Akvarellkurs - Water Color Classes

BLI MED PÅ AKVARELLKURS – KUNST OG FARGER!

Drømmer du om å male noe som kan settes i passepartout og ramme og henges på veggen til glede for deg og andre? Ønsker du å uttrykke følelser gjennom kunst? Lengter du etter å skape noe av et blankt ark?

Kanskje trenger du et lite puff i riktig retning for å virkeliggjøre denne drømmen – en guide som kan vise deg hvilke stier man skal gå gjennom en jungel av teorier, stilarter og utstyr.

Og den stien du velger blir din. Bare du kan sette ditt eget merke på det du vil oppnå.

KUNST OG FARGER; nybegynnerkurs i akvarellteknikk kan være noe for deg. Kurset der du sammen med andre finner gleden av å observere, velge et motiv og utføre det. I tillegg lærer vi hver gang litt fra kunsthistorien; kjente kunstneres liv og verk er inspirerende og spennende!

Kurs for: Barn – ungdom/voksne
Sted: "The Duck and Cherry" i Moss eller etter avtale

Du lærer blant annet om:

Utstyr                                      skygger og glasurer

Penselbruk                               perspektiv

Akvarellteknikk                      vått-i-vått

Komposisjon                           kunsthistorie

Chiaroscuro                             og mye mer!

Nybegynner voksne A: tirsdag 9. sep kl. 18:00-20:00            Pris: ukentlig 4 kurskvelder 1000,-
Nybegynner voksne B: torsdag 11. sep kl. 18:00-20:00.        Pris: ukentlig 4 kurskvelder 1000,-Vidergående kurs settes opp etter endt nybegynnerkurs.

Hva trenger du? Når du melder deg på kurset, vil du få en liste over hva du trenger av utstyr og materiell. Det vil være ark, pensler og farger. Dette må du selv kjøpe inn og ha med deg.

Hva får du? I tillegg til undervisning og samtaler får du hand-outs og en liten forsfriskning på hvert kurs.

Heidi Eljarbø Morrell Andersen har hatt stipend fra Kunst- og Håndverksskolen i Oslo, studert Art & Design, fargeteori (Color Analysis) og kunsthistorie på Brigham Young University i USA og hatt inspirasjonskurs med Øyvind Sand. Hun har designet korsstingsmønstre for norske ukeblader i 16 år, som også har blitt solgt til utlandet, tegnet annonser for aviser og holdt separate kunstutstillinger i Norge og Østerrike. Hun har undervist kurs med akvarellteknikk og fargeteori, gitt privattimer og hatt undervisning på skole.

Akvareller, oljemalerier og korsstingsdesign selger hun gjennom utstillinger og bestillinger. 
Bilder kan sees på Facebook: Heidi Eljarbo Studio, Pinterest og bloggen «Tales from the Duck and Cherry» - heidieljarbo.blogspot.no

It may Surprise You Why I like Four-Leaf Clovers

Summer around here will have fields of clover, humming bumble bees, and fluttering butterflies.

Why am I fascinated with the four-leaf clover? The answer may surprise you. I am not looking for a lucky charm, nor an addition to my bouquet of wild flowers to put in a glass vase on the dining room table.

What I love about it, is that  something that is actually a mutant or gene anomaly, is known as a bringer of luck, a positive good-doer.

So how to find one? You have probably scanned fields, country road ditches, and back yards as a child, looking for the lucky plant. The fun in bringing it back to show your  mother, maybe pressing and drying it to keep for years, maybe forever.

They are actually not as difficult to find as one may think. I have found many. Just this summer I found the specimen on the photograph shown on this blog. I bent down to look for one, and lo and behold, there it was, right away.

Four-leaf clovers are mostly found in patches of white clover, genuine mutants are where the red clover grows. Don't let the 1 in 10 000 number discourage you. It's totally possible to find one or more.

Hope - Faith - Love - Luck.
You guessed right. Those are the symbolic blessings of the four petals.

But traditionally, there are many blessings connected to the four-leaf clover, as it will bring you luck in love, games, sports, war, and business.

Put it in your wallet and it will bring you economic posterity.
Put it in your shoe to help you find the way.
Have a four-leaf clover in your pocket when you look for fairies (Medieval times).
It will be a power to protect against evil and bad omens.
You may carry one for magical protection and to help ward off bad luck (Druids in old Ireland).
Bring one along as a lucky charm (Celtics).
Present one as a wedding gift to bless a young couple's union; it is a symbol of eternal love (Ancient Egypt).

And if you are eager to marry -
If a young woman desires marriage, she should go looking for a four-leaf, clover. If she is lucky enough to find one, she should eat it. Then, the first man she meets after eating it - he's the one!
Another lucky trick is to put the four-leaf clover in your shoe in the morning and you will soon thereafter meet the one you should marry.

