My Ceramic Journey

Overview

I began my ceramic journey in the late 90’s sort of by accident! The way best things often happen.

I worked for the next 20 years on and off studying under various ceramic artists and masters in Spain, Australia and Italy. I took time in between to travel and explore the world.

Although a painter of female nudes first, over the last years I returned to my passion of ceramics. This saw me build my first ceramic atelier with private gallery, kiln, wheel and all that goes with it. I took part in workshops and local exhibitions to further my knowledge and experience. I was a successful part in the Noosa Open Studios (Australia) for 3 years in a row from 2016 to 2018 (Noosa Open Studios).

I have used most of my time to experiment with different clay bodies, glaze making and blending, and most recently, the ‘crackle’ method through sodium silicate. In addition I’ve worked with a little with raku and wood firing, mixing clay bodies such as groggy clay and porcelain, effects of the same glaze over different clay bodies and currently, single fire. And always trying to improve my wheel throwing!

My passion for ceramics is infinite and there is always much to learn! In 2017 I spent 5 weeks in a bespoke ceramic residency in Tuscany with an acclaimed UK potter as my tutor, as well as renowned Italian sculptor. My journey blissfully continues delving into the world of ceramics, its generous potters and where they come from.

 

ARTISTS STATEMENT

“We are all cracked pots, perfectly imperfect.”

Dancing Skirt Installation at Noosa Regional Gallery

My Cracked Pots and Dancing Skirts 

In today’s world we are continually being compared to (perceived) perfection. I am constantly exploring ways and techniques with my ceramic forms to emulate how perfectly imperfect we humans all are, as are my cracked pots. A lot of feeling, reflection and experimentation goes into the hand creation of every vessel. Each one to some degree reflects my personal inner search.”

ARTISTS BIO

Born in Denmark and raised in Australia, I spent 15 years in southern Spain honing my painting talents of the female nude when I discovered a new passion, working with mud!

I have worked on and off with clay for over 20 years. I am mostly self-taught though I have taken part in many classes and worked one to one with various world class tutors on my extensive nomadic travels. I have studied with ceramic experts in Spain, Denmark, Australia and most recently, in Tuscany Italy during a 5 week ceramic residency with a leading UK potter.

Dancing Skirt Installation

I look at my recent body of ceramic ‘crackle’ vessels, Dancing Skirts, as an ongoing exploration; a combination of self, possibilities with raw materials and inspiration drawn from nature and the natural environment around me. I love nature, trees and critters! So from there comes an innate love of earthy, natural and organic forms as can be seen in my ‘cracked pots’ and ‘dancing skirts’.  The very character of clay is its complete unpredictability and I love (and sometimes loathe!) the spirit of clay to always engage and emerge in its own way.

Hand made brushes

A visual artist for 25 years, clay has taken preference due to its vast versatility and potential. It lets me extend myself in a way I feel is not quite there with painting. Over the past 4 years my work has evolved into perfectly imperfect organic forms reflecting us as humans, by using the ‘crackle’ method. Although mostly contemporary and sculptural I maintain usability with all my creations.

Exhibitions:

1997 – Parador Nerja Spain – Solo
1998 – Sala Bako Torre del Mar Spain – Solo
2000 – Balkon Galeriet Odder Denmark – Group
2001 – Precinct Gallery Berry Australia – Solo
2001 – Forest Gallery Batemans Bay Australia – Group
2001 – Bower House Milton Australia – Solo
2001 – Michael Cummerford Gallery Milton Australia – Group
2002 – Boyds Gallery Sydney Australia – Group
2004 – Galeria de Arte Margetson Nerja Spain – Solo
2007- Cultural Centre Frigiliana Spain – Solo
Feb 2016 – Galeria la Rubia Noosa (ceramics and paintings) Australia – Group
Mar 2016 – Ceramic Centre for Excellence Cooroy Butter Factory Australia – Group
Aug 2016 – Noosa Open Studios (ceramics and paintings) Australia – Solo
Sept 2016 – Royal Queensland Art Society Brisbane Australia – Group
Oct 2016 – Kenilworth Arts Council Australia – Group
Mar 2017 – Bespoke Ceramic Residency Tuscany, Italy
Aug 2017 – Noosa Open Studios (ceramics and paintings) Australia – Solo
Feb 2018 – Noosa Regional Gallery (ceramics) Australia – Group
July 2018 – Ignition Ceramic Exhibition Nambour Australia – Group
Aug 2018 – Noosa Open Studios (ceramics and paintings) Australia – Solo
Oct 2018 – Eclectia Ceramic Exhibition Noosa Australia – Group

