free spirit

Pigeon Peas

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Tue, 26 Jan 2016 14:43:00 +0000

Sitting side by side, we watch the footie whilst shelling peas.

Walls

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Sat, 05 Dec 2015 01:28:00 +0000

Listen
carefully,
walls can
talk

they speak
of
origins,
ocean passages

quarried ethnicity
handled, heft
and hewn.

Listen up,
for all
will
fall.

Cocoa whisks

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Wed, 21 Oct 2015 16:20:00 +0000

Work in Progress

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Thu, 15 Oct 2015 13:04:00 +0000

Calabash

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Fri, 02 Oct 2015 17:32:00 +0000

Full Harvest Blood Moon

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Tue, 29 Sep 2015 16:21:00 +0000

She danced with the cherry tree after breaking free

from behind the mountain.

When the shadow of the home of humankind

claimed her radiant face, ours upturned as one

and basked in the silent awe of her pale blood blush .

Sun, heat and shade

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Sat, 26 Sep 2015 22:36:00 +0000

It is so hot. Energy is scarce and calls for a stroll in the shade of the cocoa, yearning for a rustle of leaves from a cooling breeze.

New Beginnings

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Tue, 22 Sep 2015 23:35:00 +0000

It has been over a year and, one day, I might write about the time spent away, but for now I am happy to share the beginnings of a new project being undertaken by an inspirational friend of mine.
The space in which this story starts has held many stories before this one,

but before very long, here, as you step through the door, your senses will be greeted by the familiar, intoxicating (and yet, surprisingly, still little known) world of all that is cocoa and chocolate.

It seems fitting that these walls will hold history, process and the magic of artisans learned over centuries, whilst providing a special space for everyone to relax learn, unwind, share and enjoy.

I have been very fortunate to be present at the beginning of several of my friend's projects and so look forward to seeing where this one will transport us all.

Cocoa, Shells, Beans and Basket

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Mon, 18 Aug 2014 13:52:00 +0000

Acrylic on canvas 30" x 36"

Today marks the start of Grenada Chocolate Fest. and the opening of the
"In Celebration of Chocolate" exhibition at the Art and Soul Gallery.

Retreat

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Wed, 23 Jul 2014 12:05:00 +0000

Another island,another time.

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Sun, 20 Jul 2014 14:46:00 +0000

Ios, Cyclades, Greece, 1972

Harbour

with a rescue cat that we brought from Athens.

Home, Mylapota Valley

Lesser Antillean Tanager

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Tue, 10 Jun 2014 18:06:00 +0000

The cherry tree today was host to one of my all time favourite birds.
This little beauty is only found here in Grenada. and in
St. Vincent and the Grenadines.
You can find out more here

Mary and the postcards

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Tue, 03 Jun 2014 11:36:00 +0000

Mary and the postcards Jackie Morris, an artist, illustrator, writer and dragon lady extraordinaire is holding the most wonderful give away! Why not pop over to her blog and give yourself a visual feast and a chance to win. :)

Frog

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Mon, 02 Jun 2014 20:19:00 +0000

Found frog again
today.

She was lying
on top of the
newly cleared
ground where
we used to have
a little house once
upon a time.

I don't think
she is an
ancient
artefact,
possibly

she was bought
from Michael
who carves
stone items
locally
but I really
can't
remember
when or
where I got
her from.

She had
survived a
cutlass blow
or two...
but it was good
to hold her again.

In Kalinago
cosmology
'Frogwoman'
is associated
with the rainy
season so I am
hoping that our
reunion is a
good omen
and a sign
of water
to come.

Stones

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Mon, 26 May 2014 16:17:00 +0000

There
is
a
plan,
change
is
afoot

but
first
I need
to
do
this

free up
the
stones
so
they
can
speak

and
tell
us
what
the
truth
is.

Tina

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Mon, 28 Apr 2014 14:38:00 +0000

You came to visit
after 14 years
my friend.

