I PAINT WITH MY EYE MY HAND AND MY HEART

ART is where I shed a Masterpiece

Art is where I shed coloured; rain

If you were the Mono Lisa, every -one would come and see

Everyone is not the same

It seems to me that’s who I am

A …ME……………

Eyes to view, looking wide to unlock sky

A rare and priceless piece of art my heart clock…… in my mind’s eye

I will not renounce my soul I will only paint truth.no lies from me

I stand in front of my masterpiece

I cannot tell you how it hurts so much…holding rainbow sky

My hand to eye my heart it cried

I am resilient, but I stand alone with angels who stand guard by me

A wounded woman painting marks….

Tiny particles of light fused hopefully confronting sparks

Honesty……. it sometimes hurts

To be a chosen one

To be the one to paint and write a masterpiece; my love for art

Where once I was held in deep repose a chamber dark

A miracle of paint marks; hidden….. living inside ;which then arose

I am a master piece ………I have now attached

Unlike a thief in the night; he who goes…

Leaving me with painful eyes; wound marks; …..done

Lengths of pain belonging to the chancer’s clan…..but I have won

I can’t tell you why it hurts so much…to paint a master piece….but it can

But you cannot feel…. as I do my soul

The strength that lives inside

Is to attach you, to feeling growth

My prize is to paint a World; I am now left stripped without disguise

To touch others with what life moves inside

Marks, strokes which have begun

That is my note for all to queue

My life being now creativity

Out came a flowing river once held now new

Now each eye and hand is used to make my marks

My loudest note is in my hand ; I paint always with my heart

March 17^th 2011……..this was started … I have now fine tuned it……hope you like it …it is about truth.

A Poem … for my Rainbow

Bruises

 

Waiting for that formula for love is a rare find

I never knew a formula could hold a heaven to stop time

A chemistry fusion …understanding bruises

 

The fusion now moments …surviving love blasts

A connection to fizz…a hope fusion to last

 

These elements fall rockets from skies

Where insides…get lit…where elements fly

 

Inside these two arm folds… interactions’ take place

The richness and depth formed a sincere and sure space

A recipe blown in from chemistry lace

 

Colours fuse now hitting arc’s made from light

Holding pain they now vow to mix meld and blend their eye-sight

 

Losing is how love always wins

Everyone colours from bruises…

 

Bruised these two strong elements have fused

A taste once bitter in empty throats once bereft

Is to understand humans who abuse

 

Formulas that work in a secure merging love….

A truth colour……. unbelievably vivid

Rainbows and Skies

Paintings ……….embracing going forward with living

A prescription fusion; for bruises

A Poem about the excitement…. in my studio last Tuesday ..Oct 16th 2012

The Best is Yet to Come……..for the Girls

Why this paint

Why this boozy adrenalin cocktail space

Nothing much can happen when we are shaking with our laughter face

We are some of us beginners … but nothing is at stake

As long as we are still smiling…. paint is to forsake

We are absolutely fun…. filled in this unique light

We lose all the stress field

We only eat the cake….and denounce all the fight

We chill with the’ mekiss ‘…Lizme

Who we sing to… laugh with…. flying on our wings in our creative flight

 

Artiztime Studio Oct 16 2012

Artiztime is our time…. a time we chill in… its better then any cocktail… except when you accidently put the paintbrush in the wine glass…. check out the video… I hope you all like the excitement I feel… I am so inspired to write about my lovely arty friends we have such fun……………………

Connections……….things happen for reasons

Without sounding weird…. I am such a firm believer in things happening for reasons…when they do, most of the time we survive them, but maybe don’t understand their significance …

I have been invited to paint a story … the story is to be attached to a very old hall … stately home in my area… the story will be about the connection we make with timing and occasions and love … ‘My heart is my loudest note’ is painted on a heart which overhangs in my cottage… so taking up this challenge is one I will relish..

I have seen lots of sides to love… and to paint the connection of marriage which is a declaration for this emotion… I have knowledge in abundence… I however will be painting a story based on the footsteps we all take to enter a new lane/road/path…. I have lots of new ideas to bring to the canvas… just need to get started………..(but when I do… I can’t usually stop)

Co-incidence????

