Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

May 16, 2016

My French Home Creates...And A New Caretaker.

 Burlap Luxe At Home

Away from it all...



Uninhabited increases the sense of
light

 

Capturing the soul of its
outcome

 
 Inspiring via sourcing

Stealing time Creatively,
Seeing beauty in its
surfaces.
  

The latest created soul of light piece,
Santos cage doll
Santons (French)

One-of-a-kind,
hand-made molded and shaped French Cartapesta
signed Burlap Luxe piece is 
on its way to Vera,
here at...

 

She has been created in French Cartapesta.
A medium Burlap Luxe is known for,
along with bending and creating hand twisted
wire crowns.

Her skirt is of aged artist painted gauze, trimmed in
vintage salvaged cotton threaded lace fitted to
her caged bodice.
Being a gatherer of words...
Ephemera book word "Peaceable" is seen on her backside
cage and peeks through a gap in her skirt.
The words "the crown" appears on
her arm.

  

Aged and decayed with an expression of love and
thoughtfully complex.

 
She is featured and can be read about in my etsy shop
SOLD!

Thank you Vera,
for becoming her caretaker, a curator of her
light.

xx
bisous
Dore,
Burlap Luxe

April 18, 2013

A Gatherer Of Words

All Photos Burlap Luxe

"Words form the thread on
which we string our experiences."


Inspired by words and experiences.

July 26, 2012

To Risk...


Photos 1-2 of my daughter Hannah.

Spending time with my daughter, “Hannah Bailey Callaway” creating and getting ready for her return from summer break back to (College) She is still working out the kinks of classes and a direction she wants to take in career and life! I have always thanked God that she has my passion for life and creating. Encouraging her to take a risk.

"To Risk"

To laugh is to risk appearing a fool,
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.

To reach out to another is to risk involvement,
To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.

To place your ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk their loss.

To love is to risk not being loved in return,
To live is to risk dying,
To hope is to risk despair,
To try is to risk failure.

But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.

The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing.

He may avoid suffering and sorrow,
But he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or live.

Chained by his servitude he is a slave who has forfeited all freedom.

Only a person who risks is free.

The pessimist complains about the wind;

The optimist expects it to change;

And the realist adjusts the sails.

~William Arthur Ward

Inspiring to take a risk!

January 19, 2012

Poetic Beauty


"If you cannot be a poet, be the poem."


Old beautiful resourcefulness, creating beauty poetically.


Inspiring the depths of ones soul. (Web inspired photos)


Thanking beautiful Kim over at Bella Rustica
for gifting me her poetic beauty with one of her beautiful creations.
Sometimes someone dear does something beautiful that catches your attention adding something exquisite, exceptional and oh so euro flea market elegant to the muted palette of ones decor, Kim at Bella Rustica added that poetic beauty to my day. If you have not had a chance to visit Bella Rustica please do so while taking in the beauty she inspires. Now! I am off to place my pillow in a place I can glance at often.

October 16, 2010

Feed The Soul, Paper Art by Dore


"Click on photo's to enlarge"
Ephemera, collage mixed-media peaceful art piece. This is a repost celebrating my daughter Hannah's birthday October 17th Sunday's child...HAPPY BIRTHDAY dear one!

THIS ART WAS CREATED BY ME! "DORE CALLAWAY" and I want to thank my daughter Hannah Bailey Callaway for inspiring me...
I continue to marvel at the ability she has to celebrate and capture her passion with beauty in an artful life, as well as her heart. She moves you to tears, laughter and will take you to a place of wanting to feed the soul. Media art left me with the feeling of needing to put our hands on this piece of art by using tattered POETIC book pages, you will soon understand why I had to put these hands to this special piece of paper art. Myself being an interior designer, also artist who works in mixed-media, altered art, paper and paint, needed to put my daughters artful words in the likeness and style of this art piece. Her words as a child inspired me to do something with my hand and the hand of my daughter putting it to poetic work with paper.


WHO CAN EXPLAIN the nurturing, sustaining role art plays in all our lives? Perhaps it is the dream-like quality of art, and it's ability to engender ideas, that makes art so important. I hope my art shows a celebration of love.

The left hand is mine, the right hand is my daughter Hannah's, the bird was hers from the wild.

Being inspired to do this art brought back a dear memory of my daughter when she was age 4 now she is 17 and graduated senior year 2010. I was amazed at her heart and her fond love of caring for her wild birds, they were hers because they were loved from her heart and making sure they all ate more then there fair share of the 40 pounds of seed monthly. One afternoon one had flown into the glass door and fell to the ground, she cried yelling for my help and ran out to care for it, as she picked it up stroking it's head with her tiny 4 year old finger she told it to sing and fly, you can only imagine what that did to my heart. The little bird was soon not in shock from it's near fatal crash into the glass door and flew from her soft grip. She really believed it was her love that helped it to sing and fly. So now you can see why I had to do this poetic paper art and how the words Sing and fly were perfect for this piece.

The paper art is now framed under glass and hanging over our storage buffet in our kitchen, reminding us everyday to "Sing And Fly"