Friday, January 23, 2009

Our Visual and Sensual Literacy Lesson ~ Margo Renay Sullivan

Our Visual and Sensual Literacy Lesson
Margo Renay Sullivan, 2008

Feminine Energies of Creativity~Birth of an Idea~and Heartfelt Cooperation expressed in nature and the arts, are not ‘gender’ based—They are Energy Based.

Each Being has the potential and the actual Energy of the Feminine and the Masculine working in Complete and Sovereign alignment at the highest levels.

Thus, striving to practice these energies in a Quantum Field where they are in flow yet fluid by design…changing and moving and adjusting without conflict or resistance…it is the new Visual and Sensual Literacy Lesson.

It is the truth behind the Miracle of Being in Love with Creational Presence…So Simply Love.

Margo Renay Sullivan - November 2008
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Thursday, January 22, 2009

For Love Is Her Command: Tribute to Shaela ~ Margo Renay Sullivan

For Love Is Her Command
Margo Renay Sullivan ~ April 2007

The Beauty of Shaela
Moving into the world
A bubble of joy and wisdom
fills her eyes…
awake to her simplicity.

She contains the Command of Love
Filling her parents’ hearts
with the wonder of life…
awake to her miracle.

The magnificent Breath of Potentials
She speaks to all
Without words…
awake to her presence.

For Love is her Command
And life is now her pallet
For new creations…
Awake to her heartbeat of peace.


Wednesday, January 21, 2009

The Pilot's Heart ~ Margo Renay Sullivan

The Pilot’s Heart
©Margo Renay Sullivan ~ June 2008

I share with you my deep gratitude
for the laughter and the life
that peeks through your Pilot’s window.

The Flying Soul that teaches through
his own flights how to shift and extend
our wings and dreams…
As only a Father’s Love can.

To know when to gently yet firmly
lower our wheels and ground
our soulful flights of fancy…
As only a Father’s Love can.

I honor your own extended wings
and dreams
And your grounded guidance
for all your children…
as only a Father’s Heart can.

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Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Life Is Love In Action ~ Margo Renay Sullivan

Life Is Love In Action
©Margo Renay ~ July 2008

Life is Love in action
the soft movements
that blossom and unfold
when the eyes are turned
one blink…then two
and Love appears again.

Life is smiles in action
the energy of your emotion
in the simple acts of kindness
and the entire world melts
slowly…then generously
and Love appears again.

Life is the beauty of your Love
at birth you are present with
and the graceful walk
in your journey alongside
those you give life to…
fashioned infinitely
through your eyes…
your smile…
and your grace.

Love never leaves…
it appears again and again
from within YOU.

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Sunday, January 18, 2009

The Magick of Bolognese Sauce ~ {Excerpt} Art Within the Heart ~ Margo Renay Sullivan

The Magick of Bolognese Sauce ~
Excerpt from 'The Art Within The Heart'
© Margo Renay Sullivan, 2003
“Have you every made Bolognese?”

I jump back in from my mental study hall as I realize Magi has asked me a question.

“Have you every made Bolognese?” she repeats.

“No, but I think I could.”

“Of course, you could. It’s just getting the feel of it,” she says.

I duck into my study hall again. Magi’s face, although a little weather worn and in need of moisture, reflects the signs of a beauty in her earlier years.

Her make-up routine appears to consist of lightface cover and red lipstick. That day she chose to wear black stretch pants and a long sleeved white gauze blouse topped with a turquoise necklace from Paris. A pair of medium sized black-rimmed bifocals caps off her signature.

My mental cliff note reads as follows: Magi Valdolo: Practical. Unique. Interpretive—in style and conversation.

I wonder and ask her, “Where did you first learn?”

“When I married Ettore... actually, he is a great chef. He treats each dish just like a work of art.” She goes on with admiration and ignores my attempt to interrupt.

“He taught me by first watching him. And remember, honey, I had already run the kitchen for two husbands before that, so this was a little new to me.”

“I thought he was a traditional Sicilian?” I ask. She skips over the question.