I photographed a couple in the most amazing place …it was in Venice… and the couple asked me to take a photo of them together in St Marks square when I was there this last August… I promptly took the photo for them.. was about to walk away, when the man in the couple asked me to take another photo… and in front of me while I was pressing the button on the camera… got down on one knee and proposed to his girlfriend … I was shocked as the square was full of hundreds of people… I was singled out…why???? I ask myself why??? was it a flook… I don’t believe it was… I am now to paint that moment in time for them to keep for ever … an heirloom for them to have… how wonderful is this…. or significant…was it meant to happen for them and for me….??? I don’t believe in things happening at random… they are meant to… in my opinion… I am uploading a photo of my studio.. it was taken last Tuesday evening

I love painting there…

Lizzie x 

 

New Students work…. working towards a piece of abstract work… keep going Sam.

GEORGE

You never know what is over the horizon… this cat this tiger who is outside somewhere taking us on a hunting you down ride.

 

My daughter has lost her cat George and we are all heart broken… I am going to run in the morning through the fields to call his name… for all my lungs will allow me…

 

I hope I can be her hero and find him… he is so lovely…my  shoes will be running to find him.x

Time

If you have an insight into my life …. then you must be a heart which I trust…

 

For those who have this… you will understand the poem….

 

I have been feeling my Janet… she has brought amazing colours into my life… she was a Golden Angel.

 

And I loved so much.

My Janetxx

Rainbows

Rainbows

Like a nun I know where my heart belongs

I guarded my heart because I want to give it to you

It was lost in deceit

But it has found a home

A well held truth

My heart will never give up; never say good-bye

My heart held truth of a love will never lie

For my heart can never be told that this love will die

To love……

I live with my heart in my hands

Knowing your heart has walked from lies also from shifting sand

Adjourned

Dormant

Suitcase zipped words false; spoken proof

My heart also had been shut down… inside like your pain

It felt afraid and felt cold

Glimpsed suddenly two graves I viewed my youth….Caught inside where I shed rain…a bolt of black suits

 

My World drowning

I had to cope from told lies

With a final gasp this heart is barely alive

 

I survived a Titanic; held under in deep darkness; under depth to cope to claim

 

Meeting you has brought joy to this nearly LOST HEART and its thoughts

You live in my hour’s minute’s seconds; a new stillness you have brought

Your existence… understood clues….Inside my heart

Sacrifices;  gestures I am a new sleuth

 

No need to worry anymore

For I know you only speak truth

 

NO MORE LIES LIKE BEFORE WITH MY LAND

FOR MY HEART NOW FEELS LOVE WHICH IS TRUTH FOR MY SAND

 

 Praying with my big wish…to my Janet for my heart

 

Awaiting it watched……through rain drops to start

A dawn …. Rainbows…

Looking to the sky….. a crown of colour was born for my eyes.

 

Written to shed light from a Rainbow…. xx

Paintings …. the Promise

I am so happy I could almost cry…. the children… all of eleven years…who I took to my exhibition… loved my paintings and they actually understood the story…. it was so good watching them discover the meaning behind the series… it felt so good… I felt so happy and yet amazed at the astuteness of their minds…. and the emotion they showed when they all stood and gazed like open mouthed fish, to acknowledge their teacher …. ME.

One of the boys actually liked the painting of the face of the bride… which accompanies the poem … Behind My Eyes… here it is … you have already had a sneak view of the eyes..now you can see it all… please view my video. x

 

 

 

Behind My Eyes

In the state of undress

Walking forwards to be dressed in WHITE

Is this enough for me …is this it, for the rest of my life?

Will it be enough for ..THIS.. my commitment…to be a chosen wife?

Am I too expecting?

Unknown,

I wish for chaste insight?

Looking for a mirror……… ..Deep pools of heaviness I fight.

I have a beautiful heart

My dress it unfolds with lace

Upward is a dull sky

Is this a sign for my future space?

Will my love remain….a covered shelter?

Where no excitement steals my face!

Am I to be in my APPOINTED room?

Is this the man I planned, has it happened all too quick too soon

If I ever lose this MAN?….. The love I am to merge

Will my colours fade into cloudy days?

If I stare long enough will my fears disperse?

I’m being followed by my heavy heart

Worried ….why is it, inside I cry?

Am I being negative and too absurd…I have thought behind my eyes.

Moving On

Have you ever been somewhere and thought… I remember… so many memories… so many times… so many hours… that we should like to forget.

I have recently had dreams … which have led me to remember… and I so want them to go away.

I am to make a video tomorrow… and I have so much to do in one day… it is scary… so I will not stay long talking to you… I have been involved with teaching poetry today… which is one of my passions… the people involved with morning of poetry liked the detail and subject matter of the piece… its about a journey which came for me… not expected not really planned … but oh! so amazing… I will never forget the day I experienced it.

