Thursday, 26 February 2009

it's a canvas!

I am really pleased with this. It's 'scrapbooky', but it's on a CANVAS. Exciting or what?!

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels,
but I have not love,
I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.
And if I have prophetic powers,
and fathom all mysteries and all knowledge,
and if I have a faith that can move mountains,
but I have not love, I am nothing.
If I give away all I have,
and if I deliver up my body to be burned,
but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude.
It does not insist on its own way;
it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing,
but rejoices with the truth.
Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never ends.
As for prophecies, they will pass away;
as for tongues, they will cease;
as for knowledge, it will pass away.
For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
but when the perfect comes, the imperfect disappears.
When I was a child I spoke like a child,
I though like a child, I reasoned like a child.
When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.
For now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror;
then we shall see face to face.
Now I know in part;
then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.

But the greatest of these is love.

Dress-making patterns, paper, ribbon, sheet music and paint. I don't really think I can call this a painting because a minimal amount of paint was used. For now, I'm just calling it a canvas. Right now, it's propped up in front of the TV. I'm sure it will find a better home in due course.

I'm having a bad few weeks: constant helmet headaches, sore throat, feeling as though I've been trampled on by a horse... I'm a lot slower at the moment - having to scrape all of my concentration together just to eat some cereal. And to make it worse, I have a huge to-do list. Urgh. I have so many creative ideas but I have to put them on hold until I've got on top of life again. But my favourite scrapbook page is still on my easel and this canvas is on display, so at least I can look at these and smile, because I've made some cool things this month.


  1. You truly have done some great work, Pizo, and don't you forget it. One such piece is, in fact, keeping my neck warm as we speak. I LOVE IT!
    So sorry you're having a rough time lately - the concentrating even on eating thing sounds way too familiar :( Sending you big but gentle hugs my lovely x x x x