Monday, March 10, 2014

Kids Birthday Party Photographs, Rotorua, New Zealand, Janet Keen

It was so much fun. 
The theme was African Safari. 
The cake was an incredible work of art and looked so yummy with all the amazing lollipops and animals surrounding it. 
Just look at the icing, it was all just too good to eat.  
 




I wanted a collection like this so much. 
They are quite hard to find now. 
I used to have a big collection ages ago when I lived in Kawaha Point but I must have lost them when I sold my house. 

 Treasure hunt all over the section and house. The advantage of being invited by the person whose birthday party is is that you can be one of the kids and you have way more fun. 
It's a chance to get right into their world and let your hair down.
 I loved it.
Everyone was a winner in this game because the prize which was a huge bag of lollies was shared out amongst everyone 
Kids were allowed to draw on wondows with special removable glass felts. 
What a neat thing to do, isnt it every kids dream to write and draw  on windows? 


 What a great way to be expressive


Heaps of arty ones.
 The pinniata game was so much fun.
I had never seen this before except in Mexican programmes. 
People all line up for a turn. They are blindfolded and given a stick
 

Then they wack it and eventually all the lollies fall out on the ground. The lollies are all put in a pile and shared out because we don't encouarge fighting over lolly scrambles. This is fair I think. 
As a kid I always missed out on lolly scrambles as other kids were faster. 
The food was delicious.
 It was Nanchos with mince and sauce and cheerio's (mini savaloys) salad and sparkling grape juice. 
It was pretty nice tasting and the kids loved it. 
 I sat at the table with them and had some cool conversations. 
All of the kids were so welcoming and friendly

 
It was a gorgeous summers evening with a nice view over a Rotorua tree clad suburb


 Lots of candles to blow out. 




Blowing out the cake





Look at the gorgeous cake and those fruit and marshmelow fish kebabs were pretty clever and tasty. 
They also had home made jelly and  some strawberry icecream.




 The cocktail umbrellas were a nice sophisticated touch.









There were costumes for dressing up which were fun.


 

I was very lucky to be invited. It was a great photo opportunity and a really cool time. 
I hope some of my other art students will invite me to their parties. 
I have already been invited to my friends twin boys party at Playtopia in a couple of weeks so it will be fun taking the shots for that as well.


Kids Creative Birthday Parties at Janet Keen Mosaic and Painting School
374 Clayton Road., Rotorua
Come along and make a mosaic  or a painting.
Minimum number 4 maximum 12.
$25.00 per hour per student
Phone 07 346-3435
Email jkeen@clear.net.nz



Creative Quote of the Week 
 The way I see it, you should live every day as though it's your birthday, Paris Hilton.

Friday, March 7, 2014

Community Art Projects for the Rotorua by Community Mosaic and Painting Mural By Artist Janet Keen

Using Resene Test pots in a beautiful range of vibrant colours  I am available to organise a community composite mural  depicitng animals, plants, flowers, faces and insects for your school or community organisation. 
It will only take a couple of days to complete and I will organise everything for you apart from the installation. 
 All you need to do is raise the money and organise the fifty percent deposit for materials. 
Have a fun creative and enjoyable time together and have a long lasting celebratory memory of your childs involvement in your school. 

Creative kids are healthy kids.

 So if you would like a quote 
Ring me on (07)346-3435
or email jkeen@clear.net.nz
or arrange an appointment in my studio at 374 Clayton Road, Rotorua. 

There is a possibility that you can receive creative community or civic arts funding for these projects. 
I can direct you where you need to go. 



I look forward to your response today. 

Street Photography Rotorua by Janet Keen


I was walking to my car in front of Capers Epicurian in Eruera Street and  I spied this rabbit in a hat with his owner.
I had to take some shots, they were so beautiful.
 The  rabbits name is Pierre Lapin (French for Peter Rabbit) and the lovely young womans name is Arihana Taiaroa.




Arihana is also an artist.

Jesse Kean is her partner and they are travelling around New Zealand, performing magic shows, and playing the flute. 




