A special visit from Dorea and Janis brought about this painting.
This sweet little boy and his Mommy helped transplant some little bulbs and a few months later they are blooming. Such a great kindness.
See how the painting unfolds …
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November 16th, 2013 was a wonderful day of art at the Country Crescent Hotel in Plettenberg Bay. we thought we might be able to paint outdoors in the beautiful surroundings but the weather had other ideas. Luckily we had the use of the small conference room.
And the art that came out of this group was just amazing. Many of this wonderful group had not painted before and some had not painted for many years.
It starts out looking reckless and dangerous.
Just pour on the first colour. Then add the second and third colour.
When this was dry I had to sit with the painting for a long time to see what it wanted to be.
The first washes or pours were in opaque colours so it was easy to lift out the shapes that were to be trees.
Lots of techniques and play and slowly, step-by-step the painting becomes what it always wanted to be.
More colour in the foreground was needed so the yellows and reds were brought back to play.
Creating the foreground – still lots of colour – mainly the primary colours and allowing them to find one another on the paper.
Lots more fun techniques, lifting, sliding, washing, stippling, stencilling … too much fun.
I think this is enough … but you never know!
Monday 4th November was an early start for me and my husband Bobby as we left Plettenberg Bay in the “wee” hours to get to St Francis by 9:00 for a full, fun day of water colour painting with friends.
We only just got there in time as we had to travel s l o w l y – because the car had just had a new engine put in it and this day saw its maiden voyage.
As we arrived a room full of lovely artists were unpacked and ready to go with creative explorations. It was a little daunting walking into a room full of people – lots of hugs and then we began.
Paulene and Pippa creating magic.
Christine and Ann – just let it flow.
Donne’ and Kathy – magic happens when we release our anxiety and need to control the flow.
PE Artists, Donne’ and Robyn do it in style – this was like a workout x
Keeping our creative muscles fit!
Marlene created a beautiful painting.
Marlene’s paintings – lovely work x
Emotional Intelligence Workshop for Teenagers
16 June 2012
The most significant form of Intelligence we can attain is Emotional Intelligence as this equips us to perform and succeed in all walks of life.
Our young people are losing out on this incredible learning as more and more time is given to “book learning” as schools and our society tend to attribute a person’s worthiness to their level of scholarly achievement.
Yet, time and time again, we hear of entrepreneurs and inventors who have achieved great wealth and success regardless of the formal learning.
Beethoven’s music teacher once said of him, “…as a composer, he is hopeless”.
Teenager deserve to be fully equipped to manage life in all situations and this is possible when Emotional Intelligence is understood and practiced.
This one day workshop will teach the valuable concepts and skills to open this awareness.
*Self Discipline *Stress Management *Communication *Life Skills *Leadership *Self-Awareness & Self-Control
R200 per person
Participants to bring their own lunch, refreshments and snacks. Also a big cushion to sit on and clipboard or notebook and pen.
Please call Joy 079 180 7639 for more information and booking.
This is such a valuable workshop and I am hoping that parents and teenagers will learn how these techniques can bring about positive changes that will inspire all relationships in the home, school and later in the business setting.
Many Excellent organizations, like VW, offer their employees this training. It makes such a huge difference that it is seen as one of the essential courses business globally like to offer.
When we are able to move in the world from a core authenticity and responsibility, we are able to succeed in all endeavors.
I have researched this topic in depth as part of my studies with the University of Denver and presented workshops in Colorado, USA and South Africa to parents, educators and young people.
My motivation is to equip people to be the best that they can be, as this is the gift that impacts us all on a day to day basis.
Self – Awareness
Self – Discipline
The Golden Moment – how to recognize it and use it to improve the outcome in all situations
How to control your own impulses
How to use the information in many settings
How to help others to be the best they can be, simply by being aware and better control oneself
This workshop Connected participants to the value and challenges of meeting the aspects of our Diversity. The objective of this workshop was to highlight the strengths of the Individual within the corporate setting. We gain a sense of purpose when we are able to witness and empower our own awareness. Astute participants understand the need to match this with heightened communication skills. This is a workshop that is an absolute MUST for all organizations wishing to embrace the value of our individual uniqueness. To harness this attitude is the strength that creates significant shifts in perception and relationships.
Bobby Truscott – co-presenter for evolve
By Joy Truscott – Inspired after a walk on our Jeffrey’s Bay Beach
Walking on the beach I see the footsteps forming behind my path. I look back and see that the line of steps is not in a straight line, even though I thought I was walking a direct route. The pathway curves gently around the slight impressions of the sand mounds. I was not even aware that I had been following the contours of the earth.
