Hannahj🦮🇨🇦🏴
@janepalindrome.bsky.social
I draw. I sketch. I paint. Hate injustice. Really worried about our world. Anti-extremism. Centre-center. I like books & bikes & have always been an epicure. English. French. Canadian.
www.janehannah.com
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https://janehannah.substack.com/publish/posts
: Magnolia Haven :
I have been living in Ottawa for one year, and this Spring is filled with magnolias everywhere. So many blooms, huge magnolia trees, it feels as if this city is a haven for these beautiful trees.
I have been living in Ottawa for one year, and this Spring is filled with magnolias everywhere. So many blooms, huge magnolia trees, it feels as if this city is a haven for these beautiful trees.
May 9, 2025 at 7:31 PM
: Magnolia Haven :
I have been living in Ottawa for one year, and this Spring is filled with magnolias everywhere. So many blooms, huge magnolia trees, it feels as if this city is a haven for these beautiful trees.
I have been living in Ottawa for one year, and this Spring is filled with magnolias everywhere. So many blooms, huge magnolia trees, it feels as if this city is a haven for these beautiful trees.
:: Stunt ::
Inktober52 #11
I did my Masters in Higher Education, and my thesis was entitled Music, an Invitation to Creativity. I started playing the piano when I was very young, and it has been with me throughout my life.
Inktober52 #11
I did my Masters in Higher Education, and my thesis was entitled Music, an Invitation to Creativity. I started playing the piano when I was very young, and it has been with me throughout my life.
March 21, 2025 at 7:31 PM
:: Stunt ::
Inktober52 #11
I did my Masters in Higher Education, and my thesis was entitled Music, an Invitation to Creativity. I started playing the piano when I was very young, and it has been with me throughout my life.
Inktober52 #11
I did my Masters in Higher Education, and my thesis was entitled Music, an Invitation to Creativity. I started playing the piano when I was very young, and it has been with me throughout my life.
:: Daisy ::
Sketching: Drawing from observation
Sketching: Drawing from observation
March 15, 2025 at 7:28 PM
:: Daisy ::
Sketching: Drawing from observation
Sketching: Drawing from observation
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. (Henry David Thoreau).
March 6, 2025 at 7:36 PM
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. (Henry David Thoreau).
Pisces
Artists report that an effective system is to give into “work-love.” The deposition of paint from a brush, or the laying of words on paper. There’s a realization that it’s all of value, and it is, after all, what we do. Painters paint.
Artists report that an effective system is to give into “work-love.” The deposition of paint from a brush, or the laying of words on paper. There’s a realization that it’s all of value, and it is, after all, what we do. Painters paint.
February 25, 2025 at 11:33 PM
Pisces
Artists report that an effective system is to give into “work-love.” The deposition of paint from a brush, or the laying of words on paper. There’s a realization that it’s all of value, and it is, after all, what we do. Painters paint.
Artists report that an effective system is to give into “work-love.” The deposition of paint from a brush, or the laying of words on paper. There’s a realization that it’s all of value, and it is, after all, what we do. Painters paint.
:: Pyramid ::
I have learned that what I have not drawn, I have never really seen, and that when I start drawing an ordinary thing, I realize how extraordinary it is, sheer miracle.
— Frederick Franck, The Zen of Seeing.
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I have learned that what I have not drawn, I have never really seen, and that when I start drawing an ordinary thing, I realize how extraordinary it is, sheer miracle.
— Frederick Franck, The Zen of Seeing.
substack.com/@JaneHannah
February 19, 2025 at 9:10 PM
:: Pyramid ::
I have learned that what I have not drawn, I have never really seen, and that when I start drawing an ordinary thing, I realize how extraordinary it is, sheer miracle.
— Frederick Franck, The Zen of Seeing.
substack.com/@JaneHannah
I have learned that what I have not drawn, I have never really seen, and that when I start drawing an ordinary thing, I realize how extraordinary it is, sheer miracle.
— Frederick Franck, The Zen of Seeing.
substack.com/@JaneHannah
Inktober52, week 6
The mystery is the human faculty of perception, the act of knowing what our senses have discovered.
— Edmund Bolles, A Second Way of Knowing: The Riddle of Human Perception.
The mystery is the human faculty of perception, the act of knowing what our senses have discovered.
— Edmund Bolles, A Second Way of Knowing: The Riddle of Human Perception.
February 13, 2025 at 12:27 AM
Inktober52, week 6
The mystery is the human faculty of perception, the act of knowing what our senses have discovered.
— Edmund Bolles, A Second Way of Knowing: The Riddle of Human Perception.
The mystery is the human faculty of perception, the act of knowing what our senses have discovered.
— Edmund Bolles, A Second Way of Knowing: The Riddle of Human Perception.
:: Zoo ::
Control of consciousness determines the quality of life.
— Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi, from Flow: The Psychology of Optimal Experience
Control of consciousness determines the quality of life.
— Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi, from Flow: The Psychology of Optimal Experience
February 6, 2025 at 8:09 PM
:: Zoo ::
Control of consciousness determines the quality of life.
— Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi, from Flow: The Psychology of Optimal Experience
Control of consciousness determines the quality of life.
— Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi, from Flow: The Psychology of Optimal Experience
So, I combined these two ideas to create one concept. The water strider’s antennas reach out to the clouds, carrying the water. Haha! Got it?
January 28, 2025 at 4:30 PM
So, I combined these two ideas to create one concept. The water strider’s antennas reach out to the clouds, carrying the water. Haha! Got it?
:: Aquarius, the water strider ::
“When I die and go to heaven, I want to spend the first million years painting — so I can get to the bottom of the subject.” — Winston Churchill
“When I die and go to heaven, I want to spend the first million years painting — so I can get to the bottom of the subject.” — Winston Churchill
January 27, 2025 at 7:56 PM
:: Aquarius, the water strider ::
“When I die and go to heaven, I want to spend the first million years painting — so I can get to the bottom of the subject.” — Winston Churchill
“When I die and go to heaven, I want to spend the first million years painting — so I can get to the bottom of the subject.” — Winston Churchill
SHRIMP :: Inktober52
I sat staring, staring, staring – half lost,
learning a new language or rather the same language in a different dialect.
So still were the big woods where I sat,
sound might not yet have been born.
-- Emily Carr
I sat staring, staring, staring – half lost,
learning a new language or rather the same language in a different dialect.
So still were the big woods where I sat,
sound might not yet have been born.
-- Emily Carr
January 15, 2025 at 6:34 PM
SHRIMP :: Inktober52
I sat staring, staring, staring – half lost,
learning a new language or rather the same language in a different dialect.
So still were the big woods where I sat,
sound might not yet have been born.
-- Emily Carr
I sat staring, staring, staring – half lost,
learning a new language or rather the same language in a different dialect.
So still were the big woods where I sat,
sound might not yet have been born.
-- Emily Carr
:: Sunrise :: Inktober52
Mon père n’avait fille que moi,
Canot d’écorce qui va voler,
Et dessus la mer il m’envoie:
Canot d’écorce qui vole, qui vole,
Canot d’écorce que va voler!
— La Chasse-Galerie de Honoré Beaugrand
Mon père n’avait fille que moi,
Canot d’écorce qui va voler,
Et dessus la mer il m’envoie:
Canot d’écorce qui vole, qui vole,
Canot d’écorce que va voler!
— La Chasse-Galerie de Honoré Beaugrand
January 9, 2025 at 10:32 PM
:: Sunrise :: Inktober52
Mon père n’avait fille que moi,
Canot d’écorce qui va voler,
Et dessus la mer il m’envoie:
Canot d’écorce qui vole, qui vole,
Canot d’écorce que va voler!
— La Chasse-Galerie de Honoré Beaugrand
Mon père n’avait fille que moi,
Canot d’écorce qui va voler,
Et dessus la mer il m’envoie:
Canot d’écorce qui vole, qui vole,
Canot d’écorce que va voler!
— La Chasse-Galerie de Honoré Beaugrand
I wish you all Health, Love, Wisdom & a Long Life. May your dreams be sweet.
Je vous souhaite de la santé, de l'amour, de la sagesse et une longue vie. Que vos rêves soient soft.
Lang may yer lum reek.
Je vous souhaite de la santé, de l'amour, de la sagesse et une longue vie. Que vos rêves soient soft.
Lang may yer lum reek.
January 1, 2025 at 3:44 AM
I wish you all Health, Love, Wisdom & a Long Life. May your dreams be sweet.
Je vous souhaite de la santé, de l'amour, de la sagesse et une longue vie. Que vos rêves soient soft.
