Lover

When we are young we yearn for something dangerous, alone.
Miles from all the sanctions, structures, household rules of home. 

Tempting shiny worlds appear, round corners to explore.
Day by day we inch our way, bags packed at waiting door. 

Not knowing is intoxicating, Sleeping when you can.
Eating when you're hungry, only, Fleshing out vague plans. 

 A Catwalk of exotic friends, March in and out of view.
 They draw a new exciting line, A portrait sketch of you. 

As time speeds up our faces hold, Our joy and pain, our fear;
In ever darkening outlines, New lines drawn year by year. 

We seek to see in strangers, the language bodies hold.
The Holy grail of loving; The rainbow pot of gold . 

And searching for our tribe, We gravitate and hone-
The pack of cubs we recreate, In our revolving home . 

In times on earth, we're lucky, To experience the deep,
The treacle pool of liquid love, As through our blood it seeps. 

Yet I have heard from wise ones, who live a thousand lives;
That seeking self in others, is both tragic and unwise. 

Inside the mirror always, From that adolescent child,
Was everything to blossom, From scattered seed so wild. 

For love is pure and boundless, When given free and kind.
And holding your own value, makes love more rich, less blind. 

Be loved and let the light in, Be all you want to be;
For love and life is truly lived, When your own heart is free. 
LW


So far

Hello friends. How has your Spring been so far? Ours has been happily productive the last month or two. After a two year winter, our garden of flowers have begun to raise their faces to the sun.

Mixed media landscape Workshop

Series of Spring workshops. For Artwork Results go to seasparkle.org

It was wonderful to have a spot in a Spring craft Fair last month, dusting off the labels and the boxes and showing a range of Art prints, cards, cushions, mugs and brooches.

Storm Arwen took it’s toll on the caravan which now needs a replacement for it’s steampunk metal windows. (which I quite like!) The caravan is too heavy for me . So it has been cleaned up and is now for Sale. Do let me know if you are in the area and fancy a Summer project!

I am delighted to be able to tell you about my upcoming exhibition at Coldingham Village Hall over the next couple of months. The work will be hung over several weeks as events are on in the hall, and will culminate in a private view at the end, where sales can be taken home straight from the wall!

The Art club were asked to make a piece for the Jubilee. I gave each member a different letter to create their own style of Artwork. These were then put together as a collage on board and will be displayed in Coldingham Priory.

It’s been nice to see faces again.

Nobody is an island. Our place remains full.

Artwork was made all winter, along with many poems written. New pieces have come back from the printer to become prints, cards as well as originals.

There was even a little drama. …..

After three years, The people of the Sea Eyemouth project, finally came to fruition and we performed our show, including the film created in lockdown and Artwork made by yours truly.

And here is our art group’s display in a shop window in Coldingham.

We have new plans coming soon, but until then sending you all a big Spring hug x

Happy creating !

With love, Liz at the Beach Hut xx