the inspiration for Ice Palace
One thing ... What is the one thing you would save in a fire? What is one thing you would tag on a wall? What is the one thing you would say to a dead loved one if you saw them again? What is the one thing that motivates you to rise in the morning? What is the one thing you would love to do well? What is the one thing you would love to taste? What is the one thing you would love to find under the Christmas tree? What is the one thing you would like to hear said in church? What is the one thing that will bring peace into our homes? One thing ... I think we should look at the ordinary world
with more curiosity and more wonder. Attentiveness. Wonder. Awe. A recipe for gratitude. Poetry that invites reflection. A place where one can run or amble or pause. Stunning views. Invigorating wind. A cultural icon. Some people are so talented!! What I love about this street art is how the community interacts with it. I LOVE old, worn, vintage textiles ... for many reasons.
They contain within them such a powerful story. I like to continue their story by re-using them, as in Ladies a Plate, or Cosy Up With A Bit Of Skirt. The textiles are beautiful. They invite a tender stroke or caress. And when someone like Mister Finch converts vintage textiles into works of art, the effect is stunning, magical, a visual delight. The spoken word has power: to entrance the soul; to capture the spirit; to empower the vulnerable; to encourage the disheartened; to revitalise the dispirited; to give life. How do you imagine quiet? The absence of sound? An interior quality? Intentional? A special place? A type of prayer? Lonely? An opportunity to focus? A blessing? A gift? Art is healing. Collaborative art is healing. It gives a voice to the unspeakable. It gives raw emotions a tangible form. It creates a safe community for the vulnerable. As I walk through the tracks around my home, the piwakwaka (NZ Fantail) loves to come out and play. Dipping and diving; flitting and flying; laughing and living life fully. I cannot help but pause; watch; delight; and feel a smile spread across my face. Such a small teacher ... such a big lesson. |
Liz PearceI am a doll-maker; a doll interpreter; a doll activist, perhaps, using this medium to reflect on the human condition. Archives
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