I walk now with a sense of purpose, placing each foot gently on the earth. Where the sand is hard and unyielding the steps are barely visible and where the sand is soft, I see my mark pressed into the ground. I understand that the world can be like the sand. Soft and yielding at times, allowing me to leave an impression that is well formed and noticeable. At other times, the earth is hard and unrelenting. I have still traveled that way yet the mark I leave is known only to me, so slight is it.
The wind blows towards me and lifts my hair and my spirits, bringing in the smell of the ocean. The breath of life. I breathe it in through my nostrils, recharging my energy and my soul. The wind dances on the sand and lifts the edges from the footprints, smoothing the indentations and sometimes covering them up entirely. Still, I know that I walked that way.
I stop to see, to breathe, to rest a while. My prints are behind me and not yet made ahead of me. I see the expanse of clear sand washed beach and feel the tingle of anticipation realizing that the steps I am to take from this moment on are the ones I wish to make. From this point of pause I can decide which direction I choose to walk; how firmly I intend to place my feet; how far I intend to take myself along the route.
All the while around me the air is changing; the wind the light, and the scenery. It might be the same place it was moments before, but now it looks different. I am aware of the ever-changing, moving and shifting of the atmosphere. As I walk, I adjust my jacket to shield me from the cooling air. I adjust me. The scene will always change. How can I possibly think that it will stay the same? I am not the same. I make the changes in me that allow me to stay in the changing scene. I move myself across the path, following the curves and avoiding the beach debris. Before, I never considered how amazing this ability within me actually is. Now I am aware and grateful. So much goes on within me that I am unconscious to. What an amazing, resilient being I am!
At times I look down and find treasures along the path. Tiny, beautifully formed shells in vivid colors. Fragile and perfect, until an idle step shatters them. Some things will not survive on our walk through life. We are bound to fracture something along the way. Nature forgives by supplying abundance. I give thanks for the abundance. I forgive generously and earnestly.
I look up and see the expanse of sky. Even the horizons are not the end. There is more. So much more. I could feel small and unseen in the vastness, but I feel held and loved. I am part of this wondrous creation and loved as much as the tiniest shell. I see the purpose and the plan for even the smallest of creatures. Each life interlocking in exquisite precision. Without one, the cycle cannot sustain itself. I long to have all of mankind see this picture; this connection.
The wind has blown patterns in the sand. The bits of drift wood hold similar patterns. The sea snails weave their hieroglyphic messages in the wet sand.
There is a pattern for all beings. We are part of an intricate tapestry. The thread that holds us all together is the breath of life. We are encapsulated in the same pod of earth. Sustained by the same light and Source.
The reflections of the mountains and the clouds shine in the water washed beach. The earth reflects the sky. The sky reflects the earth. Heaven and Earth. Ying and Yang, Good and Difficult. Ease and Challenge. It is all one. The separation is in our seeing of it.
I turn to walk back, my footprints still showing along some of the journey. I try to walk inside my step. My haltering steps are laboured. I cannot place my feet in the same mark without walking backwards and looking over my shoulder. This is ridiculous and makes me laugh. I stumble and fall. In life why would I consider trying to retrace my old steps? They do not fit me anymore. I cannot walk them with the same sense of trust and ease. I have to concentrate so much on each step in order to “get it right”, that I cannot enjoy the journey. The unrealistic expectation could leave me disappointed and unfulfilled, if this was a serious walk-for-life.
Luckily for me, I can choose to even dance some of the way. I step and leap, swirl and sway, leaving a myriad of different prints to show the movement of flow and ease. My spirits are lifted and I feel as light as the seagulls that swoop overhead. I have moved a great distance and haven’t even been aware of labour. My dancing feet have freed me from the stilted, restricted, concentrated, self-imposed labouring walk. I choose to dance more.
It is the end of the meander now and I look back over the path and feel a sense of light and satisfaction for giving myself this time of life. I have moved over rocks, hard and soft sinking sand and I have adjusted to each change and moved on. The wind has blown and it has been hot at times. Still, I danced and laughed and I will keep on dancing and laughing, even when my footprints can no longer be seen by others. I know that I have participated regardless of the visible impression left behind. That has made all the difference to me.
Breathe deeply in and out 3 times deeply. Allow your exhale to be slightly longer and softer than your inhale.
Just Remember This: