LOVE Hearts (44) Elizabeth Love Mar 2007 Mixed media on canvas 100x100x35mm
From The Prayer Tree by Michael Leunig
When the heart Is cut or cracked or broken Do not clutch it Let the wound lie open Let the wind From the good old sea blow in To bathe the wound with salt And let it sting Let a stray dog lick it Let a bird lean in the hole and sing A simple song like a tiny bell And let it ring
Recently I attended the Parachute Music Festival. What a great event! If you have ever thought of going, GO.
The most moving part of the weekend for me was listening to Dave Dobbyn's sound-check & the lament, Beside You.
Here's to your garden
Here's to your kids
I heard you were in the neighbourhood
I've been a long time on the skids
And baby I'm beside you
You run from the river when it long ran over you
This is for you standing up to a bone chilling wind
This is for the failures you collected from my sins
And this is for your lonesome tears I never dried
This is for your hanging in in the hope that it never dies
And baby I'm beside you
You run from the river when it long ran over you
This is for you waiting up though the call never came
For the milk of human kindnesses you collected from our dream
And this is for your lonesome tears I never dried
This is for your hanging in in the hope that it never dies
And baby I'm beside you
You run from the river when it long ran over you
And now I'm running here beside you
And now I'm running here beside you
This is for the traveller on a blinding desert road
May good fortune smile upon you and may love be your only load
And this is for the only one who could quell my burning rage
To anyone who's been a broken man and anyone seen better days
Baby I'm beside you
And now I'm running here beside you
And now I'm running here beside you
And now I'm running here beside you
And now I'm running here beside you
I use Dobbyn's music quite a bit at times to work to. May he continue to be a blessing to many.
Red is the Color... Elizabeth Love Dec 2008 Paper, paint-skin Unframed image 180x130mm Image taken of Tree of Life (I) & collage added.
The Coloring Song
Words & music by Dave Eden
(Never Say Die - Petra, 1981)
Double Take - Petra, 2000
Red is the color of the blood that flowed Down the face of Someone Who loved us so He's the perfect man, He's the Lord's own son, He's the Lamb of God, He's the only one That can give us life, that can make us grow, That can make the love between us flow.
Blue is the color of a heart so cold It will not bend when the story's told Of the love of God for a sinful race Of the blood that flowed down Jesus face That can give us life, that can make us grow That can keep our hearts from growing cold.
Gold is the color of the morning sun That shines so freely an every one It's the sun above that keeps us warm It's the Son of love that calms the storm That can give us life that can make us grow, That can turn our mornings into gold.
Brown is the color of the autumn leaves When the winter comes to the barren trees There is birth, there is death, there is a plan And there's just one God, and there's just one man That can give us life, that can make us grow That can make our sins as white as snow
That can give us life, that can make us grow That can turn our mornings into gold. That can give us life, that can make us grow That can keep our hearts from growing cold. That can give us life, that can make us grow That can make the love between us flow.
From initial interest and employment in the fields of ticket-writing and calligraphy, my mark-making has progressed to richly textured, multi-layered abstract paintings - often including script.
I so love being a painter! My work has been described as that of a Colourist with canvases often reminiscent of quilts or tapestries, with lavish, brilliant colour.
As an artist I value serendipitous learning & working long hours alone.
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