Below are examples of my work, the most recent first, from the past 3 years:

Nomadness – The Hummingbird

Bali – Jan to March 2019

It’s been raining all day. And it’s fitting. That I sit here on my 2nd last day of my 2 month Nomadness in Bali during Nyepi (that’s like Chinese New Year but Bali style) which means 24 hours shut down, total silence as in no speaking, no leaving the grounds of where you live/stay, airport closed, no internet, no one allowed on the roads, no lights on – you get the picture.

So on this day of total silence (all 24 hours of it!) it’s fitting that it’s raining. Slow and steady. Calming. I feel like it’s cleansing us all – humans and nature alike. A fresh, clean start. All you can hear is the rain and the birds twittering. I’ve decided I want to come back in my next life as a bird. They always seem so happy and can just flit from one place to the next in moments. That would suit my Nomadness don’t you think?

Apart from that, it’s said that all birds are little Angels. And I like that. I had one come and visit me early this morning. A tiny, little, sulphur bellied bird (whistler I think). I think it had stunned itself flying into the glass and I saw it in the kitchen sink, by the scrubbing brush. I thought it was an avocado pip! When I moved the brush it nearly scared the bejeezus out of me as it flew up and sat on top of the kitchen lamp.

It’s little chest was going a hundred miles an hour. Poor little love. Sat there for at least 20 minutes or more. I like to think it was there for me – for both of us. To give a little mutual healing. He for having stunned himself and me recovering from a 3 night stint in hospital (a first in my life!). Pesky little amoebas – or amoebic dysentery. I don’t recommend it. I’m on day 5 of recovery and that’s after leaving the hospital. I never get sick! Nomadness indeed!!

Anyhoo, back to the cute little hummingbird. He still chirped away though didn’t move his tiny feet so I stood there and had a little chat with him, saying I’ll give you some healing if you give me some. And I think we did. I was terrified he’d fall over and die but he got perkier and perkier, started looking around as though for a direction to take off. You could just see it. And then in the next second, off he went. That’s me too I thought, I’ve turned a corner now from this dark, danky, horrid space I’ve been in and nothing is going to keep this warrior woman down!

Travelling solo is not easy despite how exotic and wonderful my Nomadness may sound and look to others. It has its moments like anything in life. Especially when you’re ill far away from home and friends, in another country, travelling in between destinations.

Picture this: you’re lying down in the car passenger seat. Your driver has decided he’s taking you to hospital instead of your next accommodation. He’s got his foot flat on the accelerator with his hazard lights on non-freaking-stop and using his horn and indicators non-freaking-stop (I’m just so glad I’m lying down and can’t see a thing from where I am!).

Without any warning it’s going to happen, I shout ‘I’m going to be sick!’ and with BatWoman lightning speed he’s got that finger of his on the electric window as I rise up and just manage to projectile vomit out the window of the moving car, managing pretty much to avoid the inside of the car. Impressive! I’d be pleased with myself if I wasn’t feeling so sick! And for the poor motorbike rider I catch a glimpse of who’s coming up on the inside and has to slam his brakes on to avoid my last few meals, I’m sorry, I hope I missed you!

I believe this ‘illness’ was a wake-up call. No, more than that – I could FEEL it was. Something bigger than me had taken hold of me and I needed to be shaken up to be able to face it and get going on some inner work to rid it (thank you to my whacky friends who supported me during this). There is always a journey to be taken, in my case a Nomadness one! That is, if we’re brave and bold enough to follow it to wherever it’ll lead. If I’m really honest, I knew this had been coming for a year or two at least. I just didn’t know it would be like this, hitting me with me weakest point – nausea and vomiting!

But life is like that. And I’ve always said that when Universe really wants you to listen – and you’re not – they will hit you over the head with a rubber mallet until you do. And then DO something about it. I have some serious shite and fears to smack in the face and out of my life! I will not let fear drive my world in any way, shape or form. ¡BASTA YA!

So the Nomadness journey moves on from beautiful green, lush, Bali with its kind and gentle people and the new and old friends here. It’s been an interesting stop, one I probably in reality could have done with less time in.