I will never; I think … forget the day… I met a man called Pete…..he has come into my pathway to help me start another journey… I am aware that I can have this journey now… as I know how you need to run it..

Here is the poem about the day… I ran… I know that day now… it was so necessary for my future journeys… it proved to me how strong I can be… and that I can survive… without … but I oh! so want to be with; and not without; a love for my life… I cant stop smiling and want this smile to stay… those who have a relationship which makes them smile will connect with the emotion I am feeling…I hope you are all smiling..x

Here is the poem… I wrote it in 2009… about the day I spent running the London Marathon.. 

 

A Journey Necessary

I ran my perfect race

The day the sun came out

I walked into the Blue Coral

And cried out with screams and shouts

I met a man from KIWI land

His time with me was now

We both knew it had been a plan

But we had no idea just how?

A Rocking Bella was on my vest

And a signature of love

A tale of whom and what I knew

And words describing mountain paths I’VE trod

I had the knowledge

A lady, big C

A woman who was so kind

A trainer a friend

She had become to me

And with her

I race with my mind

I knew the place I had to go

The pace I had to work

I felt the zone the air

The Marathon

My destiny

With

STING

His songs, a need to win

My true hearts

Are close to me

Close to me in my mind

They make my heart feel necessary

And together we will find

The ending the finish

The line

The line I have to cross

The future

The footprints planted

Now a race to stamp, not loss

The River

The Sky

The Bridge

The Tower

The Palace

The Chipping Ridge

The miles and gels for time

The mixtures of life

The people who rhyme

The perfect race

The perfect race for me

I had seen this in a dream

Which, then became reality

My destiny

My space

Today this could be

The greatest Journey of my life

STAY CLOSE TO ME

STAY CLOSE TO ME

I can feel my strength

Which, overcame my strife

This journey is so necessary

So necessary to me

My heart is in this World

I feel so alive

Running with my

TRUE HEARTS

WHO STAYED

With me

DEEP INSIDE

Time to Reveal

The week is later and time has past… and posting the past …. is the involvement which my paintbrush has had in my creative series of paintings.

I am shortly to reveal the paintings to the World of the Internet.. and you..

I was so aware of a time which I may never have chosen to have, painting with my paintbrush this story this sequence of events… which now hangs for all to view… but the story it reveals could easily of been about anyone of you, you who could have pondered for a while, gazed at your future steps … and perhaps realised that in hindsight… the path you walked down… towards a church… was not the path which was to make you happy… IN THE END…

The series includes the poetry which is inset with the story … and reveals the connection and thought processes behind the event.

I hope you enjoy…

A very busy studio about to loaded for the gallery…

 

 

white light…. you will understand why…

thought  behind my eyes………

 

Faces for you to ponder over and come to understand …… I hope you find the story something you can connect to…

Be  back with the rest soon …Lizziex

My Jubilee

Thank you so much for reading my blog…everyone… you are popping up from all over our World… it looks amazing on my plan of our planet… I have so much exciting news to share..

The first is that my new exhibition has been received very well; I was so thrilled at how it sits in the exhibition space…the lady who owns the gallery is a genius at hanging … and it looks so much more together and tells such a deep insight story about commitment and marriage that you all must watch it on U tube linked with this blog… I am to go and film it this very week end..and hope I do a better job this time now I know about movie making.

My next exciting news…is that I have met a man … which I want to get involved with…and I am hoping he feels the same… he and I seem to have hit it off very quickly….I feel that this has got to be a very good sign for our future pathway… but as they say …and I have written about this in a poem which is part of my new exhibition for you all to read … ‘plan to be surprised’ … and that is exactly what has happened … I have been very surprised… I will keep you all posted.. I am signing off now … as I have one million and on things to do today…. I will leave you with an exhort from my exhibition… my poem… titled

Plan to be Surprised

 

Plan to be Surprised

If you have a plan

Plan to be surprised

If things don’t turn out how you expected

A plan will materialize

Waiting by the clock that stopped

Waiting for his eyes

Waiting for a book to open

Waiting to read insight

I don’t know why I feel so scared

I feel it all the same

I feel I want to be the one

Both feeling mad….feeling emotion too insane

This madness which is not a word

But an ability to feel a latch an attachment to help a spark

Is a mad silence, two possible dealt cards….

A ring a steal exchange… around two hearts

From two heady lives

I want to enclose my heart

 

I hope you like it…. and I hope you like the rest of the collection which is to follow shortly… Lizzie x