It was
extraordinary
to be with you
again.

I was afraid,
at first,
to share this
space, my place

with you who
know me
from a time

where crystal waters
never flowed
my head
bowed
in fear
of discovery
of fraud.

Uncalled for

as it all turned out

and everything

resolved, the doubt

that kept me from

myself

evapourated

fizzled out

We took you to our sacred sites
the places where
the world is right
a glimpse of
what could be
was seen

a crack opened
and your light
shone in.

Language that was lost

to me, flowed once more,

unceasingly, we garbled,

gabbled, giggled, gagged

with laughter
that illuminated
darkest corners,
infiltrated.

Playing tourist
seeing sights
being happy
feeling free

all the things you brought to me
the person that I want to be

It was so hard to let you go
just when I had got to know
that years are not a barrier to the thread that binds us, that love
stretches beyond oceans and hearts stay forever entwined when open.

Tatou as keeper of stones

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Wed, 08 Jan 2014 17:12:00 +0000

2013

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Tue, 31 Dec 2013 11:40:00 +0000

If you
were a test
then
we tried.
Your
challenges
were
hard
and
beyond
any
learned
experience.
We
struggled,
floundered,
regrouped
and
crashed,
repeatedly.

Following
tradition,
taking
instruction
from
wiser,
older
heads
we
continued.

We put down roots, nurtured each other, picked up the pieces.
Wake, work, sleep was the mantra of the days that brought,
seemingly impossible, tasks that were attempted, repeated,
completed, resolved.
New, tender leaves grew,. Brazen branches flung embraces.
A cloak of forbidding foliage, protected our daily lives.
Dead wood was cut out, a fire was re kindled.
Light beamed in through the spaces created.
Kindnesses, gentle as kisses, brought the blossom.

#naphopomo Day 30 The ending up

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Sun, 01 Dec 2013 00:18:00 +0000

Today, the last day of naphopomo, began with a smile
whilst meeting up with a best friend and reading the
names of the boats at the fish market.
'Doggy Style' caught my eye!

'T', having finished selling in town when we caught up with him,
was selling for other people and behind him, through the wire
fencing, I saw

another time, lives lived before on Melville Street.
It has been enjoyable, this daily posting of 'something'.
I have not always risen to the ocassion, but the naphopomo
challenge was interesting.
Our 'day to day' (isolated within a frame) spoke of inner
things that we were unaware of, attuned to a moment
that otherwise may have passed by, unnoticed. Thanks
again to Karen aka Chookooloonks who brought us all
here , to this wonderful space where many lives,
lived in numerous places,that have been
shared through a lens,
with lessons loved and learned, united creative souls
of many persuasions.
It takes a special kind of person to do this, a person
who can see beyond her own boundaries to embrace,
inspire and include one and all.
Much love Karen and thank you xxx

#naphopomo Day 29 Pumpkiness

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Fri, 29 Nov 2013 23:27:00 +0000

#naphopomo Day 28 Breadnut

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Thu, 28 Nov 2013 23:42:00 +0000

#naphopomo Day 27 Almost Time

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Wed, 27 Nov 2013 22:25:00 +0000

Making an early start this year, not going to be left behind
with cobwebbing and cleaning and all there is to mind.
A true Grenadian Christmas requires a lot of elbow grease,
beginning now might help us find the path to inner peace!

#naphopomo Day 26 Fixing

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Tue, 26 Nov 2013 21:01:00 +0000

if something is broken

my husband will fix it.

#naphopomo Day 24 In Hiding

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Sun, 24 Nov 2013 20:41:00 +0000

#naphopomo Day 23 Catch a Falling Star

noreply@blogger.com (zooms) — Sat, 23 Nov 2013 22:23:00 +0000

when you open your mouth
do the wrong words come out?
are you constantly offending
someone?
are your jokes in bad taste?
does your expression
mask
the well meaning person
beneath it?