A Year of Creating Dangerously, Day 243: Blackberry-picking

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Blackberry-Picking by Seamus Heaney

for Philip Hobsbaum

 

Late August, given heavy rain and sun
For a full week, the blackberries would ripen.
At first, just one, a glossy purple clot
Among others, red, green, hard as a knot.
You ate that first one and its flesh was sweet
Like thickened wine: summer’s blood was in it
Leaving stains upon the tongue and lust for
Picking. Then red ones inked up and that hunger
Sent us out with milk cans, pea tins, jam-pots
Where briars scratched and wet grass bleached our boots.
Round hayfields, cornfields and potato-drills
We trekked and picked until the cans were full,
Until the tinkling bottom had been covered
With green ones, and on top big dark blobs burned
Like a plate of eyes. Our hands were peppered
With thorn pricks, our palms sticky as Bluebeard’s.
We hoarded the fresh berries in the byre.
But when the bath was filled we found a fur,
A rat-grey fungus, glutting on our cache.
The juice was stinking too. Once off the bush
The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour.
I always felt like crying. It wasn’t fair
That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot.
Each year I hoped they’d keep, knew they would not.

A Year of Creating Dangerously, Day 242: The Lake Isle of Innisfree

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The Lake Isle of Innisfree
By William Butler Yeats
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

A Year of Creating Dangerously, Day 241: Trees

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Trees

By Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

A Year of Creating Dangerously, Day 239: Sunday God Quote – Niebuhr

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Reinhold Niebuhr (1892-1971) was an American theologian, writer, professor and recipient of the Presidential Medal of Freedom in 1964. He is perhaps most famous for composing what is known as “The Serenity Prayer”. I came across the passage below quoted in the book How the Irish Saved Civilization by Thomas Cahill and felt it would be an appropriate God quote for this Sunday.

Peace, everyone.

Nothing that is worth doing can be achieved in our lifetime;
therefore, we must be saved by hope.

Nothing which is true or beautiful or good makes complete sense in any immediate context of history;
therefore, we must be saved by faith.

Nothing we do, however virtuous, could be accomplished alone;
therefore, we must be saved by love.

No virtuous act is quite as virtuous from the standpoint of our friend or foe as it is from our own standpoint;
therefore, we must be saved by the final form of love, which is forgiveness.

A Year of Creating Dangerously, Day 238: Saturday Life Quotes – Hemingway

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“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.”

Ernest Hemingway (1899-1961) lived life larger than life. As a writer he has few peers. He had that incredible ability to put a whole lot of life into very few words. Hemingway provides today’s Saturday Life Quotes. Drawn from a Mental Floss article, here is Ernest Hemingway’s Guide to Life in 20 Quotes:

ON THE IMPORTANCE OF LISTENING

“I like to listen. I have learned a great deal from listening carefully. Most people never listen.”

ON TRUST

“The best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them.”

ON DECIDING WHAT TO WRITE ABOUT

“I never had to choose a subject—my subject rather chose me.”

ON TRAVEL

“Never go on trips with anyone you do not love.”

ON THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN INTELLIGENCE AND HAPPINESS

“Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.”

ON TRUTH

“There’s no one thing that is true. They’re all true.”

ON THE DOWNSIDE OF PEOPLE

“The only thing that could spoil a day was people. People were always the limiters of happiness, except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.”

ON SUFFERING FOR YOUR ART

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”

ON TAKING ACTION

“Never mistake motion for action.”

ON GETTING WORDS OUT

“I wake up in the morning and my mind starts making sentences, and I have to get rid of them fast—talk them or write them down.”

ON THE BENEFITS OF SLEEP

“I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?”

ON FINDING STRENGTH

“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.”

ON THE TRUE NATURE OF WICKEDNESS

“All things truly wicked start from innocence.”

ON WRITING WHAT YOU KNOW

“If a writer knows enough about what he is writing about, he may omit things that he knows. The dignity of movement of an iceberg is due to only one ninth of it being above water.”

ON THE DEFINITION OF COURAGE

“Courage is grace under pressure.”

ON THE PAINFULNESS OF BEING FUNNY

“A man’s got to take a lot of punishment to write a really funny book.”