“He insists. He loves it. And so do I,” Magi says. “He is…I mean was…What a great dish and a great recipe.” She pauses and just glows at the thought.

It suddenly dawns on me she isn’t just talking about the Bolognese. She defines Bolognese as a magic soothing dish to ease the day’s troubles.

“You throw in everything you have…veal or pork or beef, left over vegetables, all kinds of spices. Sauté the paste first—a Sicilian secret—then add lots of tomato sauce and simmer.” Magi rattles on and I can almost hear Ettore’s voice blending with hers.

“Then mix fresh new romas with the canned. And make sure they are soft and pliable and stew in the sauce before you cut them.” Magi pauses to sample her bourbon. She grins.

“And don’t forget to watch the temperature—you can burn it and it never tastes the same.” I linger on her description and wonder if every Abstract Expressionist artist knows this.

“Maybe I should write this one down?” I say. She looks amazed but cautions me.

“There are others you can write down—this is one you’ll just have to try—you know…find the best dish for you.”

Yah, just throw everything in the pot, savor the taste, and don’t burn it. When was the last time I had really done that? Oh yah, I've thrown caution to the wind too many times and gotten away with it…but what about just savoring the taste of a great moment… a great dish? Oh man, what am I thinking? Get Real!

"Did I lose you honey?” the artist’s wife whispers.

“No…I was just thinking…”

“Well, that’s your problem. Stop thinking and start FEELING,” Magi suggests. Her eyes twinkle in recognition. And so do mine.

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Saturday, January 17, 2009

'That Blooming Cotillion' ~ Excerpt The Art Within The Heart ~ Margo Renay Sullivan~

“That Blooming Cotillion
Excerpt from The Art Within The Heart
.©Margo Renay Sullivan, 2003

I was not happy at all. I actually believed my Father had decided to test my will for survival. The pressure not to succumb to the landscape of Connecticut and its deceiving beauty was overwhelming.The so-called landscape was littered with generations of wealthy patrons hiding behind a croquet mallet and a silk tie. I was the daughter of a man achieving that wealth from rumored questionable dealings.I lugged a backpack filled with his questionable reputation, my mother’s appeared absence, and the judgmental eyes of my peer’ parents. The God of Love did not design a young teenager’s back to support such a load. But somehow I managed.The year that the Calvary finally arrived to take me away from this torturous existence, I was 14. I had already decided to take matters into my own hands. Ironically, the Calvary consisted of one man—my Father.It was the annual Cotillion Dance. The Connecticut Mothers Brigade ordered a barrage of silk and satin from Paris—slips, stockings and bloomers together with snowflake showered dresses and matching magic gloves.As the Brigade’s new recruits marched into the Ballroom that fateful April evening, the only variance in the sea of white were the jeweled heirlooms pinned to the young breasts designating their future rank in this world.My father had used his tainted gold to spin me a uniform worthy of this final exit. No heirloom pinned to my breast—my own head held high would decide my rank. His presence at the event buoyed me. But fate had a little test of its own.I stepped forward for the first waltz with my Father. A gasp heard around the world or at least around Connecticut silenced even the musicians. My large bloomers had slipped down to my feet and I started to stumble in a motion that only my worst nightmare could capture. The Calvary charged towards me.As I nervously pulled my bloomers up, he lifted me and began to whirl me around while holding my waist and my bloomers simultaneously. The musicians stepped in line. Instead of the recruit with a tainted history and a penchant for embarrassment, I became the envy of the entire Cotillion.My father spun me across the floor with such elegance and ease in his dapper white tuxedo and Panama hat that what was almost one of the most embarrassing moments of my short life became one of the most memorable.The next time that happened was 14 years later. The landscape was a Chicago loft studio. This time I dropped my bloomers on purpose. I was dancing with Ettore and it became another memorable moment. You see, he didn’t pick them up.Now what would the Connecticut Mothers Brigade think about that? I know the Calvary stood guard so I never had the chance to find out.

