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Monday, December 12, 2005


Okay. There had to be one of me. Very sneaky of Roxie to take this with my own camera while I wasn't looking. December 10, NEWS Xmas dinner. And a great night was had by all. Posted by Picasa

The North Eastern Writers Society. Gottcha that time! Our Xmas dinner at The Sydney Hotel, Wangaratta, on Saturday, December 10, 2005. Posted by Picasa

The North Eastern Writers Society. A rare looking bunch of writers [some trying to hide] out for a dinner. Posted by Picasa

Bastet. Acrylic on canvas. Sepia. Posted by Picasa

My Other Artistic Pursuit

As you can see by the photos, I also paint.

I've just recently gotten back into painting mode. For a long time I only concentrated on my writing, but I think I missed fiddling around on canvas. I'm trying to put together enough paintings for an exhibition and possibly to sell some of my work. It will take a while to restock my work. It's been years. It also doesn't help that it is getting near to Xmas and four of my recent works, including the Bastet in this blog, are walking out the door as Xmas presents.

Never mind. Now that I am "newly inspired" I'll no doubt have many more to display and sell.

Today, though, is fish tank cleaning day. Oscar is currently enjoying the yabbies I gave him. He was supposed to eat one every day for the next week, but he's finished them all off in one go. Greedy little sod. At least he won't be trying to eat my hands while I'm up to my arm pits in his tank. Oscars don't have a rule about not biting the hand that feeds them. If it fits in their mouth, they'll eat it.

OK. I'd better get on with it. The sooner I do my duty, the sooner I can get back to my writing.

Catch you next time.

Fire Serpent. Acrylic on canvas. Sepia. Inspired by carvings on ruins in Mexico. Posted by Picasa

Geoff with Tiger at 4 months old. Having a siesta on our verandah. Posted by Picasa

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Christmas Blues

It's getting on towards that time of the year again.

I know I said I hate Christmas, but generally, I do quite like it. It's the way some people carry on that really gets to me. Some people pick this time of the year to be extra difficult to get along with. Then, there's strain of trying to find something to give people when you don't have much money. I like to give people gifts, but I can't always find the extra money. Christmas is also the time of year when businesses all want their pound of flesh... or, I should say "pound of legal tender".

Ah well, it's up with the tree, on with the ornaments, fix that smile in place, organise the meals, greet the guests... You know how it goes.

I'd rather be writing, or painting, or just sitting around reading a good book.

There's always next year...!

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Dream

I had a really strange dream last night about a black rabbit. I found a black rabbit with ears almost as long as a hare's ears wandering around our yard. It was obviously someone's pet but it tried to bite me when I picked it up. It didn't bite very hard and I was able to carry it around. After quite a bit of searching, I managed to find a cage to keep it in while I looked for the owner. I contacted the RSPCA and they said the rabbit had come from a home where there was terrible cruelty and all the animals had been removed from that property. They said that I should keep it.

In the meantime, I was busy cleaning the house from top to bottom, trying to get everything put away and looking nice because we were having visitors. One of my aunts who died some years ago was there helping me vaccuum the floor. I kept telling her she shouldn't be doing that because she was a guest. There were other aunts and uncles gathering around too.

How strange.

Seeing a black rabbit or hare in a dream often means problems with finances and is a warning to be careful with money or investments.

Aunts and Uncles in dreams fortell of family troubles and fights.

Well, it's coming up towards Xmas. That's the time of the year when we have no money, and this year is no different. All the bills have to be paid and we're always struggling to find nice little presents for everyone. So nothing different there.

Xmas is also the time of the year my [adopted] mother starts playing up and trying to stop me from spending time with any other family member except her. That's no different either. My father-in-law is the same. He goes into "controller" mode and makes life impossible for everyone around him.

Oh well. I suppose I can expect the usual Xmas gloom and doom. Jeez I hate Xmas. It's always a relief when it goes away. There's just so much pressure put on you by relatives that it takes all the fun out of it. I'd rather have a quiet time here with just ourselves and a few good friends having a simple meal and a few laughs.

Maybe one day...!

Wednesday, November 30, 2005


My little dog Pippin. Posted by Picasa

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Gypsy Stone Dukkering

Casting the Stones

Long before the Tarot became synonymous with fortune telling, Gypsies used the natural world around them to help them see into the troubled hearts of those who came seeking knowledge and guidance.
River stones, gems, crystals, sticks, needles and bones were often used by the dunkerer [dukkerer] or palm reader.
I love using my own set of river stones that I personally hand picked and charged with healing energy.
When I read, I'm not so much telling a fortune, as looking into the heart of the energy surrounding the person I'm reading for. I believe this gives a more accurate insight into what is at the heart of a problem or situation and can provide real, down to earth ways of helping people deal with what life sometimes throws at them.
Casting the stones is something I love and I hope to continue with my readings for as long as life will allow.

Láshi Baxt Me Zhav Tute

(May Good Luck from me go with you)

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