Eternal Spirit on Mortal Paper

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Eternal Spirit on Mortal Paper – By June Perkins

A house full of sick kids and constant calls for Mum to please by nearby, snatched moments to rest and build energy for another round of vomiting from youngest and a complete ignoring of deadlines – that’s been my week.

Now any dedicated parent will tell you in a house full of illness you need to  take care of everyone and build a road to recovery.  There’s not much else you can do when your kids are sick.  Luckily for us one parent is still flexible enough to be at home when needed, unluckily for us all our extended family live thousands of kilometres away and can only send virtual foot rubs to their grandkids.

I work from home so you’ve probably guessed it’s me that’s been the carer of the week.  This week I have been giving foot rubs, telling stories, saying prayers and tending to tired and ill children.  Now Saturday is here things are looking up, and youngest is able to eat again.  This is such a relief after dealing with him having cramped crab hands, which needed lots of massaging to make normal again.  Poor little mite.

In the midst of this my dear hubby is in marking chaos, and in our very tiny house for five people has taken over the living room with piles of marking.  It is like negotiating a minefield.  I will not touch anything as it’s all just the way he needs it to be.  I dream of a day when the poor man can have an office, and me a studio.  A few weeks ago it was me with art materials everywhere just before my exhibition so really it’s a matter of needing to one day have a bigger space for us.

Last week I went to look after an Exhibition – of the Hinchenbrook Regional Art Prize, that my daughter, son and I had all put work into.  We went to the launch.  My daughter received a highly commended for her guinea pig painting, complete with collaged straw.  It was titled ‘All Together 1.’  She explained to me that she paints and draws the pets all together, as it brings her happiness, even the ones that are gone, get painted with the living ones so that their memory lives on.  She painted a bird picture with both our alive birds and our lost quails and also entered it too.

I took some photographs of the artists with their works.  It was a vibrant exhibition, with hints of memories of the looming cyclone in the clouds and a few broken trees but also green horses,  birds made by geometic shapes, moons over mountains and people -including the snake catcher Les, captured on canvas.  There were sculptures of cassowaries, and dear little pots with feathers, photographs of rocks, culture and natures, abstract paintings of cane burning, a coach without horses, and my dragonfly as well.

Now weeks like this are hard to set goals in, as you are driven from moment to moment by the needs of the family and they have to be the priority, so instead when I have a moment to myself I’ve been doing some digital play with my photographs and remembering Nell Arnold, whose funeral is this weekend.  During this week a few pieces on mortality and eternity have come into being in my arty breaks from the caring for kids.

Nell was such a mentor with my digital art photography and it was startling to hear of her sudden passing, although I knew she had not been well for a while.  I wonder if she can see these works from wherever she is in the next worlds beyond this one.

I wonder what Nell would say to me right now about setting goals for the future.  She would probably say believe in your work, move forward and realize you can do anything you set your mind to, and then she would send me some emails of people to get in touch with and make some practical suggestions.  Her emails are very precious and yet I never met her in person.  I would have loved to tell her about my daughter and the art entry as she mentored her with creativity as well.

I think of Nell especially today, but have two other friends who are farewelling brothers at funerals this weekend.  I know this feeling too, having been to my brother’s funeral when he was only young.

Life is short, and there is little time to write the eternal spirit on mortal paper.  It is probably little wonder that this week I created several art pieces all to do with the fleeting nature of life, words, stories, and belongings.

(c) June Perkins, all rights, reserved.

8 thoughts on “Eternal Spirit on Mortal Paper

  1. A house full of sicklings and still you find the time to create art and write. You amaze me. I’d like some of whatever you are taking!

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  2. It’s what gives me the energy to look after them Sally, made a story up about Gretchen and her magic bat and a trip to some caves on one day when they were sick, must remember to continue it…

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  3. a beautiful insightful post, June, I know how it is to juggle the different facets of your life, the caring, the practical and the creating – but looking back, somehow they all came together and fed each other.

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  4. Yes, thanks Gail, it can be quite a juggle, but imagination is a great tool for any parent – I think of Tolkien creating Lord of the Rings for his son…

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  5. It sounds as if your driven week proved to be really creative and I hope your little ones are fully recovered now. What a thrill for parents and kids to be exhibiting in the same show

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  6. It sounds to me that you are an angel disguised as a human…I’m sure your kids think you are. And in the midst of all that and the lack of space you can still be creative. Sheesh, you are an angel.

    Vi

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  7. Vi you make me blush, I certainly don’t feel like an angel, but I do try to do the best by people – and Traveller, it was a thrill to be exhibiting in the same show with children and youth – we all enjoyed the opening, the local bank gave a showbag to all the junior entrants with paper and pen and of course bank memoribillia but it was a cup to put their pencils and brushes in.

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  8. Pearlz, you too have a lovely blog! Looks like we could be good support for one another. Thanks for your kind words today and for reaching out!

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