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oooh i just had to do this one..
This was on my friend's Natalie's blog... and Ii couldn't resist. The first artwork that popped into my head was this:

What Famous Work of Art Are You?

'Sofala'

by Russell Drysdale

Painting - Inner Space

'Inner Space (siddhas)'

acrylic on canvas

It's amazing what we are able to see and understand today compared to 10 years ago or even 100 years ago.

I don't know why i couldn't see it then. Perhaps life is like a series of join the dots and until it gets to a certain point, you don't really know what picture it is. So until all the little connections are joined, perhaps until then, we will not understand today. Neither will we be capable of seeing or reacting in the same way.

i am connecting paths in me, building freeways and highways, little streets and dead ends. I have made U-turns, 3 point turns and sometimes little accidents, and even big ones. Every connection unfolds a little more, and i may become a closer friend to myself or a worse enemy. Choice to embrace or discard, it all occurs within me. And hopefully i learn - to be unconditional when come face to face with every rise and fall.

The whole universe is a series of connections... This painting is about connections and how all things are connected within the inner space of all beings. It is about compassion and love when the connections are understood.

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VALENTINE"S day post

Hello.. Happy Valentine's Day!!!!! :o)

sorry this took so long. i had to take pictures with my camera and upload it.. but for some reason Blogger isn't allowing me to add photos today ..... the Done buttons refuses to appear ;oS

Anyway....... My other half Steve did the draw while fixing the engine of his ute earlier this afternoon and.................. the winner of the painting collage "Love's Muse" below is........

Drum Roll..................



Julie H! :oD


I will be posting the painting on friday on friday when i can make it to the post office. Hope you like it. :o)

Hope everyone else had a nice valentine's day. I came home to a new friend in the garden.. a potted meyer lemon tree!!!! no fruits yet but hopefully soon. i love fruit trees and hope to have a few more in the garden... after i start a herb garden.... wish i could show you but i'll have to wait until blogger decides to be nice to me.....

have a great week, everyone!!!


lots of love
Sulea

Valentine's Day GIVEAWAY!!! WOOHOO!!!!

I have been so inspired lately by the art giveaways from my friends Dotee and Dawn that I too decided that it would be nice to create something for someone to celebrate Valentine's Day!!! Dotee is holding another love art doll giveaway, so you may want to visit her blog here!!!

I didn't really know what i was going to paint at first but looks like i painted an angel lol. After several layers of paint on canvas, some transfer attempts (which i learnt from some instructions by a very talented friend Kelsey), encouraged by music from Andrea Bocelli, leaf prints from the garden, 4 hours of attention without having lunch and voila.......... this is the final outcome. hehe.

If you would like to be in the running for this piece of Original art, please put your name down in the comments section and a name will be drawn on ... how about Wednesday 14th of February!!!

'Love's Muse'

mxed media on canvas

16 by 22 cm

With much Love,

Sulea

Reflections ........

Tired of arguing, explaining or defending,

tired of blocking, avoiding or confronting

tired of reacting, trying, or grasping

no more to excuses, confusion or delusion

futile are words

when the heart is elsewhere

residing in silence

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Painting - The Burning

The Burning

acrylic on canvas

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february comes

before i am ready

i look to see

what is going on

for i am in my own world
mingling in beingness
waiting for absoluteness
when will mind fall off the brink
of knowingness
into infinite
nothingness

spending the days throwing thoughts
into the furnace of beingness

burning up knowingness
into paintings
and scribbles
watching passion and boredom manifest
from nothing into meaningfulness
and back again to nothingness

like the high and lows of the ocean wave
pushing and pulling
pacing to and fro
not going

anywhere at all

watching

it all turn to dust
memories fade
never existed at all
nothing done in doing

what am i
if i never was

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