You'll probably remember, appreciated reader, my recent post about an 1867 biography of Robert Dick, a Victorian, Scottish, self-made botanist, I'd bought. I've been following the blog of Joanne B. Kaar an artist whose hands-on, dedicated work with natural materials refers specifically to his achievements. It appeals greatly to me.
It just so happens that I sent the book to Joanne in Thurso, way up in far north-east Scotland ( having asked her first if she'd like it! ), feeling that among all the people in the world, she was most the one who should own it.
It thrills me to make connections across the world. I didn't expect anything back from Joanne. Imagine my delight, then, when this arrived, this parcel of prints and cards, made by Joanne, way up there, as far from Melbourne as you can get.
All of life, to me, is based on natural forms and forces, and the better-connected we are to these, the healthier we are. I admire any artist who with discipline and restraint reminds us of the beauty of our existence.
Thankyou, Joanne. I've been blown away to be in receipt of such a gift. My blogging followers believe I have an ability to create, but all I can do, in reality, is re-arrange.
It is you who is the maker ( forgive me for the washed-out photo ), and me who reports.
I'm hoping that many of you will take a look at Joanne's blog - and I hoped I've linked it correctly, being hopeless at techno stuff like this - for it takes all of your life - as it did for Robert Dick - to dedicate yourself to art.