#4/52 Weeks: Grandma’s LiMoge
So, I missed last weeks entry for the 52 Week Project because Orla wasn’t well, and I simply didn’t have time, hadn’t gone anywhere or done anything other than look after her and simply didn’t feel up to it. However, I was playing with my HTC one afternoon seeing what it could do, and took a shot of my Grandma’s Limoge ornaments and and used one of the Android filters to create a vintage effect. I am always amazed
As for the Limoge. I am very fond of it. Gladys collected it over two or three trips to France many years ago. I think on the last she made to the continent I was went too, I was 13. In fact, there were two of the miniature vessels with the handle, but sadly she knocked one over in the Nursing home one night and broke it. Gladys always wanted me to have her ornaments as she knew I was fond of them, and indeed…I am very glad to have them. 
#2/52 Weeks: Lay-ins and Toys
I had a lay-in yesterday morning. One doesn’t often get lay-ins when one has children. But, this Saturday having managed to shoo the child and husband away I had the bed to myself. In this situation, I make sure I am surrounded by my ‘toys’, usually consisting of my laptop, ipad, phone, diary, sketchbook and books to read/look at, and I stay there for as long as I possibly can, which means until I am nagged to rise, or my back starts to ache. I don’t get to read as much as I used to, and reading at bed time sends me to sleep, so it’s a real treat to be able to read undisturbed and not on the point of physical collapse! Anyway, to illustrate here is my entry for week 2 of my 52 Weeks Project.
#1/52 Weeks: Hearts and Flowers
My first picture for my 52 Week Project. Orla sitting at my desk drawing hearts and flowers. This is her favourite thing, to get in my workroom and mess with my stuff. My workroom/studio is very much my inner sanctum and generally she is now allowed in there. However, behind her on one wall of my studio, is all her work, paintings and drawings, so what can I say. She makes her presence felt everywhere
Happy New Year – A Message by George Carlin
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much or too little, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things.
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete…
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.
Remember to say, ’I love you’ to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Lorrie Whittington
Visual Artist and Designer
Chichester, UK
