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A N A M U N D I  Botanical Studio & Nature Concept Space 〰 Anamundi: The central axis in which all living things find alignment with nature, the soul and the universe

A Homespun Love // a poem by Alicia Partnoy
Because this humble and homespun love
— just as you see it, simple, unadorned —
is what keeps our feet on the ground,
is what engenders the fruit of our nonconformity,
and throws us a lifeboard amidst the shipwreck.
Every so often our love blazes like thousands
of stars,
gets dressed up to go out and uncorks
bottles of effervescence, cases of laughter.
You see, every so often, when the moment
is right,
our love recalls that it is, like we are, a survivor.
Love in pink and wild grasses via the beautiful @hazelandfolk

Let the light in // Welcoming a weekend of air and space with ones I love. Happy Friday .
Photo via @majesticdisorder

Her Deepness // My first experiences going through the sunlit area and into what generally is known as the twilight zone, where sunlight fades and darkness begins to take over. It's like the deepest twilight or earliest dawn. You can see shapes, but not really distinct forms and this begins at about 500 feet. By the time you get down to 600 feet, 200 meters or so, it's really, really dark. It's like starlit circumstances. A thousand feet and below, it is truly dark, but still enough light penetrates clear ocean water in the middle of the day and that's when I made the dive, right about high noon in September. I could see shapes even at 400 meters, at 1,250 feet or so. That was exciting just to be able to realize that glow, that soft glow, was the sky above separated by 1,250 feet of water.

But the flash and sparkle and glow of bioluminescent creatures. There were corals that just grow in a single stretch, no branches, like giant bedsprings from the ocean floor. And when I touched them, little rings of blue fire pulsed all the way down from where I touched to the base of these spiraling creatures. They were taller than I; they're just beautiful creatures. They call them bamboo coral because they have joints that resemble the joints on a bamboo plant
Dr Sylvia Earle in conversation with Krista Tippett @onbeing
Ocean treasure @anamundistudio

New Moon Landing // Photography @pleasuregardenmagazine

Pink kangaroo paw & pitcher plant in the studio // wild little curiosities .

Back in the studio tomorrow 8am-4pm, and I have brought botanical treasure with me. Special treat this week, exceptional natives, wildflowers from my favourite East Coast wildflowers. High quality Australian and South African native specimens courtesy of @craigioscott. (A couple of flannel flowers and gorgeous pink kangaroo paw!) Limited stock available
Gorgeous photography specimen @suziehowellphoto

FORGERY // I know nothing more exciting than writing a poem. And all of that ten years, I have hoped that I would write another poem. And I did try, but they were all fakes. If you have quite a lot of technique — which now, after 60 years scribbling, I have — it’s too easy to produce forgeries. And there are books upon books full of forgeries. I do believe that, if you don’t have anything to say, say nothing. And that silence is part of the enterprise, and silence is sacred too. So I’ve been writing, scribbling away. I wrote a poem today
Michael Longley, The Vitality of Ordinary Things @onbeing .
Beautiful photo of Arcosanti, Arizona @arcosantiarizona by Paolo Soleri via @studiolowsheen

Fuelliage // From the archives for @labgallerie @anamundistudio X @johnnyvision feat. @alphiesadsad

Agnostic Prayer //
Rum and raisin, vanilla, butterscotch, walnut, peach: / You would rhyme off the flavors. That was before / They murdered the ice-cream man on the Lisburn Road / And you bought carnations to lay outside his shop. / I named for you all the wild flowers of the Burren / I had seen in one day: thyme, valerian, loosestrife, / Meadowsweet, tway blade, crowfoot, ling, angelica, / Herb robert, marjoram, cow parsley, sundew, vetch, / Mountain avens, wood sage, ragged robin, stitchwort, / Yarrow, lady's bedstraw, bindweed, bog pimpernel
“That list is supposed to go on forever, really. If you like, that’s a kind of prayer. That’s an agnostic’s prayer”
The Ice-cream man, a poem by Michael Longley, in divine conversation with Krista Tippett, “The Vitality of Ordinary Things” @onbeing
Photo via my present favourite natural muse @haarkon_

Anamundi // natural curiosities created, curated and found...
Botanical arrangements made to order // Wild botanicals & styling for celebrations and events
Studio hours : Monday - Thursday, 8am - 4pm

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting --
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Wild Geese // Mary Oliver. A poem that has saved many lives. Beautiful photography via @majesticdisorder

Now Open // Beautiful nature community, Anamundi has found an ephemeral home. I would like to welcome you to my new open studio. A sacred space for wild flowers and botanicals, and cultivating all that is intuitive and magic about the natural world.
Please come by, say hello and share a tea.
Coven Studio, Shop 1, 105 Stuart St, Mullumbimby
Studio Hours
Monday - Thursday
8am - 4pm
Other hours by appointment

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