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A selection of my art with a sea theme – Sarah Vernon

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Oh, the frustration of not being able to see clearly enough to create some new art or read all your blogs! In the meantime…

Original & vintage art © First Night Design [www.firstnightdesign.wordpress.com]

Source: At the Going Down of the Sun Round Clock | Zazzle

Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah


Inspired by the work of J M W Turner, I created Turning Windmill (yes, the part-pun is intentional!) by using one of my textures, one from Kerstin Frank and a photograph of a windmill in Estonia from Wikimedia.


‘Windmill or no windmill, he said, life would go on as it had always gone on—that is, badly.’
George Orwell, Animal Farm


When I first posted about Turning Windmill in January 2014, I was not at all sure about it and had yet to upload the image to any of my galleries. But those of you who were following my blog at the time were enthusiastic and I went ahead and put it up for sale. I’ve become very fond of the image and am rather glad I left it as it is.

Turning Windmill Service Tray
Buy Turning Windmill Service Tray © Sarah Vernon at Zazzle


“This little piggy saved some water,
This little piggy biked for sun,
This little piggy used windmills,
This little piggy used sun,
And this little piggy squealed
‘Re-re-recycle!’
All the way home.”
Jan Peck and David Davis illustrated by Carin Berger


Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah

 

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Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah


ONE FROM THE ARCHIVE FOR REMEMBRANCE DAY.

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FOR THE FALLEN by Laurence Binyon

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against…

Source: First Night Design | At the Going Down of the Sun


One can get very sick of sunsets. At least, I can. It’s rare for me to find a sunset photograph exceptional. I find Silhouette Sunset exceptional and I can say that with impunity because it was captured by Mr FND and not me! He took it from a beach on the Akrotiri Peninsular in Crete, near to where we live. Looking at makes me exceedingly peaceful.

Silhouette Sunset Laptop Skin © Sarah VernonSilhouette Sunset Laptop Skin © Sarah Vernon


‘When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator.’ Mahatma Gandhi


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Silhouette Sunset Cushion © Sarah Vernon

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Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah


My current obsession with the sea and the coast continues with Night Landings.

The original photograph is by Tim Mossholder at Unsplash and I have blended it with textures from 2 Lil’ Owls – 2LO Haunting 14 and 2LO Haunting 23.

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Have a beautiful Sunday…

Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah



“Books are carriers of civilization. Without books, history is silent, literature dumb, science crippled, thought and speculations at a standstill. Books are the engines of change, windows on the world, ‘lighthouses’ (as the poet said) ‘erected in the sea of time.’ They are companions, teachers, magicians, bankers of the treasures of the mind. Books are humanity in print.” Barbara Tuchman


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Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah



“Gently the waves would break (Lily heard them in her sleep); tenderly the light fell (it seemed to come through her eyelids). And it all looked, Mr. Carmichael thought, shutting his book, falling asleep, much as it used to look years ago.”
― Virginia WoolfTo the Lighthouse

I’ve been at it again with lighthouses. I do love them. If I had my way, I’d live in a lighthouse. Mind you, it would have to have a special lift all the way up to the top. I envy anyone I read about who buys and renovates a lighthouse as a family home. Heaven!

The original photograph is one I took last month when my niece was staying. It’s the lighthouse that juts out from the Venetian Harbour in Chania which is twenty minutes away from our home in Crete. I plan to make this available for sale also.

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“Man must behave like a lighthouse; he must shine day and night for the goodness of everyman.” ― Mehmet Murat ildan


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See also:
Lighthouse Impasto
Lighthouse in Chania

Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah


Pippa Rathborne's SCRATCH POST

“…..every man whose soul is not a clod
Hath visions, and would speak, if he had loved
And been well nurtured in his mother tongue.”
(Keats, The Fall of Hyperion – A Dream)

turner sunriseTurner, Norham Castle Sunrise, 1845, Oil on canvas, Tate Gallery, London. Image source: WGA
“Oh God, not another f******* beautiful day”. (Alice de Janzé quoted in White Mischief, novel by James Fox, 1982, and in the film adaptation, 1987, screenplay by
Michael Radford and Jonathan Gems.)

At the climax of Hyperion, tremors are passing through golden-haired Apollo’s classically beautiful body like electric shocks . He shrieks while “Creations and destroyings, all at once / Pour into the wide hollows of my brain”. Empathizing with all this random suffering and emotion is too much for a god to bear, let alone an artist or poet, striving to render teeming images exactly as they were when originally experienced.

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For The Fallen

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England’s foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

by Laurence Binyon

Drawing of Laurence Binyon by William Strang, 1901

Drawing of Laurence Binyon by William Strang, 1901

Binyon wrote For the Fallen between the retreat from Mons and the victory of the Marne (1914):

“I can’t recall the exact date beyond that it was shortly after the retreat. I was set down, out-of-doors, on a cliff in Polzeath, Cornwall. The stanza They Shall Grow Not Old was written first and dictated the rhythmical movement of the whole poem.” All Poetry

When we were staying with friends in Crete a few years ago, we went to the Remembrance Service at the Allied Cemetery, designed by Louis de Soisson, in Souda Bay. It is a beautiful setting on a hill from which you can see the whole of the bay.

Souda Bay Cemetary

Souda Bay Cemetery

Every year, an old ex-pat recites the They Shall Grow Not Old stanza, as he did when we were there. He infuriated us by saying ‘We shall remember them’ instead of ‘We will remember them’. When we mentioned how frustrating this was, we were told that he gets it wrong every year, even though he has been told many times about the error.  He refuses to let anyone else do it, apparently. It’s a great shame. My actual words at the time — under my breath — are unprintable.

It would be lovely to say that the photograph I used for At the Going Down of the Sun was of Souda Bay but although it is in Crete, I can’t remember where! I added a delicious texture from 2 Lil’ Owls to create a Turner-like effect.

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Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah


Turning Windmill @ First Night Design

Turning Windmill @ First Night Design

Inspired by the work of J M W Turner, I created Turning Windmill (yes, the part-pun is intentional!) by using one of my textures, one from Kerstin Frank and a windmill in Estonia from Wikimedia.  I have not yet uploaded the artwork to any of my galleries as I’m still not too sure about the slightly garish tone. My instinct is to make it much softer.  What do you think?  Do you like it as it is or would you also prefer a softer aspect? If so, do take a moment to comment below.  Thank you.

Take care and keep laughing!

Sarah

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