Last week found me at the Seekers Trust again for a few days. I was lucky the weather was a good mix of sunshine and some showers, some mist and one thunder storm. I had time to meditate, reflect, plan, draw and paint and take photographs.
The birds were singing really loudly all day, the tiniest of birds making the most noise. The jackdaws were still in the old church tower where they had usurped the white doves a year or so ago. Sitting outside on my favourite bench that faces the setting sun, listening to the birds, the noise of traffic more like the rush of distant water, i drank in the colours and sounds.
I have been reading a book Cecil Collins meditations, poems, pages from a sketch book. from Golgonooza press.
" Contemplation is the basis of my painting in Nature I search always for the symbol"
"Art is the illusion by which we can understand Realty"