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Monday, January 12, 2009

Breaking The Veils Through Art ~ A Tour of Arab Women Artists

(Turkey/Jordan, 1901- 1991).
(Undated). Oil on canvas. (95 X 75 cm).

Excerpted from the AP article published on,
'Breaking The Veils' Through Art," July 3, 2008.

AP Photo: Princess Wijdan Al Hashemi,
founder and director of the Royal Society of Fine Arts of Jordan,
discusses "Breaking the Veils: Women Artists from the Islamic World,"
exhibit at the Clinton Presidential Libraryin Little Rock, Ark.
(Photo Credit: AP Photo/Danny Johnston)
(AP, LITTLE ROCK, Ark., July 3, 2008) In the months following the Sept. 11 terrorist attacks, Princess Wijdan Al Hashemi and her friend Aliki Moschis-Gauguet noticed that the only depictions they saw of Muslim women showed figures behind veils, oppressed by their cultures.

Moschis-Gauget said, "'Do you see what's going on in the media? ... Muslim women are being portrayed as women living behind long veils,"' said Al Hashemi, founder and director of the Royal Society of Fine Arts of Jordan. "She couldn't stand the way Muslim and Arab women were being portrayed."

Al Hashemi and Moschis-Gauguet, president of the Pan-Mediterranean Women Artists Network, turned to the world they knew best to find an answer: the world of art.

To combat what they saw as misperceptions about the Muslim world and Arab nations, the two women teamed up to create a traveling exhibit featuring female artists from Islamic countries.

The show "Breaking the Veils: Women Artists From the Islamic World" began its three-year United States tour at the Clinton Presidential Library, where it will be on view through Sept. 14.The exhibit features works by 52 women from 21 Islamic countries, from Algeria to Yemen. It previously toured 15 European cities and Australia.

Despite the show's title, not all the artists are Muslim. Al Hashemi said some works are by Buddhists, Christians and Hindus from the Arab world.

"When we say the Islamic world, we mean the cultural world ... not the religious world," Al Hashemi said.

She said she is hopeful the works will eliminate stereotypes and misconceptions many have about Islam and Arab countries. For example, she said, many visitors have been surprised by the works of art that depict humans or animals. Although some Muslims oppose any art that depicts humans, Al Hashemi said such works are common throughout Islamic countries.

"The presentation of human images in Islam is only prohibited in mosques and places of worship to keep the Muslims from going back to worshipping idols," she said. Al Hashemi calls the opposition to depictions of human figures an "extreme interpretation" to the Quran's strict opposition to idolatry.

Nouria Niati ~ Algeria
 Some of the pieces touch on the political issues facing Islamic countries. A series of paintings by Laila Shawa, a Palestinian artist living in London, touch on the conflict between Israel and Palestinians.

Shawa's silkscreen on paper work, "Amended Resolutions 1," superimposes a United Nations resolution that established a special committee to investigate Israeli practices in occupied territories with the image of rubble, possibly a destroyed home.

A piece by Fahda Bint Saud of Saudi Arabia depicts three women whose faces and entire bodies are concealed by a veil — one covering her eyes, another her ears and the third her mouth.

The exhibit also includes a work by Al Hashemi, who wrote Arabic calligraphy in several colors on layers of handmade paper."It says, `He is Love,'" she said as she toured the exhibit before its opening at the Clinton library.

Most of the artists featured won't be on hand for its U.S. tour. After Little Rock, the art will be displayed at the University of Southern Mississippi in Hattiesburg beginning in October, said Susan Anderson, executive director of the ArtReach Foundation, which is presenting the paintings during its U.S. tour.

Turmoil Nawal Abdullah. (Jordan, 1951).
Oil on canvas. (120 X 194 cm).
Nawal Abdullah, a painter living in Amman, Jordan, said in a telephone interview that she hoped the exhibition would bridge a gap between the cultures. By showing the art of the Islamic world, she said, the exhibit shows that there are more similarities than differences between the United States and Islamic countries.

"Art for me is my language," said Nawal Abdullah. "It's a means for a need to communicate the true feelings. I hope that people will understand me and they will all feel the same language."

