Le sable pour sortilège
« Travailler le sable , c’est sculpter à l’envers, c’est “ressouder” les grains entre eux , et modeler la pierre. Ce n’est pas creuser, mais construire un nouveau volume, dans toute sa fragilité. » Ainsi Oona gwelloc’h évoque t’elle son plaisir à minutieusement, doucement, bouleverser la nature. Sans jamais, bien sûr, lui manquer de respect.
Le sable, donc: L’artiste le colore, pigments en poudre minérale, ou végétale, qui soudain font corps et âme avec les grains, alliance chaude, mate, d’une inégalable profondeur, plongée ensorcelante d’une nature vers une autre, comme une évocation des cycles de transformation, après la Vie , la mort, et de nouveau la vie.
Entre peinture et sculpture, ensuite, il s’agit de travailler la matière en fines couches successives, mille feuilles instinctivement composé, au fil d’un geste inlassablement répété, mouvement méditatif grâce auquel atteindre une dimension inédite, de l’infiniment petit -le grain- à l’infiniment grand - le cosmos- de l’hier au toujours, de la réalité à l’intemporel.
Empreints de thèmes symboliques ou mythologiques, Les « sablés » d’ Oona gwelloc’h racontent tous une histoire d’outre-monde, fossiles d’art qui disent l’au-delà. Un au-delà serein, d’emblée inscrit dans l’éternité.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
is about two days, that the carving is finished, the first Telling of this Tale is over . ( sight)
For the last two days, we have been looking each other. Getting to know each other in silence, now! By feelings and by touches , caresses even, rubbing on her the sacred Bee wax and oils for protection, healing and feeding, we are both tired of the Telling! The Silence is saying much more about what we have been true in this Tale , the presence that she has now, is beautiful, there is pride in me and also sadness, there is in Her the wings that I carved in her , myself! She is going to fly away from me.
I maybe can feel today what a mother is feeling when she knows that her child will go away soon ! It's full of tenderness ...
I do not have to many words for now, I also believe that the Ally that will come to take Her , should be the first to hear the Tale , and maybe to him or her to repeat it in her own way!
I know it will take a little time for her to fly away, then I look forward to take good care of her! :) Love her and cherish her , like a Mother to a child ! .... But, I really do not know who is who!? It feels like we are "the mother and the child" to an other , as we are " the teacher and the student", as we are " the story teller and the listener" ... but all helpers are getting quieter and quieter , slowly moving back to rest as well ! ... It is just her and I , and I know that This is a special time ! :)
When she will be ready to go, I will be happy! Because I know that she strong enough to be a life long friend to an other , and that her tale is just beginning ! :)
please open your eyes and Hear the tale, then close your eyes and See it ! :)
Sunday, February 21, 2010
I'm totally self taught in wood carving, I never learn from anybody. Then , when I "trow" myself into it , I had to call for all the energies that I could rich to learn the craft and I must say they answered my call in surprising manners!
Almost at my first "try" , I felt that wood carving was a magical practice. The sensual touch of the wood, brought me straight to the place I was looking for, the Depth of the Forest. In Celtic culture, it's there that we seek wisdom, Trees are spirits to us. To live in Truth with my path , I had to step in this depth of Forest with reverence, awaiting for the teaching.... and to my surprise , I quickly learn something and something else the next day and so on ... since I'm definitely hooked to the process! The principal of "a gift for a gift" since , is applied harmoniously . I give my all attention and work with heart and soul as a student , and I receive tones of lessons with love and wonders from my teachers.
After a year of practice it came to my senses that by each pieces of wood , I learn from the tree itself ! With my fertile imagination ( my greatest transportation mode to the other realms and worlds ) , I see the tree once alive, and I like to believe that I do connect with his/ her spirit through that small piece. I "study" everyone of them my own way, not as much in books , but with my own intuition and feelings , my own perception, all my senses , and listen carefully what each of them teaches me , what they teach me .
I believe that we all have allies in the vegetal realm, as in the animals realm , as in every realms that live next to us , just awaiting to be acknowledged and loved enough that they can Help us , teach us , guide us. Through Old Symbols that also talk to me in some obscure fashion, as if I once knew them, and with the help of the tree spirits , animals spirits , as well of spirits of the unseen , I'm trying to follow threads in all the realms and do my best to weave harmonious patterns, in my carving.
A strange purpose in life, some will say !? and I will have to agree, since I have no idea where it will lead me , but it is this change that I want to fully embrace and explore as long as I can .... I'm only few step on this path, and I look forward to contemplate all of it , even if it is in the darkness of the Old forest where you can only see one step at the time , but if it meant to be this way ... then so be it!
Saturday, February 20, 2010
About two years ago the robe became comfortable, but no much else was! ... Then my husband and I move out of this small island to the middle of a big big land. Far from the Sea !
My robe then , had to be " weathered ", and these things takes time ....
Few days ago, I received a very nice message on my other blog ( link on the left ) , from the writer of the young blog but already so inspiring "the wand maker " ( link as well on the left) , this was the latest sign that inspired me to start this new blog, ( many thanks to you Kal ! ) ... but here is the part that shook me a little !
"To share is our purpose. The universe created life so that she could look at her reflection. Sharing is alignment with her desires, an embrace of her."
since, it occurs to me that I'm not sharing as I would like to, and as I'm suppose to !?
It will be soon a full turn of the wheel that my path lead me to the so magical wood carving craft. It became a full time "job" and brought me so far the most enchanting experiences ! :) I believe it is time to share this part of my path, here in this new blog.
I will not come back to what I have all ready done this past year , just show few pics , but you can always have a look on "oonagh's worlds" blog if you wish . Here and Now it is a new Chapter ! :)
Please bear with me since I haven't mastered my communication's skills yet , and written words have tendencies to afraid me some , but like everything else , "there is no talent without practice" , I will hopefully get better with a bit of time ... and I have to face my fear of written words, as we should all face our worse fears on this kind of path.
I will try my best to come here to say the tales of the making of wooden friends that comes alive , once again , in my little workshop. Are they objects !? yes , they are , but objects have lives , you know?! ... at list it's what I believe !?! :)
A last thing before I start this new endeavor. I named this blog Wizart because it is how I call the expression of my spirituality through wood carving... It is a word that I "made up" and on that it has a great meaning to me all ready , and it brings together to important words: wizard and art , what I like to think than I do , art by wizardry !?
It will mean nothing for some and all what it needs to express to others ... I hope ! :)
Please have a sit with me here , and feel free to comment , critic , ask questions if you have some . The intent behind this blog is to share these wonderful endeavors, and let you know about these wooden friends , and who knows, you maybe will find your own friend here calling you !? and this is the dearest of my wishes ! :)