Jenny Mendes

I didn't make it, but I finally decorated it.....the critic looms close by.

Lovely.  

This drain system in Dresden Germany turns rain showers into a giant musical instrument.  

Three hares sharing three ears, Yet everyone of them has two.

Painted while listening to a series of conversations between Bill Moyers and Joseph Campbell that are wonderful. http://billmoyers.com/spotlight/download-joseph-campbell-and-the-power-of-myth-audio/

Maria Primachenko

Hior Chronik - Starlings from Hior Chronik on Vimeo .

"Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers in the flowers today; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year. Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy bees, The swarm dilating round the perfect trees." - Robert Frost, A Prayer in Spring   My house on a perfect spring day!!

Veijo Rönkkönen lived all his life on an isolated, small farm in eastern Finland, Parikkala, less than a kilometre from the Russian border, where he quietly built a garden inhabited by nearly five hundred human figures made of concrete.

It is true, I have been thinking to do this for years.  Now I've got the recipe!  What to write?? Ingredients:  1 1/2 cups buttermilk.  A few handfuls of moss.  1 teaspoon of sugar. Directions:  1.  Combine all ingredients in a blender 2. Blend until smooth enough to paint (mixture will be thick) 3. Paint on a porous wall (such as brick or concrete) and mist with water daily until it grows As soon as it gets warmer I am going to try!!!   Thanks Mister Finch

I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible; to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise. I choose to risk my significance, to live so that which came to me as seed goes to the next as blossom, and that which came to me as blossom, goes on as fruit. - Dawna Markova

Excerpt from "The Diary of Anais Nin"   "The secret of a full life is to live and relate to others as if they might not be there tomorrow, as if you might not be there tomorrow. It eliminates the vice of procrastination, the sin of postponement, failed communications, failed communions. This thought has made me more and more attentive to all encounters. meetings, introductions, which might contain the seed of depth that might be carelessly overlooked. This feeling has become a rarity, and rarer every day now that we have reached a hastier and more superficial rhythm, now that we believe we are in touch with a greater amount of people, more people, more countries. This is the illusion which might cheat us of being in touch deeply with the one breathing next to us. The dangerous time when mechanical voices, radios, telephones, take the place of human intimacies, and the concept of being in touch with millions brings a greater and greater poverty in intimacy and human

I just discovered this work :)