Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems. ~Rainer Maria Rilke
Monday, August 9, 2010
The Concertina Eggcup Song and the Button Mouse
Most of this desire is inside of me and under control as long as I'm living in a beautiful environment. I think that a lot of this gypsiness, this nomadic DNA, came from my father who loved to travel and, if not for my mother, would have lived in many different places. He always wanted to travel and I suspect that if he had stayed in the Navy after WW2, we would have gone to many places and seen many parts of the world. I would have love this. I would have made a great "Army brat". My mother and sister... not so much.
My point in telling you this is because I have found a blog that helps me weather the attacks of wanderlust that hit me frequently. The name of the blog is The Hermitage and the author is a young woman named Rima. She is an artist and she travels with her husband, around the English countryside, in an old bus that has been made into a home. Please take a look at this blog and, if you have any wanderlust in you at all, you'll love the stories of this couple's way of life and the people they meet.
Please notice the goat.... It's name must be Brownie because it is on top.
Please visit her website and enjoy the last story about "Outsider Art". It's an amazing post about some older woman artists who live their art.
How many of us have a lifestyle that reflects our artist vision? How many of us live what we feel inside?