Self portrait sketch in olden times

Chinese New Year is just round the corner for all who are celebrating. This is the year of the rabbit and i wish all celebrating a happy, healthy and successful year of the rabbit.

I am breaking transmission of what i was going to post to share some Chinese inspired and Chinese themed work with you in celebration of the season.

This is one of my beloved sketches that i kept hidden away in my sketching journal.
It is a self portrait in olden times, daydreaming. Some of my best and most important days in my life have been when i have been daydreaming. So this is how it feels in my mind and soul.

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And the Gods came, to see their panels.

And the Gods came, some in grey, some in white. Some with their walking sticks, some still dreaming in their minds, to see the panels painted once a year, showing their destiny. As her reflection stood amongst them, she wondered if they saw what she saw.

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Travelling the jade realm

One of my older pieces. One of the pieces that depict spiritual travelling. Travelling and reaching the door of the jade realm. I believe those are the jade guardians featured. Jade guardians i feel are present in every piece of jade. The lines of fire in the soul, jade souls travelling.

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Story of the bird on a branch necklace

I’m wearing the bird on a branch necklace here to show you what it looks like when someone wears it. It matches well with a white dress or blouse, and light blue would be pretty as well. There’s a story. When i was taking the photograph, i tried to lift the necklace over my head, chain and all. My hair is long so it got tangly. A small branch that was attached broke. (Close up pic) So i had to repair the branch and rebake all over again. (Standing picture of me the branch is longer) These things do happen in art when you are testing things out and trying things out. The main thing is not to give up hope. Now i learn its much better to unclasp the necklace carefully. And i learnt joinings must be thicker. Its all part of the process. Im glad to still have this piece and it was inspired so I’m glad it looks a little like what i envisioned in my mind. I hope to improve on the branch series. The beautiful thing about art is its never broken forever, its never imperfect, it comes into being and just is. You can give things a new life.

The bird on a branch necklace

I made this necklace with clay. Its a bird with an ornamental bottle and small crystal on a branch with a dreamy blue celestite stone of lucid state awareness. The light blue veins running through it is inspired by Chinese Porcelain. Its kind of one of my dreams to recreate in some way inspired by Spirituality and how Ancient Chinese Art was created.

Ginseng

Ginseng

The old man surrounded by flowering ginseng. Ginseng is a herb i’ve always had an affinity to. The taste, the scent the properties. I think i was influenced by the sheer amount of chinese medicine and medicinal teas i have been consuming. Also memories of consuming ginseng when i was not well. The picture denotes an old man linked to ginseng. At the end of his life and a kind of longevity. A kind of neverending growth and wisdom steeped in the ground. The Earth God. The jade jar collecting drops of youth that come from his wisdom. Any negativity being transformed into wisdom and growth.

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Visiting the God of the Nine Sky Heavens

Paying a visit to the God of nine sky heavens. After climbing through all the soul worlds to reach him, instead of having tea-he gave me healing. He was busy growing his spiritual green vines. Used for connecting mortals in the mortal realm to each other. With his hand on my back, i vomited a good quantity of blood. He steadied me and said nothing. We sat there for a long while before he sent me on my way

The mysterious coughing of blood

After being alive since the beginning of time, and caring for immortals and mortals alike. The ebb and flow of life presents itself as a spurt of blood coughed out. Tracing the source of the blood flow may prove difficult. When it started and which immortal or mortal may have caused it is not possible to trace. An accumulation and amalgamation of countless lives. Though she has only lived one here. Its time to move back into seclusion with her spiritual kin. The trees with winding branches set at equal spaces awaits her. Her tea table waits for her. The grove long forgotten and few find.

I was emotional so the seal was stamped less than straight. But i think this adds to the work. A timely reminder of how i feel.