You see, I think I’ve learnt something about myself already on this Nomadness trip (I should bloody hope so!) And that is that whilst the travelling is great, I need to have more of a purpose during it. Like when I was in Cambodia and Viet Nam for 9 months, I was volunteering. Or in 2017 when I was travelling for most of the year, it was mainly for a ceramic residency.

I’ve also learnt ‘never say never’, ‘don’t make plans’ (because you know if you do God will laugh and she’ll tell you ‘that’s what YOU think you’re doing, I’ve got other plans for you!) and to just go with the flow, or my favourite saying – #LetGoToLetFlow – and see what happens.

And speaking of me having a purpose during my Nomadness travels, I’ve applied for something BIG! Something HUGE! Something I would love with all my heart to be a part of and that (if I do say so myself) I’m a perfect fit for. Hundreds of people have applied and they will choose just 4.  Well, 3 as I’m assuming I’m already in! I’ll know at the end of March so watch this space.

Oman – here we come, Thelma and Louise (hope there is a Brad Pitt or two for us there!) I’ll tell you about that bit of Nomadness in the next blog.

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I leave you with these snippets which I hope you can find your own wisdom through and add your own in the comments:

Things I have learnt and am learning:

  • When you think the odds are stacked against you, the Universe is working out a plan for you
  • When you’re in a ‘holding’ or ‘waiting’ pattern it’s for a reason, usually the Universe is lining something up for you
  • Support and encouragement often come not from where you think or would like it but totally left field
  • It never pays to cross, be angry, unkind or dismiss anyone. You never know when or where they’ll pop up again in your life
  • When you’re at your lowest or feel most lost is usually when most learning and growth is happening
  • When someone keeps you unexpectedly waiting, use the time creatively – like I’m doing now!
  • Always, always trust yourself and your intuition, even and especially when everything on the surface indicates otherwise
  • It’s really very simple. Ask yourself ‘does this make me feel good or does it make me feel bad? Always move to what is going to make you feel good
  • The difference between what you think you want and what’s meant to be is in the feeling. The latter will give you a spark of excitement or current of electricity
  • When you think you know someone, you don’t. And when you think you don’t know someone, you do – including yourself!
  • From a low, comes a high and often clarity of why we needed to have that dip
  • When you feel as though everything is crashing down around you, know that room is being made for something new, something bigger and better. Trust it!
  • You are usually the only one you can really rely on so learn independence and make best friends with yourself
  • My most wonderful moments have been to do with people and nature.
  • I feel most liberated when I’m creating something and walking in nature
  • Things are never as they seem and there is always, always a bigger picture which we are not aware of but have to trust. It is all for our own highest good
  • We do not ‘pass away’ but rather ‘pass over’ to perfect light, love and happiness. And if we can believe this, death whether our own or loved ones holds no fear
  • To ask yourself when in doubt or fear, What If? What If I CAN be better? What if I can do this job or be healthier or live the life I dream instead of just dreaming it? Just What If I CAN? And feel the shift inside you at the enormous possibilities open to you
  • There (usually) isn’t anyone who can help you as much as you can help yourself
  • Say less, listen more – much more
  • Trust, Trust and then Trust some more
  • We mostly are oblivious to the impact we have on others by our words and actions, how little support and encouragement is needed to lift someone to new heights

 

Nomadness – The Journey has begun!

Toorbul, Queensland and Eungai Creek, mid north coast NSW

These would have to be the coolest public loos I’ve seen.

For those of you who know me very well, you know that I’m just plain and simple a nomad. Always have been since I was 17 and before that, through my parents, and I suspect I always will be. I used to think there was something wrong with me (well there probably is but not what I initially thought) as I couldn’t settle for more than a few years in one place. As far back as I can remember I had this thirst to go into unexplored territory whether at home in Aus or away from our shores.

It wasn’t until the last 10 odd years that I realised that change is a huge part of me. I absolutely embrace it and even think it’s part of my DNA! I loathe most types of routine. Except maybe for my glass of bubbles or two in the evenings. And chocolate, dark of course with sea salt and caramel, after dinner. But apart from that I mean. I thrive on change, new places, peoples, food and experiences. It so totally feeds and nourishes me. And I’m grateful that I’ve finally in my later years accepted and love that part of myself. It pushes me out on a limb and onwards and upwards and backwards and tests me, tires me but I’m rarely standing still.

In these last months many a friend has told me I’m brave for doing what I’m doing and I suspect they’re thinking especially at my age (I don’t think 41 is that old, is it??). Either way, I’ve been doing this all my life so to me it’s not at all brave. But that’s the same for anyone we admire who are doing something we ourselves fear. So if I manage to inspire one person to go out and do what they dream of and kicking any fears aside, then I’ve been rewarded tenfold.

So now, another adventure to add to my collection. And there have been a few in the past 7 years since coming back from southern Spain and living in Noosa. There were the unforgettable 9 months volunteering in Viet Nam and Cambodia with a trip to South America and Denmark in the middle during 2014.  Then the start of 2017 taking a ceramic residency in Tuscany, visiting my beloved Spain, then on to Denmark via Germany visiting special friends all along the way.  And later the same year a wonderful trip down memory lane back in WA (where I hadn’t been for 20 years) seeing old long lost friends, and then over to Bali to visit more friends.  And finally a bit of an unplanned trip back to Malaga Spain to sort out a flat I acquired.

I spent all of this year home Airbnb hosting again, did well with it and toboot met many wonderful people some who have become good friends.  But my wings did not enjoy being clipped and my nature is not one of having no freedom to take flight at a whim. Hence the decision to sell my home, which was absolutely the right one, sell off half my furniture (the trusty steed has just gone on Gum Tree) and put the rest into storage and bless myself with no ties.  When we finally settled and I left Noosa in my rear-view mirror I felt an insane sense of freedom, relief and excitement of what lies in store on this new journey.

I set off the day before we settled in the direction of Toorbul and my dear friends Bron and Johnny. Always great company, fabulous food thanks mostly to chef Johnny, great conversation and laughs. I’ve known Bron for 30 odd years so it was a blessing to find when I decided to make Noosa my home that she was just down the road.

After Toorbul, I pointed my steed south again and kept going until I got to my sister and BIL’s (BrotherInLaw) at Eungai Creek. My BIL has had a two brain tumour ops in as many months which has left him legally blind – we hope only for now. Life has changed enormously for them both and whilst unimaginably challenging, they are both coping mostly and getting some great support from their community. We seriously don’t know what at any given moment life is going to throw our way, which is why I’m doing what I’m doing – and what I want.

Unlike most other journeys on this one I have very few plans. I don’t do well with planning far in advance except when I have to. So apart from leaving from Sydney 11 January for Bali where I’ll spend the first couple of months and a possible trip to Oman, my thoughts are to hit Europe for their spring around April and do a combination of house-sitting, workaway and visiting dear friends. I want to stay at least a month to 3 in each place so I really get immersed in the culture, people and community of wherever I’ve chosen.

The bucket list is very very long!  Italy, Greece and France are fairly high on my list with many other places also – the 5 Blue Zones in the world (starting with Ikaria thanks to my Kiwi friend Bec). I may never come back!

But you’ll have to wait and see where the wind blows me because it can notoriously change direction at any given moment.

Happy and Safe holidays!

With that, I wish you a happy, safe, fun and healthy festive season and  right through 2019.  See you – somewhere!

With love and blessings Glen

Solo Goddess

Solo Goddess 

Taking you from Solo to SOULo!

“You were created as a unique individual with a special purpose to fulfill.  Deep inside you know what that purpose is and that it is the worthiest thing you can do in your life.” Goddess of Being, Intuition Guidance Cards 

Going it alone as a Solo Goddess (single woman or woman who is in a relationship but feels single – or wishes she was!) in this day and age is not what it’s cracked up to be. It also isn’t easy. We have to sink or swim. Sink meaning maybe weaken or be a victim or poor me type. Swim meaning be a bit tougher than we perhaps normally would or would like to, having to make decisions alone and constantly being on the receiving end of ‘why aren’t you married or have a boyfriend? You’re attractive, intelligent, smart…’ – maybe that’s why! 

There seems to be more and more of us women doing it Solo without a mate by our side, never mind Soul mate. 

Things are harder financially and otherwise as a Solo Goddess, we have to do twice as much work in the home especially if we’re sole entrepreneurs.  We have to be cleaner, cook, shopper, handyman, washerwoman, hostess (if there is time left over!), secretary (to ourselves), CEO, kids Taxi and gardener. Did I leave anything out??

Our partnered friends tend to forget that we don’t have someone to bounce ideas, thoughts, worries, joys, plans, dreams, etc. off on a daily basis.  What does that do to us I wonder? I remember a dear friend of mine saying that when you’re in love and have that person by your side, you can move mountains that you couldn’t even consider climbing on your own let alone moving. 

