Wednesday, 31 October 2012

Up and Coming

A taste of Morocco and a peek into my drawing book coming soon over at love from me - keep an eye out! 

Poppy and her beautiful book

How are all you bloggers doing?


Wednesday, 24 October 2012

I love bunting.

Deborah Grace

Deborah Grace
These top two images are from one of my favourite blogs. I'll let you in on a secret . . .  I've been on holiday with her & her family before and her twin brother (above) is Mr Burberry 2012! Aside from being an insanely creative and beautiful family, she is one of my favourite photographers ever.
I love the botanical prints on the one below - ingenious!
Peony and Thistle

I have done a few more posts over at love from me - please do go and have a look, let me know what you think by commenting and if you like it, I'd love you to follow me too : ).

With love,
Sarah x

Sunday, 21 October 2012

a new blog!

Dear The Tea House,
I have just set up a new blog to document my artwork. (

Please follow me : )!
I am doing an art foundation course for a year; 7 weeks in and we are required to blog our photography! I want to use this for more than just photography so watch this space. I want to post personal images, and whilst some of it will be required evaluations of tutors' selected images and experiments & explanations with the technical side of things, I hope you will enjoy musing through my (hopefully exciting) discoveries.
Bare with me as I set it up in my limited time and let me know what you think!
With love

Thursday, 18 October 2012

a poem, a lesson and a promise...

You probably can't read the above. But it's a poem by William Wordsworth. It was a poem that I was forced to dissect with a pencil day after day, note every possible intention in the authors mind, and read it until my eyes dried up with boredom, even learn it by heart when the time came. As you can immagine, my enthusiasm for Wordsworth was pretty low. I was told to love it and appreciate it- I was an english student, I was meant to!- and as such my Human Condition, the part that rebells against authority, didn't let me.
But now I do love it. I love it enough to blog about it! So what changed?
Well, when I read back on it, and immagined the scene Wordsworth tried to capture with his careful selection of metaphors, adverbs and exclamation... I felt what he was was trying to do. I now read it and see the morning light hit the domes and spheres and feel the human heart in the city. I love the poem. Because I read it because I wanted to, and loved it from my own freedom to. From my own free will.
And so it got me thinking....
...and as I do most of the time, when I ponder, my thoughts turned it back to God.
Because isn't  all that a little like what God wants from us?
Maybe God put us in that fateful garden with that deadly tree, confronted us with that poisonous fruit and inevitable choice.... because he wanted us to be free to chose him or not. If we're told we have to love God, we must worship him, we must give up our own way and choose his... it'll be with a heart that resents and struggles and beats only to escape. But when we chose God with that freedom, when we look at Him and swear his way is the right way, and know his truth is the only truth, and he is the life we must live... that's when God is happiest with us. His creation. Because that's what we were made to do.
So that was one little lesson I learnt from looking back over an old poem, that an old man wrote many many years ago.
But this isn't just a lesson that we learn, commit to God, and then move on from. No, we are confronted with such poisonous fruit every single day. There won't be a time when we don't have to decide, even subconciously, which way we're doing to take. Are we going to use our given freedom to choose God? The fact that we can come back from the wrong decision, to live and decide again, is a grace granted through the cross. And it's a lesson that christians are never too old to be reminded of- despite what they may think- it's a promise we can come back to daily, and thank God for. It's a promise to take and write poems about, because the "earth has not anything to show more fair" than Jesus Christ, and the cross he died on.

Thursday, 4 October 2012

Chasing the Sun - PART 2.

As the darkness brewed,  the plane in fact caught up with the sun once again. Chasing the sun through the darkness was worth the effort. Faith and hope did win. 

All who seek WILL find the light. 
" When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” " John 8:12

It was the most extraordinary sunset that I've ever seen - totally different to those that I have been blessed with seeing this past week. At first, the bright blue of a sun-weathered country mixed softly with tones of dusty yellow ochre towards the bottom. The more I studied it, the more I became aware of the hundreds of tones of colour that made it up. There were colours of a rainbow splashed across the sky.

I felt a nagging thought prompting me to play the previous song on my iPod, 'We are One Tonight'. It really spoke to me. I don't think that "thought" was any coincidence. As I looked at this network of rainbow colours, unified in the sublime blending of a sunset, I felt like God was saying to me that all the different colours represent people and everything that makes us different - we are all like different colours. Yet they fit together so well in the sunset - this is how the Lord intends His Kingdom to be : one, working in unity.
                  "We are One Tonight".
How can we blend all our colours together harmoniously?
With Jesus, anything is possible.
Let's pray together.
Be individuals together.
And build His Kingdom together.

'For just as each of us has one body with many members, and these members do not all have the same function, so in Christ we, though many, form one body, and each member belongs to all the others.' Romans 12 : 4-5

Go for it!!! 
x       x

Monday, 1 October 2012

Chasing the Sun - PART 1.

While on a flight back from beautiful Italy, an incredible view from the airplane window triggered thoughts that had me scrabbling for a paper airline bag to write it all down on. I thought I'd share it with you in 2 parts;

As we hurtle through the sky, an incredible sunset grabs my attention and glues my eyes to it as we chase it, the sun threatening to disappear over the horizon with every second that passes. But the plane continues in pursuit of it, as if crying out that no, its eyes cannot be taken off the prize.

As the sun finally sinks and time has its way, the aircraft continues to its destination - it knows where it is going. It reminded me so strongly of a Switchfoot song - 'The Setting Sun' - "I belong somewhere past the setting sun...". We have an aim, and even when the darkness of the world threatens to snatch our eyes of the Sun (Son), and our ultimate destination, we must still, and can still, keep on pushing towards the place past the setting sun, even as the light gets dimmer and dimmer.

Faith and hope will win in the end. 

Hebrews 11 - 'Faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.'

------A taster : PART 2 ------ ....'as the darkness brewed, the plane in fact caught up with the sun once again. Chasing the sun through the darkness was worth the effort. Faith and hope did win.'