Street photography is everywhere.
You just have to make sure you take your camera. 

Creative Quote of the day  
 For me there is very little difference between magic and art. To me the ultimate act of magic is to create something from nothing. It's like when the stage musician pulls a rabbit out of a hat. Alan Moore. 

Painting, mosaic and street photography classes. 
Monday through to Friday, weekends by appointment. 
Phone Janet Keen 
346-3435 or email jkeen@clear.net.nz

For me, there is very little difference between magic and art. To me, the ultimate act of magic is to create something from nothing: It's like when the stage magician pulls the rabbit from the hat.

Read more at http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/keywords/rabbit.html#iidmW4xjoxhGLR74.99For me there is very little difference between magic and art. To me the ultimate act of magic is to create something from nothing. It's like when the stage magician pulls the rabbit out of the hat.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Rotorua Artist Janet Keen Open Studio and Garden for people interested in booking mosaic or painting classes.

My mosaic and flower garden  open by appointment, any day of the week, Monday to Sunday to those creative visitors to Rotorua who are looking  to book an exclusive  mosaic or painting  one day class with me. 9.30am to 4.30pm
Spend a whole in my studio, either painting or making a mosaic. 
$300.00 per person including materials. 
Ring (07) 346-3435 or email jkeen@clear.net.nz  to make your appointment. 
Pay a fifty percent non refundable fee to book your space now.
 

 Beginners Mosaic Classes, Monday to Sunday mornings 9.30 to 11.30am
$250.00 per person for 4 session  class including materials. 
Make three things, a bird or fish, a mirror and a pot.
You will receive  accelerated learning and  beautiful results in my studio. Invest time and money on yourself today, you won't regret it. 
Pay your $50.00 non refundable  deposit and start your life of fun today. 

Beginners Mosaic Paving Project, Monday to Sunday 9.30am to 11.30am 
 $250.00 per person for four week class
 Make a beautiful mosaic bird paver ;
Pay your non refundable $50.00 deposit and start your life of fun today. 

Beginners Painting Classes 9.30am to 11.30am
$250.00 per person for four session  painting class, including some materials, but you will also need to buy some materials so that you can complete some homework.
Materials list provided after or before your first lesson. 
Pay your $50.00 non refundable deposit and start your life of fun today 
 
Individual Creativity Consultations. 9.30am to 5.30am
Individual consultations $60.00 per hour per person.
Bring your own materials and I can set out some creative goals in consultation with you.
Let me be your creative coach, you won't regret investing your time and money because I enjoy helping people to move towards their creative dreams.
Create a vision board for your future with me in a Two hour session, $120.00including all materials.

 Ring Janet Keen on 346-3435 for a creativity consultation, whether you are a beginner or an advanced artist, needing some inspiration or feedback on your work. 
Book your space by paying a non refundable $50.00 deposit today. 

 Creative Quote of the day 
Procrastination is the bad habit of putting off until the day after tomorrow what should have been done the day before yesterday,
Napoleon Hill
 

 

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Poetry I like for Valentines Day by Carol Ann Duffy





These flowers are from my garden taken with my macro lens to celebrate Valentines Day. 
If you read this post and no-one else gives you a valentine feel free to accept this one from me. 





















Valentine Carol Ann Duffy

 Not a red rose or a satin heart.

I give you an onion.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light
like the careful undressing of love.

Here. 
It will blind you with tears 
like a lover.
It will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.

I am trying to be truthful.

Not a cute card or a kissogram.

I give you an onion.
Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,
possessive and faithful
as we are,
for as long as we are.

Take it.
Its platinum loops shrink to a wedding-ring,
if you like.

Lethal.
Its scent will cling to your fingers,
cling to your knife.
 