There seems always to be an outnumbering of women to men, wherever I’ve been in the world, have you found that too?

Solo Goddess may also be in a relationship but dysfunctional so she feels single or alone.

If this resonates with you, fear not! Don’t go to the nearest cliff and contemplate jumping. We, as Solo Goddesses have also learnt to keep our femininity and sexuality intact, keep a sense of humour, never give up hope, nourish and care for our friends and loved ones, and multi task even more than usual. 

Never give up hope is the one that resonates most with me.  As a friend’s mother used to say, for every pot in the cupboard there is a lid. So whilst I wait for my lid to come along in the shape of a White Knight (though I think not on a white steed but maybe a short-legged donkey) I keep powering on with the things I feel I am called to do, those things we do from sheer passion and love which also serve others.

My new mantra is, if it doesn’t inspire and excite me, I’m not going towards it.

We all are unique. And smart and brilliant and powerful beyond belief. Problem is, do we really believe it? 

Well you better! We all have something special we’re here to do, a purpose that no one else can do in our unique way reaching the ones we will reach and using the words we will use. We must have faith and trust in that and bucket loads of belief in ourselves. 

You might not yet know what your purpose is – it took me most of my life to find mine and I’m now 57 – but find it you will. And it’ll be something you’re passionate about, love doing and that you’re really good at. And it’ll probably be something that never even occurred to you that this is your purpose. And it may even change once you embark towards it.

You see, we all see ourselves very differently to how others see us – usually worse or more negatively. And we don’t necessarily know that we are good at doing something in particular because how would we? We just do it and think so does everyone else.

The most important thing is to decide to do something and then do it. Procrastination or not making a decision is far worse than making the wrong decision. And anyway, there are no wrong decision in the big picture. 

What helped me was taking time out from work for a year in a very different place, giving myself time to spend on something I loved – my painting. I found that I could hear my intuition more, that voice telling us what to do for our own highest good. I found that people came out of the woodwork suddenly to support and help me along my path.

I was lead and guided by something much bigger than me – and still am – since 18 years now. Sometimes I lose the plot totally and wonder what it’s all about. Other times I’m so in the flow that things just happen effortlessly and with great synchronisity and stunning serendipity. 

Staying aligned on a path isn’t easy on your own, even when you’re a Goddess! But listen up to what your inner voice is saying and you will be taken on a journey you never would have dreamed of.

I have a belief about there being so many Solo Goddesses out there (at least I know I’m not alone!) and that is it’s our time, women’s time – Solo or otherwise. In low places and high. Very importantly in high – government positions, CEO’s of financial institutions, senior governmental positons and so on. 

I believe with our time as women will also come peace with little or no war. After all we know that violence never was or will be, the answer. We women are generally speaking more spiritually advanced than men and are here to guide them to heal and make our earth whole again. Men will be there to support us in our roles as nourishers, carers and creators of a new world which is already here.

And so Solo Goddesses take up your positions and get ready for the changes which are upon us, we have a lot of work to do together. We’re living in exciting times where the new paradigm is collaboration NOT competition. We are here to contribute to that and make a difference, each and all of us in our own way. 

There is a purpose and higher reason to there being so many Solo Goddesses at this time.  For us to serve for the greater good of humanity requires that perhaps for part or much of our journey we need to tread this path Solo, holding up our own strength and lifting up those below us, making sure our wings stay spread. 

And along the way may our Soul Mates turn up when we least expect it and you will be transformed from Solo To SOULo! Always keep hope and above all, honour YOU and believe in your very beautiful and capable self.

With my love and blessings

Glen

 

BIO: Ms Glen Ladegaard

Passionate Artist and Solo Goddess Mentor

I work with Solo Women committed to make positive change to become SOULo Goddesses.  To continually grow in their lives, women who know they want to go further and deserve better, women who may be lacking the umph, confidence or self-belief to go it alone but are dedicated one way or another to GET THERE. I will take you from Solo to SOULo!

The Road to Sticciano – My Tuscan Story

The stunning olive tree lined road to Sticciano which I walked on many many occasions.

About 20 odd years ago when I became fed up with the corporate jungle in Sydney, I took off for southern Spain to stay for a year…which turned into 15.  On a whim one day I heard about a woman who did pottery classes out in the campo (bush to us Aussies) and so I thought I’d give it a shot.  Little did I know that this would become a lifelong addiction!

