Posts Tagged ‘cats’

honouring with Honesty

Posted: April 27, 2017 by Mo Crow in It's Crow Time
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the Honesty seeds planted on the 11th of April are sprouting on Ariel’s grave
three tiny seedlings emerging
Honesty seedlings sown on the Equinox

the blues

Posted: April 20, 2017 by Mo Crow in Braille for the Soul
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the blues Mo17
a heart shaped Banksia integrifolia leaf, white feather, Ariel whisker & claw sheath, Honesty seed pod, Cecil Brunner rosebud, clay, glass, shell, turquoise, lapis lazuli & myrrh beads, zig-zag Acacia, indigo cake from Tamborine Mountain Indigo on cold waxed white silk used for polishing the Book of Honesty, stitched to indigo dyed silk from Eliene St Romain, stitched to Japanese Abaca paper edge darkened with deep indigo Inktense coloured pencil, framed with ochre stained hand plied plant fibre string & indigo dyed cord from Dee Mallon, backed with  hand woven 200 year old German linen edged with vintage linen shoe thread from Margaret Johnson
missing Ariel more than anyone in my whole life, where else to put all the sadness and longing but in the work…

a memento mori for Ariel

Posted: April 14, 2017 by Mo Crow in It's Crow Time, magic
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A memento mori for Ariel, a talisman for Old Man Crow to hold onto, on Wednesday I began by stitching together a bundle of Ariel’s shed whiskers, tried adding some of his claw sheaths but that didn’t feel right, a white feather didn’t work either, tried binding the shard of a broken pot I found as we smoothed the earth in the hole for his grave but that wasn’t right either…  this morning my favourite sea worn piece of driftwood felt good so I lit a stick of incense holding Grace of Windthread’s one line poem “we are burning Karma and it smells like incense” in my heart for the making
Old Man Crow woke at that moment, Ariel had just visited him from the bardo
Ariel’s whiskers & Old Man Crow’s Bandaged Heart bound to my favourite sea worn piece of driftwood
you, me and the Ariel P in our moonboat
with so much love tonight under the waning gibbous moon

The Letter U from An illuminated Book of Cats © 2010

Carolyn Skinner of Oz Arts Magazine wrote a glowing article about our Crow Book!
now what was it that Dickens said ?… ah thank you Google
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.”
isn’t it funny (as in odd rather than hilarious) how this is the saddest week of my whole life and the most exciting all at the same time!
On Monday Madeleine of Artsite Gallery sold “Honesty” in ” The GPS has no idea where I am going”
x fingers Dark Moon with Ladder sells too!
the show continues til the 23rd

PS we are missing Ariel so much but all the heartfelt good vibes from around the world are helping heaps

Vale Ariel P. Cat 1999-2017

Posted: April 12, 2017 by Mo Crow in It's Crow Time
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Vale Ariel P. Cat 1999-2017
fly free noble friend

one night many years ago Rod (aka Old Man Crow) read this poem by Paul Gallico to Ariel

Ode To Honourable Cat

I am Cat.
I am honourable.
I have pride.
I have dignity.
And I have memory.
For I am older than you.
I am older than your Gods;
the Tree Gods, the Stone Gods,
the Thunder & Lightning
and the Sun Gods
And your God of Love.
I too can love
But with only half a heart
And that I offer you.
Accept what I am able to give
For were I to give you all
I could not bear your
inevitable treachery.
Let us remain honourable friends.

he looked up from his book with a tear in his eye & said to Ariel,
“I understand you can only give me half your heart.”
Ariel looked him straight in the eye & purred,
“It doesn’t work that way!” and gave him all his heart.

this beautiful photograph was taken by Madeleine Tuckfield-Carrano on Monday

A Tentative Conversation Mo16“A Tentative Conversation” Mo16
accordion book
260cm W x 17cm H
grape vine tendrils, graphite, ink, gouache, thread, watercolour paper, Japanese Abaca paper
Artist’s Statement: making an opening for listening
was selected for the Manly Artists’ Book Award 2017, this was my third try at this show, “An illuminated Book of Cats” didn’t make the grade in 2011 & in 2015 “The Spirit Book of the Spirit Books” and “Out of the Blue” didn’t get in either but this one did!
It was a dark and stormy night for the opening… the traffic was appalling, took us two hours to get there (a 45 minute drive when it’s not raining in peak hour) so we arrived just as the awards were being announced. There was some very good work in the show but sadly mine was displayed inside out with the “gates” closed on a low plinth that was too small for the work… I rearranged the piece as best I could considering the position and then Roderick could see it was time to get me out of there before I imploded. He’s such a champion, kept his cool driving there and back again in pouring rain and had me laughing by the time we got home, some gigs are certainly better than others!
On a lighter note Liz Ackert is stitching “imagine peace” onto safety pins and sending them out into the world
her stitching is so exquisitely fine on beautiful old indigo dyed linen, here it is on Grace of Windthread’s “x-roads cloth” with The Pale Rook’s “Fish Bones”Ariel is looking fabulous this morning, his eyes are bright, his coat is shining, he’s eating with gusto, purring madly & running up and down the stairs. He’s still on the non steroidal anti inflammatory pain medication and the blood in his pee is still happening intermittently but he will be with us for a good while yet, he’s such a magic cat!

our beautiful muse Ariel P Cat

Posted: March 14, 2017 by Mo Crow in friends, It's Crow Time
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our beautiful muse Ariel P Cat is living on pain killers
a wise old cat, noble and stoic as he prepares to leave this mortal coil
he inspired these two books
Cooking with Cats
An illuminated Book of Cats
& this song
Little Pussycat
we love you Ariel!
a wand for seeing in the dark made with Ariel’s whiskers