  












Words Wide Night Carol Ann Duffy

Somewhere 
on the other side
of this wide night
and the distance
between us, 
I am thinking
 of you. 
The room
 is turning slowly 
away from the moon.
 This is pleasurable.
 Or shall I 
cross that 
out and say it is sad?
 In one of the tenses
 I singing 
an impossible song 
of desire 
that you cannot hear. 
 La lala la. 
See? 
I close my eyes 
and imagine
the dark hills 
I would have to cross
to reach you.
 For I am in love
 with you 
 and this is what
 it is like 
or what it is 
like in words.




 





Ship  Carol Ann Duffy
In the end,
it was nothing more
than the toy boat of a boy
on the local park’s lake,
where I walked with you.

But I knelt down
to watch it arrive,
its white sail shy
with amber light,
the late sun
bronzing the wave
that lifted it up,

my ship coming in
with its cargo of joy. 














Now only words in a rhyme,
no more than a name
on a stone,
and that well overgrown –
MAR-       -ORIS—;

and wind through a ruined croft,
the door an appalled mouth,
the window's eye put out;

hours and wishes and trysts
less than the shadows of clouds on grass,
ghosts that did dance, did dance…

and those who would gladly die for love lang deid-
a skull for a bonnie head-
and love itself a metaphor, rose, red.



















If I Was Dead Carol Ann duffy

If I was dead,
and my bones adrift 
like dropped oars 
in the deep, turning earth; 

or drowned, 
and my skull 
a listening shell 
on the dark ocean bed; 

if I was dead, 
and my heart 
soft mulch 
for a red, red rose; 

or burned, 
and my body 
a fistful of grit, thrown 
in the face of the wind; 

if I was dead, 
and my eyes, 
blind at the roots of flowers, 
wept into nothing, 

I swear your love 
would raise me 
out of my grave, 
in my flesh and blood, 

like Lazarus; 
hungry for this, 
and this, and this, 
your living kiss.




















‘Item I gyve unto my wief my second best bed…’
(from Shakespeare’s will)

The bed we loved in was a spinning world
of forests, castles, torchlight, cliff-tops, seas
where he would dive for pearls. My lover’s words
were shooting stars which fell to earth as kisses
on these lips; my body now a softer rhyme
to his, now echo, assonance; his touch
a verb dancing in the centre of a noun.
Some nights I dreamed he’d written me, the bed
a page beneath his writer’s hands. Romance
and drama played by touch, by scent, by taste.
In the other bed, the best, our guests dozed on,
dribbling their prose. My living laughing love – 
I hold him in the casket of my widow’s head
as he held me upon that next best bed.














War Photographer Carol Ann Duffy
In his dark room he is finally alone
with spools of suffering set out in ordered rows.
The only light is red and softly glows,
as though this were a church and he
a priest preparing to intone a Mass.
Belfast. Beirut. Phnom Penh. All flesh is grass.

He has a job to do. Solutions slop in trays
beneath his hands, which did not tremble then
though seem to now. Rural England. Home again
to ordinary pain which simple weather can dispel,
to fields which don’t explode beneath the feet
of running children in a nightmare heat.

Something is happening. A stranger’s features
faintly start to twist before his eyes,
a half-formed ghost. He remembers the cries
of this man’s wife, how he sought approval
without words to do what someone must
and how the blood stained into foreign dust.

A hundred agonies in black and white
from which his editor will pick out five or six 
for Sunday’s supplement. The reader’s eyeballs prick
with tears between the bath and pre-lunch beers.
From the aeroplane he stares impassively at where
he earns his living and they do not care.












Creative Quote of the Week

Sometimes no matter how many eyelashes or dandelion seeds you blow, no matter how much of your heart you tear out and slap on your sleeve, it just ain't gonna happen.”
Melissa Jensen,
The Fine Art of Truth or Dare










  Love yourself and sign up for a creativity class with me. 
Mosaics, painting, sculpture class Monday to Wednesday mornings and afternoons
Weekends by arrangement subject to group bookings. 


Phone 07 3463435 
Email jkeen@clear.net.nz

Make some poetry and painting in my creativity classes.
 Studio open Monday to Wednesday and Friday mornings.
Open for groups by arrangement after hours and in weekends.