Since then I’ve worked out of many studios and had many tutors but it’s only been in the last 18 months that I’ve finally been able to build a dedicated workshop complete with wheel, kiln and everything else that goes with it.  The learning curve went from a gentle one to an exceedingly steep one.  All good, keeps the grey cells going – along with sleepless nights thinking of glazes and blending them and ‘what if’ on this or

The breathtaking view I had daily during my residency at Sticciano.

that clay body, etc.  You get the idea.

So I thought, I need to fast forward this a tad at my st(age) in life.  Enter Italy.  I won’t go into detail about how I ended up at Sticciano, a stunning Agri Turismo deep in the stunning Tuscan countryside because that’s another story on its own.  But end up there I did and for a wonderful 5 weeks during March/April 2017.

The ‘Sticciano Tuscan Collection’ of Japanese Tea Bowls you see now were created there and most lovingly carried by hand through Italy, Spain, Germany, Denmark and back here to Noosa.  Probably some of the most well-travelled Tea Bowls around!

Two of my favorite Tea Bowls with that gorgeous typical Tuscan backdrop.

These are totally unique, as indeed are most ceramic pieces anywhere, and I cannot replicate them due to may various reasons.  I can – and have begun – however, to recreate using some of the same principles since I returned home a month ago.

The ‘Sticciano Tuscan Collection’ were created from stoneware and fired in gas reduction and salt kilns.  They were painted first with coloured slip on the greenware (pre any firing) and then with glaze after the first bisque firing.  A second glaze firing resulted in what you see here.

You can use them for coffee, tea, nut bowls – whatever you like!  People collect these and in Europe and ceramic artists swap with each other.  My tutor, Terry Davis (a very accomplished UK potter living in Tuscany) has a cupboard full and when you go there for coffee, you get to choose which Teal Bowl you want.

Air drying pots in the cool Tuscan winter sunshine.

 

Enjoy!
Love and blessings
Glen (0459 343 828)

 

The Little Goddess Who Followed Her Intuition!

One day a while back I was sitting thinking about how I could tell my story, my story being the journey that began more than 10 years ago with the paintings that created the Sacred Feminine series that then became the (GoddessGuides) Intuition Guidance card deck and on to where I am now, in a not so boring way!

The story begins atop a little Spanish mountain village in my art studio, then went on after creating a dozen paintings for my exhibition in Nerja, Andalusia 2004 and then, with the vision by my very dear friend Michele Claiborne who ‘saw’ me creating the Intuition Guidance card deck from my paintings!

And there was born the Goddess Story!  And it’s not finished yet…

Intuition Guidance Cards

So here, without further ado, is the fairytale story of how I followed the signs, guidance, my instincts and passions: 

A Goddess Story
Ms Glen Ladegaard

“Once upon a time in a very far away warm land, high up in a rural mountain village, there was a Little Goddess.  And this Little Goddess had moved from another very far away warm land to have time to find herself, to work on and tease out her creative pursuits.  This she did very well and at the same time, had fun and met some wonderfully interesting people, not to mention getting to know a lot of the local bars and their lovely wines with tapas! 

After many years, inspiration, some encouragement and not to mention a little stress (as she had an exhibition looming with no new work to put into it) she found that suddenly, she had created a series of Goddess like images which she decided to call The Sacred Feminine.  The exhibition went splendidly and The Sacred Feminine very well received, though few sold.  Little did the Little Goddess know that The Universe had other plans for her and her Sacred Feminine paintings.  Oh yes they did!  A very Divine plan as it turned out.

Some years later, the Little Goddess was divinely and earthly inspired to write some intuitive guiding messages for each of the Goddess paintings.  Twenty four paintings and messages later – not to mention many years, a body of intuition cards with powerful and guiding messages was born!  The Little Goddess was quite astounded by their accuracy when she used them with other Gods and Goddesses.  She was even more astounded as most of the ideas and big vision for these intuition cards, which were to become a compelling self-help tool, had come from many varied others.  In fact, the Little Goddess whilst one day giving an induction to a group of other Goddesses, realised that it was almost as though she had been ‘used’ – in the nicest possible way, of course – as a coordinator, a conduit by something or someone much, much bigger than herself. 

Goddess of the Indigenous

Thus was born the Intuition Guidance Card concept. 