ON KEEPING PROMISES

“Always do sober what you said you’d do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.”

ON GOOD VS. EVIL

“About morals, I know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after.”

ON REACHING FOR THE UNATTAINABLE

“For a true writer, each book should be a new beginning where he tries again for something that is beyond attainment. He should always try for something that has never been done or that others have tried and failed. Then sometimes, with great luck, he will succeed.”

ON HAPPY ENDINGS

“There is no lonelier man in death, except the suicide, than that man who has lived many years with a good wife and then outlived her. If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.”

A Year of Creating Dangerously, Day 236: Ch-Check It Out!

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Ch-ch-ch-check it out! When I need a boost, I turn to the Beasties.

I found this great live performance on Letterman from 2004 that begins, fittingly, on the streets of New York City. I miss MCA, my favorite of the Beastie Boys, but there is something about all three of these guys that just warms my heart. I’m not entirely sure why but they always make me feel good and there’s nothing wrong with that.

So ch-ch-ch-check it out!

A Year of Creating Dangerously, Day 235: Joie De Vivre on Canvas

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Last weekend I was a participant in an event here in Ottawa called Art in the Park. It is an annual day of artists displaying their creations in the beautiful setting of Strathcona Park in the Sandy Hill area of the city. I wasn’t displaying any of my art but was there to show the art of many of the students in the studio I help manage.  I greatly enjoyed wandering around and taking in the varied, colorful and unique artwork that was presented there.

A few of the artists really stood out for their work but Renald Brisebois stood out not just for his work but also for his joie de vivre.  Upon meeting him and talking about his paintings, I came to the conclusion that perhaps more than anyone else I talked to that day, Renald’s personality was on brilliant display in his artwork. He is an artist from Quebec City who does most of his work in acrylic and oil, often combining the two. From his descriptions I got the sense that he just lets the images flow, often not knowing himself where they will end up, and he gets such joy in that journey that it is infectious. My wife and I both felt an immediate uplifting of the spirit just spending a few moments with him and his artwork.

I wanted to give you a sampling of his work here on my blog. You can track him down on Facebook (www.facebook.com/renald.brisebois) or his website at renaldbrisebois.com

My French is almost non-existent but hopefully I got the titles right for these paintings. By the way, if you are nearly-French-illiterate like me, a little help: joie de vivre means “joy of living”!

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Voila Son Copain

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Un Samedi Matin

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Que Fais Tu Dans Le Decor Petit Oiseau

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La Maestro De La Joie

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La Fusion D’Amour

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Journal Voir

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Au Blues Cafe

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La Dame Du Cirque

A Year of Creating Dangerously, Day 234: MosaiCanada 150

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Canada is celebrating its 150th birthday as a nation this year. The capital city of Ottawa, Ontario is my home and in many ways the center (or centre) of the birthday celebrations. But of all the amazing things that have gone on so far in Ottawa in 2017 to mark the occasion, from my perspective the most impressive one is happening right across the river in Gatineau, Quebec.

I had a chance to walk through the wonder that is MosaiCanada 150 in Jacques Cartier Park in Gatineau about a week ago. Here is a description from the City of Gatineau’s website:

For 107 days, Jacques-Cartier Park will host the biggest horticultural event in Canada, with MOSAÏCANADA 150/Gatineau 2017. Mosaiculture is a most spectacular horticultural technique that combines the following different art forms:

  • sculpture for the structure,
  • paint for the palette of colours, and
  • horticulture as the means of creating living and changing artworks with plants.

The theme of the Gatineau exhibit will reflect 150 years of history, values, culture and arts in Canada, represented by some 40 different arrangements. 

 

All the provinces are represented in different sculptures, as are key elements of history and culture, of the indigenous people and the impact of the arrival of the first Europeans and the waves of immigrants, creating the mosaic known as Canada. The beauty of the wilderness and the unique things that define this country are also on display. There are also contributions from China as an expression of goodwill and friendship for Canada’s 150th.

I was overwhelmed by the skill and artistry and the sheer scope of this project. It was beautiful and instructive and inspiring. If you are anywhere near Ottawa or planning to be here soon, I cannot recommend a visit more highly – It is free and on until October 15, 2017.

Here are more photos I took during my visit: