July 22, 2012
Why I Paint Bones

Bones are the last parts to disintegrate, after a creature dies and returns to the Earth. To me these represent the essential things— the ones we keep in our spiritual core. These are the beliefs that give us a solid foundation, upon which we may flesh out our thoughts, words, and deeds. They remind me to always question myself— what is truly essential? As part of my advocacy for sustainable living, I am working on keeping only the things that I really need in life. While I’m quite far from being a true minimalist, I do aspire to live up to the philosophy of “minimal consumerism”— that is, to live a life that is filled with love and family and friends and  health, as opposed to a life that is filled only with the latest fashions or the latest gadgets. I don’t mean to say that these are mutually exclusive— but I do have a limited amount of time, energy, and attention, and in giving these out, I feel that I should prioritize the things that truly matter.

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"Queen"
Watercolor and ink on paper.
27 x 38 CM
Signed “feanne” and dated “2012” at bottom.
Available

Spells & Specimens solo art exhibit by Feanne ongoing until July 30 at Galerie One, LRI Design Plaza, N. Garcia (Reposo St.), Makatiart blog / facebook

Why I Paint Bones

Bones are the last parts to disintegrate, after a creature dies and returns to the Earth. To me these represent the essential things— the ones we keep in our spiritual core. These are the beliefs that give us a solid foundation, upon which we may flesh out our thoughts, words, and deeds. They remind me to always question myself— what is truly essential? As part of my advocacy for sustainable living, I am working on keeping only the things that I really need in life. While I’m quite far from being a true minimalist, I do aspire to live up to the philosophy of “minimal consumerism”— that is, to live a life that is filled with love and family and friends and  health, as opposed to a life that is filled only with the latest fashions or the latest gadgets. I don’t mean to say that these are mutually exclusive— but I do have a limited amount of time, energy, and attention, and in giving these out, I feel that I should prioritize the things that truly matter.

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"Queen"
Watercolor and ink on paper.
27 x 38 CM
Signed “feanne” and dated “2012” at bottom.
Available

Spells & Specimens solo art exhibit by Feanne ongoing until July 30 at Galerie One, LRI Design Plaza, N. Garcia (Reposo St.), Makati
art blog / facebook

November 17, 2011
Queen by Feanne (tumblr/facebook/twitter)
Watercolor, 27 X 38 CM

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I am a frayed and nibbled survivor in a fallen world, and I am getting along.
I am aging and eaten and have done my share of eating too.
I am not washed and beautiful, in control of a shining world in which everything fits, but instead am wondering awed about on a splintered wreck I’ve come to care for, whose gnawed trees breathe a delicate air, whose bloodied and scarred creatures are my dearest companions, and whose beauty bats and shines not in its imperfections but overwhelmingly in spite of them…
― Annie Dillard

Queen by Feanne (tumblr/facebook/twitter)
Watercolor, 27 X 38 CM

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I am a frayed and nibbled survivor in a fallen world, and I am getting along.
I am aging and eaten and have done my share of eating too.
I am not washed and beautiful, in control of a shining world in which everything fits, but instead am wondering awed about on a splintered wreck I’ve come to care for, whose gnawed trees breathe a delicate air, whose bloodied and scarred creatures are my dearest companions, and whose beauty bats and shines not in its imperfections but overwhelmingly in spite of them…

― Annie Dillard

October 22, 2011
Eye, unicorn, bird in a cage, butterflies.

I, unicorn.

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Commissioned illustration for Vini Teodoro of Finders Keepers vintage jewellery.

Eye, unicorn, bird in a cage, butterflies.

I, unicorn.

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Commissioned illustration for Vini Teodoro of Finders Keepers vintage jewellery.

September 28, 2011
Each act of creation shall leave you humble, 
for it is never as great as your dream and always 
inferior to that most marvelous dream of God 
which is Nature. Gabriela Mistral, Decalogue of the Artist

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Violet and sunlight butterfly petal mandala watercolor painting completed over the course of several days.
16” x 22”

Each act of creation shall leave you humble,
for it is never as great as your dream and always
inferior to that most marvelous dream of God
which is Nature.

Gabriela Mistral, Decalogue of the Artist

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Violet and sunlight butterfly petal mandala watercolor painting completed over the course of several days.
16” x 22”

September 16, 2011
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.Gibran

This caduceus is a commissioned work for Camille. :)

Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.

Gibran

This caduceus is a commissioned work for Camille. :)

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Filed under: drawing quote snake rose butterfly 
September 12, 2011
Every intentional act is a Magical act.
Aleister Crowley

Every intentional act is a Magical act.
Aleister Crowley

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September 7, 2011
I saw a butterfly—there can be more to life.
— Hope For The Flowers

I saw a butterfly—there can be more to life.
— Hope For The Flowers

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September 5, 2011
In a sense, you are the star. Look at your hand - do you claim it as your own? Every element was forged in temperatures a million times hotter than molten rock, each atom fashioned in the blazing heat of the star. Your eyes, your brain, your bones, all of you is composed of the star’s creations.Brian Swimme

In a sense, you are the star. Look at your hand - do you claim it as your own? Every element was forged in temperatures a million times hotter than molten rock, each atom fashioned in the blazing heat of the star. Your eyes, your brain, your bones, all of you is composed of the star’s creations.
Brian Swimme

September 5, 2011
A billion stars go spinning through the night,
blazing high above your head.
But in you is the presence that will be,
when the stars are dead.
Rainer Maria Rilke

A billion stars go spinning through the night,
blazing high above your head.
But in you is the presence that will be,
when the stars are dead.

Rainer Maria Rilke

February 21, 2011
I don’t know what it is yet (: well, bits of butterflies and gossamer fabric and lace and petals…

I’ve downloaded my scanner’s driver already but accidentally knocked the power cord of the device! And the scanner is big and heavy, I’m too lazy right now to go crawl behind the table and look for that wire… :P So, this badly lit photo will do for now.

I don’t know what it is yet (: well, bits of butterflies and gossamer fabric and lace and petals…

I’ve downloaded my scanner’s driver already but accidentally knocked the power cord of the device! And the scanner is big and heavy, I’m too lazy right now to go crawl behind the table and look for that wire… :P So, this badly lit photo will do for now.

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Filed under: drawing butterfly lace