Life on the Edge

Every sound
has a home
from which it has come
to us
and a door
through which it is going
again
out into the world
to make another home.
...........  David Whyte—from “The Winter of Listening”

At the ancient pond
a frog plunges into
the sound of water
...........  Masuo Basho

Slowly, slowly over a period of three months, both outside in the weather and inside the warming house, the meticulous oil painting “Oasis” gradually emerged out of winter’s silent gestating darkness and into the world of Spring singing a vibrational tapestry of colour. Meditate on it long enough and one’s understanding of reality shifts into connective realms visible yet hidden; transitory, yet eternal where the sound of color resonates through one’s very soul.

During these same months, in the wee hours of the night while the oils were drying waiting for the next day’s thin layer, my partner Sally Horne also worked on setting up a web site. Today, with an excitement that goes with any creative unveiling, Sally launches her “Moonstone Mandala” into the public arena. For a more in-depth exploration—both visual and written—of “Oasis” and all the other mandalas painted here at Windgrove by Sally go to:
http://www.moonstonemandala.com

While there, discover how colour and pattern weave magic circles in sacred and profound ways; where every mandala has a home from which it has come to us and a door through which it is going again out into the world to make another home;

where Sally’s frog of emergence splashes into the age of the internet.