Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Love and Light

Thank you for showing up yesterday, here at my little art opening , your support is wonderful and means the world to me. I'm truly grateful and want you to know how much I appreciate you.

The light was gorgeous yesterday when Laura came by for pictures. This is the time of day I call the golden hour, everything is beautiful shrouded in that golden light. We shot pictures, giggled, Ms L had just come from yoga, brain scrubbed, standing straighter, taller.
We finished the day with dinner outside in that golden light, soon the sun dipped below our horizon and became someone else's morning.....

I have a brother who builds wooden boats,
Who knows precisely how a board
Can bend or turn, steamed just exactly
Soft enough so he, with help of friends,
Can shape it to the hull.

The knowledge lies as much
Within his sure hands on the plane
As in his head;
It lies in love of wood and grain,
A rough hand resting on the satin
Of the finished deck.

Is there within us each
Such artistry forgotten
In the cruder tasks
The world requires of us,
The faster modern work
That we have
Turned our life to do?

Could we return to more of craft
Within our lives,
And feel the way the grain of wood runs true,
By letting our hands linger
On the product of our artistry?
Could we recall what we have known
But have forgotten,
The gifts within ourselves,
Each other too,
And thus transform a world
As he and friends do,
Shaping steaming oak boards
Upon the hulls of wooden boats?

*Wooden Boats Judy Brown
Thank you for sharing my joy and appreciating my little boats, xo Ro


  1. This poem is very good (and needed) food for my brain today -- thanks, Ro.

  2. Ahhhhhhhhhhh, love that golden light....

    This poem is new to me--great images--I keep mulling them over.

    Hope this day is beaming bright for you, too!

  3. I love this too...I love woodworking but I have never ever done it. xoxo

  4. love and light back to you my friend!
    lovely poem as well!
    hugs (((to you)))

  5. I hope your brain had a good day Harsi, note in the poem we couldn't get it done without friends :)

    Ohhh that light Caroline I took a bath in it yesterday. I love the images too, of sturdy hands the smell of fresh wood, honest work.

    I hope you will give it a try sometime Mona.

    Hugs to you Deb, your hugs always fill my heart with joy!