Art and raindrops
June 21, 2011
Rain is falling today as it did last night and part of the day yesterday. A light and persistent rain. During the night I woke up and listened for a while to the heavy drops on the roof. A stormy weather but a cosy feeling inside the house. In the morning a shy and scarce sun lit up the sky for a short while; raindrops, swept by the wind, looked like tiny pearls, colourful beads, like the jewels I had seen once in an artisan´s workshop.
Somewhere under those ancient arcades a door opens into a small art studio. Two artists work there, an artisan jeweller and a potter. They each have their own workshop and share a bigger room for exhibitions. I visited this picturesque old town on a rainy day, like today, and thought why not have a look inside ?
As I pushed the door and went inside, stones and pearls were glittering inside showcases. Precious gems that I was reminded of as I saw the brilliant raindrops today. Bracelets, earrings, pendants, rings of different designs and shades.
The potter was absent, I was not able to take pictures of his pots, vases, dishes and jugs. A look inside his small workshop showed an apron and a potter’s wheel waiting for the craftsman.
In the jeweller’s workshop a necklace, as glittering as a river, was set on a bed of pebbles. The necklace was catching the sunrays and colours reflecting in the window. A beautiful piece of art created with silver and labradorite.
I liked the green pendant with the embedded white flower, as if floating in a jade pond. Each jewel seemed to have a life of its own, one given to them by the artisan.Are you sometimes dreaming of faraway shores ? I suggest you go and visit Deanna, a great artist from New Zealand. Her jewelry is inspired by the shores and beautiful nature on her island. http://www.deanna.co.nz
Is it raining in your part of the world ? Here is a child´s poem that will surely keep you smiling 🙂
“If I were raindrops…
I would fall and give kisses
To the world.
Give coolness to the poor.
Cool others who are hot.
I´m clear,
I´m caring,
And I love it when you are happy!
When it´s cloudy
I have fun
And yes, you know…
I am coming.”
If I