SilentSentinels

The ephemeral work continuous,

next to a solid bridge which 

as a result of the floods also 

became ephemeral.

as did lots of what we understood to be solid stuff

during the flood affected areas

which reminds me:

"If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d grab ours back"

 

 

 

 

 

TheEphemeralArtMovementActivated

The best is yet to come

TheGiftOfBread

It was a rainy day, which stopped me from finishing a paint project.

I used the opportiunity of the rain softened earth to pull some weeds

in readiness for some more vegetable planting

Then, inside I decided to make bread.

I took a mixing bowl and placed a handful of flour, 

some dry yeast, a spoonfull of sugar (food for the yeast)

and some warm water, mixed it and let it stand.

I mashed some cold potatoes with cream to a creamy substance

when the flour mix was bubbly and twice its volume

I added the potato, a couple of eggs 

and enough flower to make a pliable dough

Nothing was measured, its simply bread, an ancient food 

I kneaded it and let it rise, punched it down

kneaded it once more let it rise and punched it down again

kneaded it again and shaped it into two balls

placed them into a bread tin, proofed it and baked it 

'It is nice to be kneaded'

ItIsCatching

0n my daily walk in the forest

 (and this day a soft summer rain created 

a gentle fragrant poetic experience)

 I found that the idea of the rock on the log

which I found and created some weeks ago

is catching

and has been inspiring others' creative spirits

'The business of man is the arts and all things common'

ASoftRockOnAHardLog

and then there were two

this one a soft rock

on a hard log

'The Power Of Limits'