Mehndi - the art of the henna tattoo

Blood red oozes from the slim nib...

... curlicue after curlicue...

... form taking shape...

... a henna flower blossoms and grows...

... delicate...intricate...ornamental...

...an ancient wisdom and culture evolves before my eyes

...only to fade soon with time.

Frannie xx     

© 2015 Francesca Muir

Let Greece Breathe...

...her music...

her dance...

her history...

her sport...

 her colour...

her beliefs...

her people...

...her passion.

Her name is Greece...

Let her breathe...

Frannie xx     

© 2015 Francesca Muir

Looking out

It’s instinct!

 That which draws us to peer into the beyond…

 To peek around the corner…

To see who or what lies out there…

 To look through…

 To look in…

 To look out…

 To wonder about the other side of here.

 That overwhelming desire to step through…

 To stand in the light…

And live outside the frame.

Frannie xx     

© 2014 Francesca Muir

The colours of the Sydney Fish Markets

The Sydney Fish Markets are a rainbow of delight...

from the silver slivers of the Atlantic salmon...

 to the golden eyes of the orange sea bass.

Then there's the gentle pink hues of the New Zealand snapper ...

And the luminous emerald of the Green-lipped mussel...

Not forgetting the gentle baby pink underbelly of the octopus.

There's lemon delight yellow...

And the sunset hues of the tiger prawn...

... the electric swimmer crab blue...

...and the golden earthy shells of the oyster

... freshly shucked...

...and garishly garnished to go.

And adding to the colour is the perennial pelican...

and the ubiquitous seagull in search of a morsel, a soupçon...a tidbit.   

And the biggest surprise of all...

My boat!

Frannie xx     

© 2014 Francesca Muir
All taken with iPhone 5

The art of accidental art

Is it by accident or intention?
That a casually placed pot sprouting a twisted vine creates a piece of art?

Or that a hastily painted donkey shoe
Pops when nailed in blue and framed in white?

That boats drying on a window sill
are art within art?

And a broken pot artistically sitting on a stone wall
Draws you to sit next to it and dream...

...of terracotta days and a table for two...

...and pet rocks resting,

nestled into a wall. 

Is it by accident or intention...
That a simple drip can be so alluring?

For the love of the art of accidental art...
Long may it flourish and thrive!



Frannie xx     

© 2014 Francesca Muir

Our world....

Some days I am so lost for words I have to leave it to others... 

Frannie xx     

© 2014 Francesca Muir

Shoelaces...a rite of passage!

Where were you when you first learnt to tie your shoelaces?

Take that first big step from babyhood to childhood...

 Assert your independence...

Claim your first rite of passage?

Well done Lucy...
So happy to have shared this with you and this will be a day you will always remember.


Frannie xx     

© 2014 Francesca Muir