the personalities who live in each house from the type of house and yard they have – I can tell by a mailbox that the owners love sci-fi or are artistic; some yards suggest that a free spirit lives in there; and then some houses only tell me that the owners are rich. I never get tired of walking by the same houses but I get even more thrilled by an impromptu walk in an unfamiliar suburb. I also enjoy imagining if the homes I’m passing by are happy or sad or so so; sometimes I can smell the aroma of breakfast and this makes me smile as my tummy rumbles in anticipation of my own breakfast. I’m sure this is a subject I will keep playing around with in my art practice and I look forward to the opportunity. It’s fantastic to enjoy the little blessings of the mundane.

This sketchbook exploration was with markers and colour pencils.

Recent favourite pics over the last few weeks

It’s been hectic over the last couple of weeks, but I’ve still been taking pictures during the day. Here are a few favourites.

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Breakfast!

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Move, I wanna see too!

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Hot Jaguar

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Between the Jacarandas

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Hi There! Welcome

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Lights  & Shadows in the morning

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Beauty through my window

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Gimme

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Rainbow Lorekeet Just Chilling

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Group exercise time

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Drying off

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I’ve got my EYE on you

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Morning frolick in the storm waters