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Sunday, January 11, 2009

The Goddess Gardens ~ Photo Essay

The Goddess Gardens ~ A Photo Essay
 "The Solutions cannot be found at the same levels
they were created at..."

Just ask Mother Earth.
Big Goddess Sentinent Being Gaia.
The infinite and the finite
create stillness and movement
in one Creation...
True Creativity combines the Divine Body of Consciousness
at its most precious expression and expansion
in form as The Conscious Human Being.

image: jean luc bozzoli

"The Greater the Love,
the Greater the Responsiblity TO LOVE..."
July 1, 2008

Liz Willams leans against her favorite horse, Percy,
while out on her annual ride through
Muskwa-Kechika Management Area.
As an employee of British Columbia's
Ministry of the Environment,
she travels through Muskwa-Kechika
for two weeks each year.

Photograph by Michael Christopher Brown
Photo Date: September 4, 2007

St. Mikhails Church Virkuta Russia
OUR SHOT Daily Photo Series
from National Geographic
February 6, 2008

Easter cakes, candles, and eggs await the traditional
Easter blessing outside St. Mikhail's Church
in the city of Vorkuta, Russia.
There is usually not enough room in the church
for the blessing, so parishioners leave their items
outside, where they are blessed
in the early dawn of Easter morning.

Photograph by Gerd Ludwig
Photo Date: April 7, 2007

Big Soul In Little Body
OUR SHOT Daily Photo Series
from National Geographic
March 5, 2008
A young girl wanders through the rice fields
outside the village of Dimen located in the
southwestern province of Guizhou in China.

Photograph by Lynn Johnson

A Central Figure of Trust and Wisdom
OUR SHOT Daily Photo Series
from National Geographic
July 21, 2008
Photograph by Lynn Johnson
A community health worker, Sakubai Gite, 32, holds a two-year-old she delivered in the village of Pangulgalvan in India. Photographer Lynn Johnson describes her as a true survivor: "Having contracted leprosy, which disfigured her body, including her hands, she was forced to leave her home by her husband and mother-in-law.

While at Jamkhed Hospital for treatment, she was encouraged to become a village health worker." Today, Sakubai delivers babies and is regarded as a central figure of trust and wisdom in the village. Whenever she visits a home, villagers congregate to listen to her teach facts about nutrition and the value of cleanliness.

The scarred hands are of no consequence to them. They see only her, a friend who has taught them about health and independence, a woman dedicated to serve."

The Sling Shot...
Between worlds and a moment's breath

Banff Centre Mountain Photography Series

Lavender Oceans,
Indian Creek, Utah, USA
Celin Serbo, Boulder, Colorado, USA

Special Mention,
2007 Banff Mountain Photography Competition

“The Indian Creek area of southeastern Utah has always been a special place for me. Countless climbing trips in the spring and fall seasons have made for many of my fondest memories. The endless supply of immaculate and relentless cracks yield some of the best climbing in the world. While a great deal of my time there has been spent struggling to climb and photograph these fantastic routes, I have enjoyed just being in this amazing place. Spring is an incredible time of year in Indian Creek. With the long days and warming weather comes an explosion of lavender in the fields below the soaring Wingate sandstone cliffs. The aroma is overwhelming as the purple flower blankets the valley floor like an ocean. It just seems natural to lie in it as if you are swimming. After a particularly humbling day of climbing, Kerry and I went swimming.”

Celin Serbo is currently based out of Boulder, Colorado, where he has been pursuing a career in photography for the past three years. His background being in climbing and guiding, his photographic influences are rooted in outdoor adventure and the lifestyles surrounding it. Celin has been published with a variety of commercial and editorial clients in the outdoor industry. Most recently, his images from a month-long climbing trip to the remote southern coast of Newfoundland were featured in Climbing magazine. His work is also represented through Aurora Photos stock agency.

Ancient of Days 2
by Visionary Artist Walter Bruneel,

The House of Awakening is NOW...
Do Nothing...
Feel Everything...