WOW! As twilight harvests all the day's color. Indeed, the clouds soak up the salmons, teals, and mauves that sneak passed us unnoticed until we look to the sky.
"until we look to the sky..." I love that phrase, Sue. Something I've been thinking about a lot lately is that, in a world where it often feels like so many of us (and I very much include myself in this) are looking down at the little devices in our hands, looking up sometimes feels like the most powerful thing we can do. As you put it so beautifully, so much does sneak past us unnoticed, and I'm trying hard these days to look up and notice more and more 🤍✨
I think I would like to write blessings, because everyone needs a blessing now and then. So far, no one I know has endured a crisis of the self (“I don’t know who I am, even though I think”), so my philosophy degree is pretty much unused. The blessing market is much more promising. Bless you, Candace.
Going home at sunset to loving arms is worth even the most troublesome days. Sometimes during my years in Africa, I would awake with an intense desire to do whatever it took to go back to the one place I call home, to leave Africa, but by evening, as I drove toward home through the African bush, the contented smell of cooking fires, a kudu or a scimitar horned sable bounding off into the mopane scrub, I would think how not one thing on earth could ever make me leave this piece of my heart.
Going home at sunset to loving arms is a sweet time when life moves freely and lightly through us.
Switter, I love this comment so much, it's hard to pick a favorite line -- "the blessing market is much more promising" especially put a smile on my face.
But I think this one really did it for me: "I would think how not one thing on earth could ever make me leave this piece of my heart." It feels like a gift, to be sitting here on this quiet Saturday night, picturing the sun setting over the African bush as fragrant woodsmoke curls up into the air. Thanks so much for sharing that 🙏
So stunning... I think this is my favourite of your posts to date. Such beautiful images, colours and sentiment, and especially poignant as I just got married 2 months ago 🧡💗
Ahh I love that, Vicki! I'm so glad that this particular blessing of John O'Donohue's is such a perfect fit for this season in your life right now -- what a happy coincidence 😊🤍✨
The paper isn't quite as thick as professional watercolor paper, but even when I'm painting with acrylic inks (which these sketches I've been sharing here were painted with), I still find it holds a lot of paint really well 😊 If your son gives one a try, I hope it works well for him!
WOW! As twilight harvests all the day's color. Indeed, the clouds soak up the salmons, teals, and mauves that sneak passed us unnoticed until we look to the sky.
"until we look to the sky..." I love that phrase, Sue. Something I've been thinking about a lot lately is that, in a world where it often feels like so many of us (and I very much include myself in this) are looking down at the little devices in our hands, looking up sometimes feels like the most powerful thing we can do. As you put it so beautifully, so much does sneak past us unnoticed, and I'm trying hard these days to look up and notice more and more 🤍✨
I think I would like to write blessings, because everyone needs a blessing now and then. So far, no one I know has endured a crisis of the self (“I don’t know who I am, even though I think”), so my philosophy degree is pretty much unused. The blessing market is much more promising. Bless you, Candace.
Going home at sunset to loving arms is worth even the most troublesome days. Sometimes during my years in Africa, I would awake with an intense desire to do whatever it took to go back to the one place I call home, to leave Africa, but by evening, as I drove toward home through the African bush, the contented smell of cooking fires, a kudu or a scimitar horned sable bounding off into the mopane scrub, I would think how not one thing on earth could ever make me leave this piece of my heart.
Going home at sunset to loving arms is a sweet time when life moves freely and lightly through us.
Switter, I love this comment so much, it's hard to pick a favorite line -- "the blessing market is much more promising" especially put a smile on my face.
But I think this one really did it for me: "I would think how not one thing on earth could ever make me leave this piece of my heart." It feels like a gift, to be sitting here on this quiet Saturday night, picturing the sun setting over the African bush as fragrant woodsmoke curls up into the air. Thanks so much for sharing that 🙏
Beautiful!!
Thanks so much, Carolyn! 🤍
Such a lovely line, and what a beautiful sketchbook page, Candace. ❤️
Thank you, Nishant! Your kind words mean the world 🙏
Beautiful art and words. My favorite combination. 💕
Thank you so much, Abigail 🤍
Beautiful ❤️
Thank you, Tory 🤍
A beautiful blend of words and image, Candace. It feels like having all our sunsets captured in one rapturous moment.
Ahh I love how you put that, Jeffrey -- thank you so much for reading, and for your wonderfully kind words 🌅🙏
Absolutely beautiful! I love John O’Donohue, and you’ve captured the essence of the words so wonderfully 🌻
Thank you, Maria! Your kind words mean so much to read 🤍✨
Oh so lovely! And John O'Donohue, yes!
Yay! So happy to hear you're a John O'Donohue fan as well, Julie 🤍
Beautiful! You introduced me to John O! Love that book too!
Yes!! He is truly the best. The next time we're all together, we need to get out his book and read blessings to each other 😍🤍
Yes. What a great idea!
So stunning... I think this is my favourite of your posts to date. Such beautiful images, colours and sentiment, and especially poignant as I just got married 2 months ago 🧡💗
Ahh I love that, Vicki! I'm so glad that this particular blessing of John O'Donohue's is such a perfect fit for this season in your life right now -- what a happy coincidence 😊🤍✨
That is such a beautiful sketchbook spread! And a beautiful quote. Thank you for expanding our knowledge.
Thank you so much, Susan! I'm so happy to hear this resonated with you 🤍✨
I also love O'Donohue. Thank you for sharing his words with us, and for your paintings. I think these are some of my favourites so far.
Thank you so much, Carri! I'm so glad you enjoyed this 🤍
Beautiful, Candace! And it's lovely to put O'Donohue's words to paint, such a great pairing of beauty. XO
Thank you so much for your kind words, Danielle! I'm so glad I could send a bit of beauty your way this week 🌅🤍
What is the watercolor book you use? My son could benefit from such thick, blank pages! He goes through a lot of sketchbooks.
Hi Amanda! My favorite sketchbook to use is Moleskine's pocket-sized watercolor album (https://www.amazon.com/Moleskine-Cover-Watercolor-Album-Pocket/dp/8883705602).
The paper isn't quite as thick as professional watercolor paper, but even when I'm painting with acrylic inks (which these sketches I've been sharing here were painted with), I still find it holds a lot of paint really well 😊 If your son gives one a try, I hope it works well for him!
Oh that looks great! I put it on a Christmas wish list. Any chance you have a watercolour set recommendation for kids? He’s 4yo ☺️
Wow such beauty you’ve captured in your art🌹❤️
Thank you so much, Beverley 🤍