The Little Goddess toiled and worked and market tested the cards for aeons across many distant lands.  At times the work seemed too much, the possibilities too overwhelming for one little Goddess and she thought she would just leave it, not continue with the budding of the intuition cards.  This would be much easier.  But, she realised very quickly, this was simply not an option.  When she thought about not growing them to what she knew she was destined to, she felt very sad. 

And so she toiled on. 

The assistance and ideas seemed to keep coming from many directions.  Finally, one day after witnessing the significant encouragement to listen to their inner wisdom of a group of Goddesses working with the cards, the Little Goddess knew what she must do.  She had been entrusted with something Divinely powerful and meaningful, to spread to as many as would be open to hear and allow their inner voice and intuition to guide them. 

So she crossed a great ocean of water back to that other distant warm land from whence she had come where she then proceeded to launch in earnest her inner voice work amongst its peoples.  And the people became happier, more confident, more loving, more balanced and fulfilled in their daily lives.  Those that had lost their confidence and self esteem, were jubilant on discovering it again, whilst some just needed to boost it.  The people realised how very important it was to awaken and listen to their Selves. 

The Little Goddess was very happy.  Help and support of all kinds kept being sent to her (and still is) from the ‘Powers That Be’.  She realised that when you let go, stop pushing and trying so hard and just relax, be yourself, go with the flow and collaborate with others, all was and is laid in your path.  And so she continues with the new paradigm of believing absolutely that when she does what she’s called to do, she is looked after and the ‘Powers That Be’ are actually her biggest collaborators.

And so they/we all are living happily ever after.”

Glen is a passionate artist of female nudes and ceramics, as well as a Personal Growth Mentor for “Women Who Have Everything but still feel Something Is Missing”. She uses the Intuition Guidance Cards as a powerful tool and fast track to your Intuition.

https://glenladegaard.com/mentoring/

The Road to Sticciano – My Tuscan Story

The stunning olive tree lined road to Sticciano which I walked on many many occasions.

The Road to Sticciano – My Tuscan Story

About 20 odd years ago when I became fed up with the corporate jungle in Sydney, I took off for southern Spain to stay for a year…which turned into 15.  On a whim one day I heard about a woman who did pottery classes out in the campo (bush to us Aussies) and so I thought I’d give it a shot.  Little did I know that this would become a lifelong addiction!

The breathtaking view I had daily during my residency at Sticciano.

Since then I’ve worked out of many studios and had many tutors but it’s only been in the last 18 months that I’ve finally been able to build a dedicated workshop complete with wheel, kiln and everything else that goes with it.  The learning curve went from a gentle one to an exceedingly steep one.  All good, keeps the grey cells going – along with sleepless nights thinking of glazes and blending them and ‘what if’ on this or that clay body, etc.  You get the idea.

So I thought, I need to fast forward this a tad at my st(age) in life.  Enter Italy.  I won’t go into detail about how I ended up at Sticciano, a stunning Agri Turismo deep in the stunning Tuscan countryside because that’s another story on its own.  But end up there I did and for a wonderful 5 weeks during March/April 2017.

The ‘Sticciano Tuscan Collection’ of Japanese Tea Bowls you see now were created there and most lovingly carried by hand through Italy, Spain, Germany, Denmark and back here to Noosa.  Probably some of the most well-travelled Tea Bowls around!

Two of my favorite Tea Bowls with that gorgeous typical Tuscan backdrop.

These are totally unique, as indeed are most ceramic pieces anywhere, and I cannot replicate them due to may various reasons.  I can – and have begun – however, to recreate using some of the same principles since I returned home a month ago.

The ‘Sticciano Tuscan Collection’ were created from stoneware and fired in gas reduction and salt kilns.  They were painted first with coloured slip on the greenware (pre any firing) and then with glaze after the first bisque firing.  A second glaze firing resulted in what you see here.

You can use them for coffee, tea, nut bowls – whatever you like!  People collect these and in Europe and ceramic artists swap with each other.  My tutor, Terry Davis (a very accomplished UK potter living in Tuscany) has a cupboard full and when you go there for coffee, you get to choose which Teal Bowl you want.

Air drying pots in the cool Tuscan winter sunshine.

 

Enjoy!
Love and blessings
Glen (0459 343 828)

 

Activate your potential

Eighteen years ago when I first moved to southern Spain to live, I was embarking on a very different path from the frantic and busy corporate business jungle I’d been involved in as a Senior Executive for many years. I was taking time out for ME to see what I could do with my art, to just travel, have fun and find myself – whatever that meant! To contemplate my navel. Unbeknownst to me I was about to activate my potential!

