a sculptured life: fly away.........

Friday, December 17, 2010

fly away.........

So not sure if I will be able to post while away. But sure to have some cool pics when we return..
Hoping every one has a fantastic christmas and new year and that all veggie gardens all over are tended to and thrive over the festive season....

Here's wayne's funny little xmas link he likes to do every year...( don't try to download , it just takes a while to load it self..)

http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/IkcKWPVLekWpZT46egTO

possibly the cutest reindeer ever...

Happy Happy Christmas..........

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AnonymousDecember 17, 2010 at 7:57 PM
I love that reindeer
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AnonymousJanuary 12, 2011 at 4:54 AM
Hi all having awsome time but none of us are ready to come home yet!!! africa africa oh how i love you.....!!!!lots of photos to share see everyone soon...cheers rex
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what's it about?

Scrap.

Beautiful unique junk of the world. It makes the best things. In its imperfect left over state, it can fit together to make the most extraordinary creations. Wayne's the sculptor, maker, welder and doer of good things.

There's another kind of scrap too. It's me. A friend once told me that her mother referred to her as being made of the left over scraps. I feel the same. But now re-read the above paragraph of my explanation of scrap, and you too will understand why I feel anything but ordinary. I'm the contemplating, naval gazing writer, thinker and sometimes Artist.

So enjoy your perusing of this little dark, and not so dark creative blabbing blog.

Cheer Rex.

art...(by me)

art is movement, sounds, images and creations. art is everywhere, its when our daughter lines the tupperware in patterns all over the floor or draws lines in the sand. Its when our son hangs wire from a tree that suspends and old fan cage that holds his tools. Its all through wayne's shed and all contained in my head. It can be written on a wall and be crass or colorful.

Art is expression and it could never be contained within a frame...its ugly and its beautiful, its what goes on inside our head then gets spat out when we have had enough. It can be written it can be danced, it can be said and sometimes painted. Its all over and when we open our eyes and our hearts its all we will ever see.....

Friday, December 17, 2010

fly away.........

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Wayne

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