County Clare Cont...


an etsy find


today is the day after St Patricks day.

lastnight the boys got their green milk, ate their pickles and enjoyed a piece of homemade cheesecake with green polka dots.

i think Morgan is happy now.

just to make sure, i dyed the eggs green this morning.(i am pretty sure no one in Ireland does such ridiculous things!)
after i posted, i went to bed thinking of Irene, Ireland, my roots, my freckles, ened up watching a little tv and what was on? my favorite show destination truth! whats this? exploring the cliffs of Mohr in search of fairy folk?! now thats what i call good mindless tv.

but i fell asleep. rats.

i did however get a glimpse of the cliffs, the pubs, the people which was the perfect ending to my day.

fascinating folklore - im not a big sci-fi type person but i do love folklore!

favorite Irish-y cinema:
into the west love those little irish brothers!



Irene


ciao bella photography
the cliffs of mohr county clare

this is a tired post. it is St. Patricks day. my son didn't get his green milk this morning and then came home upset that i didn't send him to school with a green muffin. i used to stay up late and scatter gold nuggets of chocolate around the house, cook irish themed food all day and tuck them in bed with stories of leprachauns and magic.
this year, pickles. thats right. i bought a jar of pickles. they're green right?
i didn't think they'd notice.
oops.
on a lovelier note, today reminds me of someone special. my grandmother Irene Slattery. when she passed, my father took a special trip to the cliffs of mohr and scattered her ashes into the sea. she loved it there as it is the place of her ancestry. i miss her so so much. someday i will go there.
slainte!
milady




Morning Train





Olaf Hajek , Berlin
follow me on my morning train around the world over a cup of coffee. picture this, its mid march and it looks like christmas outside. a white out. again. when the sun does come out i can look forward to mud up to my ankles. i'm more than ready for a tulip or 3! getting the picture?

kids off to school, me still in pj's, clean up a little, just enough so i can justify time spent what im about to do...start my day waking up the artist in hibernation & go on a little adventure, knowing full well i'll get lost and wander, happily i might add, into other artists work, worlds, which lead me to other artists worlds etc..etc....
all aboard?
let's go!
1. check my blog, no comments :( feeling alone in the world... ) boo hoo

2. think 'll go to Pikaland (good day miss Amy!) and see what's up with Benconservato's monster giveaway

3.then, some delighful kitties catch my eye on the left side bar, click, ah yes!Jamie Shelman (get stuck over here for a while and do some homework for assignment#6
4. what's this? her blog? click, click , click (get jealous of people who go to museums and wear nice coats and eat fancy macaroons ) and find....

5. Carson Ellis and Catherine Campbell,oh yes, i remember these guys! and then the Devon Rex kitties which remind me of dear Elisabeth.
6. here i also discover Olaf Hajek, get lost in his wild bouquets... and Sarah Mcneil, had to check her out because she reminded me of my life in Sydney and trips to Manly where i too could enjoy gelato and wear something on my feet other than snowboots. at some point i discover this delightful little film. so cute.
7. save , click , fight with text links..lose my entire train route of hyperlinks...want to cry...

8. backtrack my steps and redo all the links... look outside. still snowing. 9. alot of time passes ...
10.coffee freezing cold, still in pj's, i'm back from my travels.

11. who wants to do taxes anyway?

xo milady
ps thanks to all of the above for an inspired morning adventure!

Soar




Do you have feelings leftover from memories of flight?
i do. i think its what makes me love this
music and film : Winged Migration. i listen to the soundtrack in the car, the kids think its weird. someday they will be glad that i planted all these foreign artsy seeds in their heads.
the photography of
Tom Chambers makes me wish i was a pro at photoshop. i could sit at my computer and knit together reality and fantasy whilst listening to my weird bird music.
xo milady

Hello Ink


i opened the ink pot today. it had been so long the lid was stuck.
"just start somewhere...just do it" a good voice counselled and soon ideas were taking form and stories unfolded. pages filled with visual to-dos. i've got alot, alot of work ahead of me!
why had i waited so long?
charming zodiac illustrations by krize smiling shop

LOVE TO ALL




especially my dear sweet little Angus may all the saints and angels keep you.
i painted this years ago, had no idea until now why. my sweet husband was helping me
make my studio more inviting and found this stacked in the corner. we both realized at the same time that it was him. i wasn't going to blog about this but secrets can be dangerous.
this is the portrait of our boy who lives not in this world but in the place i visit in my most inspired dreams. Sometimes the greatest love of all doesn't feel like it at all.
Love to all,
xo milady

Finding Beauty in the Beast




Some say Heaven is just a fancy product of the way we humans use our gift of imagination to ease our worries of what we do not know.
Hogwash!

As on Earth as it is in Heaven. Dream it, see it...Draw it into Being. There are places so real I see in other's art, so real i want to go there on vacation.
I am seeing my own Heaven these days. The cue for new art is filling up & Im seeing & feeling comfort in my own vision.
It is what i live to do - as above, so below.

peace,

milady