Now this wasn’t a decision that came to me just like that, oh no. I was a strong, businesswoman and wasn’t into any of this spiritual woohoo stuff like ‘stones have energies’ and ‘trees have auras’ and all that! Having said that though, even I had to sit up and take notice when I was ‘hit over the head with a rubber mallet’ (metaphorically speaking of course).

I was given three signs (I was so not into signs!) in a row over some months that I finally had to realise that something was trying to get my attention.  And get it, it did. And I listened. And I followed. And I ended up on the other side of the world in Andalusia southern Spain. For a year I said…

Things can happen quickly when you listen to the signs

Anyway, I made that happen in about 6 months and off I trotted to a little village in the mountains. Ohm! I began to meditate in the mornings, something that was completely new to me and bit by bit, I got better and better at it – better meaning stilling your mind and shutting out the incessant chatter we have going on – until I was sitting in peaceful meditation up to an hour a morning.

When it really worked you would be in this space that I call ‘the gap’ where you are fully aware of what’s going on around you but there is a stillness inside that then allows ‘stuff’ to come to you. It didn’t happen often but on several occasions I would suddenly see an image or hear a voice! In that moment I would be wide-awake and conscious again with the question “Who Said That??”

Of course, it’s your subconscious or Higher Self, whatever you want to call it, giving you a message but I didn’t know that then.

The most insightful message I had and very early on, was “ALL YOU HAVE IS WITHIN”. Wow! How profound. I’ve never forgotten it and that’s where the quote at the beginning comes from.

Have you had anything similar happen?

Fast forward 17 years – that’s how long I stayed in Spain, somewhat longer than I planned but my new journey took hold there and I’m sure it’ll lead me back.

For now I’m in Australia again having gone much, much further down that ‘woohoo’ spiritual path though I like to think that I still have my feet firmly planted on the ground!

Whether you know it or not, whether you believe it or not, you have loads of potential just waiting. So activate your potential now, let me be your partner on this journey and share some of what I’ve learnt.

VolunTourism – Children are NOT tourist attractions!

VolunTourism and Orphanage Tourism are NOT OK!

This is an excerpt of a blog I wrote last year when I was in Siem Reap, Cambodia whilst working for founder Billy Gorter of This Life Cambodia.

Thanks to Billy and his integrity, passionate and deep knowledge of orphans and children in Cambodia, I learnt so much.  The biggest and most important is about the Voluntourism and Orphan ‘industries’ that are sweeping third world countries with a front of ‘helping’. I see it as a licence to print money these days.

Not all of them are bad of course but sadly, many are not kosher.

YOU can help by educating yourself and learning what the difference is so you can share and spread your knowledge and in the process, help save some children’s lives. Remember…

Children are NOT tourist attractions!

Voluntourism and Orphanages

There are 1000’s of charities or NGO’s in Siem Reap alone, never mind the rest of Cambodia. I’ve learnt a lot these past 4 months being here and in Viet Nam, that just because it’s a charity doesn’t mean it’s good. Not all NGO’s are kosher sadly. Children have become a commodity in the growing Voluntourism industry.

Over 70% of children in orphanages in Cambodia are NOT ORPHANS!

If you’re reading this and considering paying some company to volunteer, ESPECIALLY if it’s a so-called orphanage or children’s shelter, PLEASE RECONSIDER.

Because of the rising number of people in the world wanting to help and make a difference, just like I did when I began this journey, children are being put at risk. Distressingly, many orphanages are keeping children who are not orphans and have a parent alive, ensuring they look scruffy and dirty, even teaching them to beg or perform for tourists just to get more money (not necessarily money that’s used within the charities or for the good of the children). This has lead to the horribly growing industry of Voluntourism.

There are several previous NGO heads now in jail in various parts of the world for paedophilia. Children who were given up by their parents thinking they’d have a better life in a shelter, now can’t get them back – and so it goes on.

I’m not going to bang on about it, there are some responsible and ethical links below that tell it how it is so educate yourself and please, please for the sake of the children, share and spread this.

The BEST place for children whether orphaned or ortherwise is in a family environment and getting an education.

Unicef: Cambodia’s Orphans Not Really Orphans

Why You Should Say No to Orphanage Tourism

Horrible People Are Exploiting Cambodia’s Orphans

Orphanages Not The Solution

Read rest of the blog here

With love and blessings Glen