The Carousel of Time

And the seasons they go round and round.  And the painted ponies go up and down.  We’re captive on the carousel of time.  We can’t return, we can only look.  Behind from where we came. And go round and round and round in the circle game……Joni Mitchell

I would love it if the whole world was set to music.  I could recite all of War and Peace or the Periodic Table of Elements if they were a song.  I love music.  It resonates deep in my soul.  It takes me back to certain times in my life and makes me yearn to be there again.  It can make me smile or make me weep like a baby, depending on the memory it invokes.  I know I’m not alone.  There are two kinds of people.  Those who need music to feed their soul and those who don’t.  Even those who don’t will still have some tunes that touch their very being.

I heard an old song for the first time a few years ago.  I was looking for a suitable song for a slideshow I was doing for my sister’s 60th birthday.  As Irene grew up in the 60’s, I wanted something from that protest era.  I found Joni Mitchell’s Circle Game.  I fell in love.  What a hauntingly beautiful song. I can’t believe I had never heard it before.

I had just returned from the trip of a lifetime to Ireland and had spent just one day in Paris.  Right near the Eiffel Tower is a carnival.  The carousel there, at dusk in the shadow of the Iron Lady seemed haunted.  I’ve sat on this photo for ages, not quite knowing what to do with it.  Maybe I’m just in a particularly nostalgic mood but today, with the Circle Game going around and around in my head, like the carousel, I knew what I wanted to do with it.

I tend to long for the past a lot but in reality, it was difficult and even if I could return, it wouldn’t be the same and I would merely be a ghost, a bystander, watching the seasons go around and around.  That’s what seasons do.

Carousel of time





The Magician

I’ve learned that when my muse speaks to me and I take the time to listen, magic happens.  When she visits me, I cannot say I have no time right now.  The time to create magic IS now……Livonne  

I woke up yesterday and wanted to create some magic.  I’m not sure if I dreamed of a magician but I couldn’t get the concept out of my mind as soon as my feet hit the floor.

There was lots of stuff I should have been doing but sometimes when your creative muse finds her voice, you just have to listen to her because she doesn’t like to be ignored.   At times when I have ignored her for more mundane matters, she hasn’t spoken to me again for ages and that is not a happy situation for a creative.

So I thought about the photo I wanted to do and my son studiously kept his head down, refusing to volunteer to be my model.  I phoned a friend and asked if her son would be keen to model for me and he was.  As I was getting props together to go around to her house and do the photo shoot, I had lots of other ideas and magic tricks pop into my head.

When I got around there, my young model ALSO had lots of ideas of what he could do, so all in all it was a creative think tank.   This is the original concept that I woke up with.  Over the next few days, I’ll have more of this fun shoot to show you all.

We are all born with magic inside us. Sadly, as we grow up, we listen to others around us and stop believing in it.    This world is in turmoil and needs your dreams, magic, imagination and belief like never before.  Do you have  dreams to bring to life?  Now’s the time to spread some of your inner glow to light up the world.

Sleight of Hand



Half Light -Weekly Photo Challenge

Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down…..Paul Simon

This week’s photo challenge is Half Light and we were asked to share a photograph of half light which is inspired by a poem or song or book.  One of the most beautiful songs of all time, in my humble opinion,  is Simon & Garfunkel’s Bridge over Troubled Water.  I can remember hearing it as a young child and feeling angel wings wrap around me, with an unheard yet loud voice, promising to keep me safe.

I still hear that promise today, as clearly as I did all those years ago.  It keeps me strong.  When times are hard, I play the song to find a way out from the murky waters.  The beauty of the words, the magnificent voice of Art Garfunkel, the grounding harmonies of Paul Simon and the promise of an angel to protect me, all blend together to calm my soul as it did when I was a child.  The song still makes me cry with it’s beauty.

When you’re weary, feeling small,
When tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all
I’m on your side
When times get rough
And friends just can’t be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

When you’re down and out
When you’re on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you
I’ll take your part
When darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

Sail on, silvergirl
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
If you need a friend
I’m sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind

© 1969 Words and Music by Paul Simon

bridge over troubled water



Abide with Me

Sometimes the most productive thing you can do is rest and let your angels wrap you in their loving arms…. Unknown

I was really excited this morning to be heading to my local lake to do a photo shoot with a beautiful  young lady.  Do you believe some things are just meant to be?  I’ve spoken before about how some photos just make themselves.  I lose myself in the process and feel I am being guided by a greater power.

This is one of those photos.  I had a completely different outcome in my mind when I started editing this and then it literally took on wings all of it’s own.  I had no intention of this photo being an angel but I took a back seat to the process and let it happen. Sometimes, that’s the most productive thing you can do.

Abide with Me


Trying to find the Rainbow’s End

Whatever your gold at the Rainbow’s End, it’s sweeter by far when shared with a friend…..Livonne

Today is Saint Patrick’s day.  A great day for the Irish, those with Irish blood, those who want to be Irish…..oh it’s just a great day.  Having grown up with my Irish grandmother living with us, I identify strongly as being of Irish heritage and am very proud of it.  I’d always longed to go to Ireland and two years ago, I was extremely blessed to finally get there.  My cousin and I got to celebrate St Pat’s Day in Dublin. Even more exciting, my penfriend from my high school days came with her husband, from Sweden to meet us there.

What a buzz that is.  I could barely see the parade and when I heard the crowd Oooh or Ahhhh, I held my camera above my head and clicked, hoping for the best.  It worked.  I got some good shots.  After the parade, we wandered into a pub, got the last couple of seats and had a Guinness.  Not my choice of drink but I had my first (and probably last) on St Pat’s Day in a pub in Dublin.  It made it taste a whole lot better than it should have.

After a drink, we went walking around the streets of Dublin, watching thousands of people celebrate the day.  There were all ages and nationalities,  in all sorts of costumes and states of sobriety.  It was fantastic.  As we walked along one street, these two handsome leprechauns walked towards us. How could you possibly resist snapping a photo of them.  They laughed when they realised I had just captured them.

When I got home, their photo was  one of my very favourites of the whole trip.  They personified the day for me.  The colour, the fun, the camaraderie.  I decided though that something more needed to be done with them, so I put them on the bar of a little pub we went to on the way to Tipperary.  The sign on the door said Eagle’s Nest but I’m not exactly sure where we were as we didn’t have a set plan of travel.

As it happens, many many years ago, I attempted to learn Photoshop, (not very successfully I’m afraid).  The one thing I managed to do was to put an Irish band in a glass of Guinness, so of course, I had to put that on the bar as well.  This is one of my all time pieces that I’ve made.  What better way to celebrate St Patrick’s Day 2016 than by sharing this with you.

I have another reason for sharing this though.   I would love to find these two gorgeous leprechauns and send them a print of this photo each.  Everytime I see this photo, I can’t help but smile.  This photo makes me so very happy.  So I know it’s a long shot but if anyone knows them, please point them in the direction of this page or through Livonne Imagery on Facebook, so I can get in touch with them and send them a copy of my favourite photo.

Rainbow's End