A fun find from last fall.
Pics taken by Resa – October 12, 2021
Toronto, Canada
The Artist
The Sorcerer’s Garden – D. Wallace Peach
Wow! Fantasy adventure, mystery and reality all rolled into one. Lillian might be looking into a crystal ball, but all else can only see what she, the Dreamer, reveals.
Peach has us looking through that crystal ball revealing window, always. Yet, are we looking into a garden filled with verdant life, or from the garden into a darkness? Perhaps death? In fact, the author takes us to both sides & then a third.
The saga opens in a time long ago. Two brothers, Dustin and Cody, slay a fire breathing dragon. It’s a well planned battle, and the brothers emerge heroes.
Peach quickly takes us to a second revealing window. We are in a different time. Place? I was compelled to ask the author a few questions.
Peach – Well, I haven’t ever visited a catacomb or a crypt, though I’d like to! I tend to collect images randomly from the internet and use them to gather cool details – like the slant of light or the shape of columns or the pattern of tiles on the floor.
The Sorcerer’s Garden was a little different because it takes place in Portland, Oregon, near where I live. I used the Pittock Mansion, a real place, as Dustin and Cody’s mansion home. To prepare for the book, I took a private tour of the building (now a museum) and got to explore the areas the public doesn’t normally get to visit.
I took tons of notes, and collected photos and floor plans. Lillian’s music room in the book is exactly as it looked in the house. The tour included the basement, which was a little creepy and dusty and made for a perfect catacomb.
It was strange and disorienting going there for another tour after I completed the book. I felt like I’d stepped into the pages. I stood in Cody’s room, leaned on the counter where Pagan made coffee, and sat on Lillian’s sofa, looking out her picture window.
Resa – Quite cool, or in more modern words -that’s sick!
Resa – Our lead character, Madlyn, wears a black gown, the hem trimmed with onyx beads. It’s to a corporate dinner hosted by Dustin, head of the corporation. She is his social co-host. It sounds like a simple classic piece, no frills or poufs. She accessorizes with her mother’s elegant string of pearls.
When we first see Princess Madlyn, in days of yore and gore, she’s in a black gown, its hem trimmed in onyx. Is she wearing any other jewels? A different necklace, perhaps? Gloves?
Peach – I love your impressions of her gowns. I always envisioned the gowns as the same, since the story is already starting to overlap with the real world. But I never say that in the book, so her gowns are created by each reader’s imagination.
One of the coolest things about writing is that readers fill in the blanks, not only in clothing but in the general appearance of the characters and the setting. You’re the expert, so let your imagination create. Anything you do will be just right! I might even add some of your details to the book!
Resa – I imagined 2 gowns, as the story proceeded. One is her original black gown, with the addition of shoes and a sweater (scripted). The gown is now torn from horse riding through battles, the sweater disheveled.
Confession! First, I did create a gown that was not scripted. Yet, the era apparent of the story gave me way to come up with this gown. In the end I realize I created a fusion image. The image is Madlyn, The Queen & Lillian the Dreamer, all rolled into one.
So, to the battles. I engage emotionally when I write, so I hold my breath, make faces, grit my teeth, and cry when something bad happens.
My husband used to worry about me sobbing at my laptop, but knows to ignore it now.
I figure I need to immerse myself in a scene emotionally and feel all the feelings, because if I hold back, readers will sense the distance. I don’t feel bad about slaughtering monsters and bad guys, but it does hurt when I bump off characters I’ve grown fond of, and that certainly was the case in the book. The twist at the end changed the story, but in the moment, I was blubbering. I prepare by scheduling big chunks of time for tough scenes. That way I can give in, go where I need to go, process, and finish in one sitting.
Resa – There are some really bad guys in your story. I mean BAD, and not in the cool way.
The bad guys start off mean, greedy and willing to give into the Soul Thief. Once they give into the Soul Thief, they physically evolve into individual images of that evil. Peach, I bumped into this piece of alley art. I thought – OMG, it’s Warson, most of the way though his metamorphosis. His hair is evolving into horns, and he’s not dressed. Gross!
We find ourselves at the third revealing window. You’ll want to peer keenly through this window! It seems like there is a third entity, a spirit perhaps, writing another book. Nonetheless, it’s still this book. This is a brilliance of Peach’s writing. I’ve said lots, yet said nothing. You’ll just have to read the book!
This book deserves all great reviews and accolades. It is in many ways about the age old struggles: peace and love vs. hate and war, bad vs. good; decency vs. cruelty. It is intense. Although good triumphs, it is not without loss. This is also an ancient reality.