There are also divine symbols to the plant, as well as the tradition that its magical powers will turn on you if you don't respect it, if you give it away, or throw it out.

It's not only among the emerald green hills of Ireland that you may find a four-leaf clover. Although, they claim to have more than anywhere else. Clovers are found in many areas.
So get down on your knees, peruse the area, and see how lucky you get.

http://snl.no/firkl%C3%B8ver
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Four-leaf_clover
http://www.unexplainedstuff.com/Superstitions-Strange-Customs-Taboos-and-Urban-Legends/Superstitions-Four-leaf-clover.html
https://online.bingo.com/en/online/online-bingo-news/20091218/superstitions-7
http://www.lucky-four-leaf-clover.com/what.html

What Can Nature Do For You?

I have been fortunate in my life. Happy and fortunate. I have spent a lot of time out of doors, in the woods, in the mountains, by the sea--in Heavenly Father's beautiful nature.
I don't fret over weather, there's nothing I can do to change it anyway. And nature is lovely any time of year and in all kinds of weather.

Last night we had the most ferocious thunder storm I have experienced whilst living in the Duck and Cherry. The grounds outside shook, the house seemed to move as thunder bellowed through the thick woodlands and lightening over a period of four hours lit up the sky. There was power and majesty in the storm. I went outside with Hector, the Wheaten Terrier, between 2 and 3 am and watched and listened. I have never felt that way before during a storm--and I have been through snowstorms in cold countries and several tropical typhoons in Okinawa, but it was as if being in the middle of the unmeasurable strength of earth and sky, the roar of clouds crashing together, and the knowledge that the God I believe in can calm any storm, made me feel both humble and excited. I was part of the storm, still I felt safe.

I went back to bed, brought a worried Wheaten Terrier with me, and listened to the pounding thunder while thinking about relatives on my family tree with named like Thor, Thora, and Thorine. Mighty names.
Arnfinn pretended to sleep. I knew how impossible it would be for him to get the needed rest as we were right in the middle of Thor's ruckus, and tried not to disturb him.

What can nature do for you? Whenever I go to quiet mountain areas, or sit alone by the sea listening to waves roll in, I keep thinking that nature must surely be a healer, a medicinal remedy, a refuge from sorrow and pain. If people living in large cities could experience a day on a snow capped mountain or hike through bush and greenery, far away from bustling streets and noise, taking in the colors and scenery--I believe tension can be replaced by calm, negative feelings by love of the creation, and gratefulness and love fill a heart and mind.

It does that to me.

Photos from a trip to the Norwegian mountains in last week.

If you take the time to look, evidence of critters are everywhere. This moss covered rock (above) had at least five entrances to hiding places and homes for little animals.

A Mowgli in Our Midst

Mowgli is the protagonist of Rudyard Kipling's fictional story, The Jungle Book. During a tiger attack in his small village, Mowgli is lost. His parents' are unable to find him, not knowing that their son is alive and well and being brought up by wolves in the Indian jungle. The energetic little boy is called Mowgli the Frog by his adoptive wolf parents because of his his lack of fur and problems sitting still.

The story has fascinated us through decades. Mowgli first appears in a story collection in 1893 and The Jungle Book was introduced a year later.The happy, carefree child who lives and speaks with animals and understands their ways is a fun, adventurous story. It was introduced on stage already in 1899 and has been been filmatized several times. Many of us remember the Disney classic from 1967, a joyful, colorful musical version, enjoyed by both young and old.

We have a little guy in our family that I occasionally, but lovingly, call Mowgli. He is approaching his third birthday, but already has a way with animals that many adults could envy him. His mother brought him horseback riding before he could walk, lets him play with farm animals and teaches him how to treat any animal with respect. He has always had dogs as his siblings. Sometimes he puts his plate of food on the floor next to the dogs' and even pours his drink into a bowl and laps it up. Walking was on all fours until he went to visit his cousins and saw them up on two legs.

He may be found around the house training one of the dogs all on his own. He plays fetch, encourages, and praises the dog for being obedient.

But what I especially like, is how gentle and self-confident he is around animals. He treats them as equals, laughs with them, plays with them and simply loves them. It's a joy to watch.

Horrible as it is to hear of animal cruelty, I wish we as humans could treat animals as God's creations, and learn to respect and honor them for their purpose in life. As Arnfinn and I hiked the wild mountain terrain above our cabin yesterday, we discussed what we would do if we met a brown bear on our way. In my mind, I wished we could say hello and then walk in opposite directions, both respecting the other. I have seen this in a photo. A fisherman and a great bear on either side of a river, both out to fish for food, both resp
ecting the other.

One day. One day it will be like that. That day I will cuddle those big furry animals. For now, my grandson and I will enjoy animals--at home or at a distance.

Today's photo: beautiful little munchkin, Dean.