venture to put on someone else's shoes
and explore!
enjoy trying to shape oneself...
a reflection of something imagined!
but it gets complicated
tangled images, ideas, ideals;
meaning and true beauty
are found tucked inside
so, remember to sparkle!
Travel to Planet Kri Kri! Visit the world of Kri Kri ceramics and beyond. Follow Kristin in her travels with Nigel Foster, kayaking around the globe.
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| would you like warm? |
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| or cool? |
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| Add spice by changing the color of a bowl or a cup |
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Only the slightest breeze tickled the waters surface, effectively altering the ordinary. |
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| An Ikkat weave from Java... |
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| Also remembering a painting I saw once in New York. |
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| Thinking how sometimes when I'm in a museum, I'm reminded of paddling. |
It was really a fun way to do the trip, being close, observing and chatting as well as working together to reach their goal of over 600 kilometers. The scenery was rich, as were the fantastic cheeses they were able to sample along the way.
After the confines of the canals, being on a river was expansive and exhilarating! There is a large tidal bore, or "mascaret" which makes its way far up the Garonne and is surfable at spring tides. At neaps, it is still rushing along at 10 to 12 mph!
Nigel and Kristin got to experience it in the evening from their camp beside the chateux and vineyards at Portets.
After paddling across the south of France with Nigel, I thought about where I had been.
This visit to The Musee de Robert Tatin, in Cosse le Vivien, France, came as a gift to us the day before we left France.
Trusting her enthusiasm, we hopped into the car and sped along narrow roads and through torrents of rain to this personal shrine.
Robert Tatin lived here for the last 21 years of his life. He is buried on the site. Though she moved out of the house so that this special place can be shared by many, a place is waiting for his wife, Lise, to join him when she is ready.
Tatin traveled widely and his imagery reflects this. Figures reminiscent of Incan gods and Indian goddesses populate the meditation garden. The figures all seem happy and content. Harmony reigns. One will see strong influences of great, early 20th century artists like Picasso, Miro and Klee, but the over all effect of the environment is quite original.
The glowering day could not dampen our delight. Heavy skies enhanced an aura of magic here as we wondered through the arcades, literally entering the world of Robert Tatin.
Cement and wire armatures were used to construct the sculptures and buildings on the land around a centuries old stone farm house. With in the labyrinth of the Meditation garden, one will visit numerous chambers and see displayed paintings, prints and ceramics also by Tatin.