A long-time reader, best-selling author D. Wallace Peach started writing later in life after the kids were grown and a move left her with hours to fill. Years of working in business surrendered to a full-time indulgence in the imaginative world of books, and when she started writing, she was instantly hooked.
In addition to fantasy books, Peach’s publishing career includes participation in various anthologies featuring short stories, flash fiction, and poetry. She’s an avid supporter of the arts in her local community, organizing and publishing annual anthologies of Oregon prose, poetry, and photography.
Peach lives in a log cabin amongst the tall evergreens and emerald moss of Oregon’s rainforest with her husband, two owls, a horde of bats, and the occasional family of coyotes.
You can buy D. Wallace Peach’s books on:
All pics of street art taken by Resa – 2019 – 2022
Toronto, Canada
Artists:
Dragon (manipulated) – from a mural by Allan Bender John Nobrega & Stacey Kinder
All other artists unknown
It’s almost time for the Valentines Day Party at the Coop
Holly, Beth and Resa have arrived at the Coop early to prepare for the Valentines Party!
“Holly has kindly brought her famous corn bread, along with new and exciting surprises. The Chicklets can’t wait to start nibbling. The kitchen crew is so delighted to have her for an entire week. They can’t wait to see what she will make for them.
Midge has been assigned as Holly’s aide. She’s her go-for, and will get Holly anything she needs or wants. Everyone put their name in a hat and the winner was chosen that way, since everyone wanted to work with her.”
“Beth has arrived at The Coop, and while she’s not reading until the party, the Chicklets are starting to follow her around. I have a feeling they will get her to read a story or two, before the big day.
“Resa arrived at The Coop early, so she could set things up. The Chicklets are delighted to have her with them for so long. The Sewing Club is especially thrilled,, since she shows them how to make things, whenever she visits.”
Don’t miss any of the fun!!!!! Click on the Valentines Card to go to Gigi’s blog!
All drawings © Georgiann Carlson
Turn Off Your Mind
Sounds Zen to me. Where’s the off switch?
This was new, when I went by.
It appears finished.
Pics taken by Resa – November 9, 2021
Toronto, Canada
Artist is unknown at this time
Black & White Blues
It was at least a half block away. I was shaking. Black & white street art is a bit rare.
I was impressed with how great it looked painted on a peeling tin sheet wall.
When I got there, I realized it was not art for art’s sake, but an ad. That made me blue.
OMG! There’s Leonard Cohen’s head just up over the trash can.
I get there, and it’s not art for art’s sake, but an ad about Leonard Cohen’s memorial stamp. I didn’t feel so blue, because I adore him.
I drew this b&w pencil sketch of a famous person, in a couple of hours. It’s a sort of copy of a b&w photo. I think it looks like the person.
I got all cocky. I thought I would try another famous person, from a b&w photo. I used a technique where I didn’t draw an outline first. Rather I shaded(scribbled) my way in. I spent many nights shading away. In the end, it looks nothing like the person. I was heartbroken, after all that work.
I did a Blue Heron post a couple posts ago. A couple of comments later, Trent writes this song. He has a fancy synthesizer, and does some cool music on it. However, he actually sings the blues in this. He’s good, got feel.
He followed up with “For Her Heartbreak”. I know Trent got a new synth, sort of recently. He’s been working with it on his new pieces. I asked him what the name is. I got this answer:
“I use a Sequential Prophet Rev 2 polyphonic analog synth as my primary poly-synth and I have been using a Behringer Poly D for bass lines, leads, solos, etc. – the Ploy D is a MiniMoog clone.”
This could be of interest for the musicians out there!
The Heartbreak might be in Red, but it’s blue. You can visit Trent on his blog – Trent’s World
Last, but not least, I share this b&w drawing of a blog pal, that I have never met. Her Poetry & Writings can make me feel anywhere from Powder Blue to French Navy and every blue in between. There’s other colours, but this is about B,W & Blue.
Wolves
Intense, rich … and I see a picture . Holly’s words are evocative and her metaphors enchant.
Pterodactyl
I found a Great Blue Heron, on a garage door.
It’s one of the pterodactyl’s relatives, a great blue heron. The great blue heron is the largest heron in North America.
I’ve never seen one in real life.
However, I have seen many on Tim’s blog. Check out Tim’s night shot of one of these Blue Beauties wading in water.
Tim’s blog – Off Center Not Even is resplendent with nature’s beauty. He’s got magic trees, owls, biblical skies and more. I can’t thank him enough for allowing me to use many of his stunning photos.
Pics taken by Resa – December 1, 2021
Toronto, Canada
The Artist is unknown. The door was unsigned when I found it.
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