Lang may yer lum reek.
Je vous souhaite de la santé, de l'amour, de la sagesse et une longue vie. Que vos rêves soient soft.
Lang may yer lum reek.
Without dreams the artist would perish. Dreams are the initial catalysts which launch us into a position of faith that tells us we can accomplish that which is not already done.
— Roger Asselin
— Roger Asselin
November 28, 2024 at 2:44 PM
Without dreams the artist would perish. Dreams are the initial catalysts which launch us into a position of faith that tells us we can accomplish that which is not already done.
— Roger Asselin
— Roger Asselin
To learn is to broaden, to experience more, to snatch new aspects of life for yourself.
To refuse to learn or to be relieved at not having to learn is to commit a form of suicide; in the long run, a more meaningful type of suicide than the mere ending of physical life…
To refuse to learn or to be relieved at not having to learn is to commit a form of suicide; in the long run, a more meaningful type of suicide than the mere ending of physical life…
November 25, 2024 at 3:20 PM
To learn is to broaden, to experience more, to snatch new aspects of life for yourself.
To refuse to learn or to be relieved at not having to learn is to commit a form of suicide; in the long run, a more meaningful type of suicide than the mere ending of physical life…
To refuse to learn or to be relieved at not having to learn is to commit a form of suicide; in the long run, a more meaningful type of suicide than the mere ending of physical life…
It’s not what you look at that matters,
it’s what you see.
— Henry David Thoreau
it’s what you see.
— Henry David Thoreau
November 20, 2024 at 7:26 PM
It’s not what you look at that matters,
it’s what you see.
— Henry David Thoreau
it’s what you see.
— Henry David Thoreau
Dreamland
It’s a long, long way from Canada
A long way from snow chains
Donkey vendors slicing coconut
No parkas to their names
Black babies covered in baking flour
The cook’s got a carnival song
We’re going to lay down some place shady
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland, dreamland
— Joni Mitchell
It’s a long, long way from Canada
A long way from snow chains
Donkey vendors slicing coconut
No parkas to their names
Black babies covered in baking flour
The cook’s got a carnival song
We’re going to lay down some place shady
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland, dreamland
— Joni Mitchell
November 19, 2024 at 2:38 AM
Dreamland
It’s a long, long way from Canada
A long way from snow chains
Donkey vendors slicing coconut
No parkas to their names
Black babies covered in baking flour
The cook’s got a carnival song
We’re going to lay down some place shady
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland, dreamland
— Joni Mitchell
It’s a long, long way from Canada
A long way from snow chains
Donkey vendors slicing coconut
No parkas to their names
Black babies covered in baking flour
The cook’s got a carnival song
We’re going to lay down some place shady
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland, dreamland
— Joni Mitchell
À La Margaret,
The child was already in the air, buoyed on his wings, which he did not flap to and fro as a bird does,
but which were elevated over his head, and seemed to bear him steadily aloft without effort of his own.
— Edward Bulwer-Lytton, The Coming Race
janehannah.substack.com/publish/posts
The child was already in the air, buoyed on his wings, which he did not flap to and fro as a bird does,
but which were elevated over his head, and seemed to bear him steadily aloft without effort of his own.
— Edward Bulwer-Lytton, The Coming Race
janehannah.substack.com/publish/posts
November 17, 2024 at 10:35 PM
À La Margaret,
The child was already in the air, buoyed on his wings, which he did not flap to and fro as a bird does,
but which were elevated over his head, and seemed to bear him steadily aloft without effort of his own.
— Edward Bulwer-Lytton, The Coming Race
janehannah.substack.com/publish/posts
The child was already in the air, buoyed on his wings, which he did not flap to and fro as a bird does,
but which were elevated over his head, and seemed to bear him steadily aloft without effort of his own.
— Edward Bulwer-Lytton, The Coming Race
janehannah.substack.com/publish/posts
On long, serene midsummer days
Of ripening fruit and yellow grain,
How sweetly, by dim woodland ways,
In tangled hedge or leafy lane,
Fair wild-rose thickets, you unfold
Those pale pink stars with hearts of gold!
— by Edgar Fawcett
Of ripening fruit and yellow grain,
How sweetly, by dim woodland ways,
In tangled hedge or leafy lane,
Fair wild-rose thickets, you unfold
Those pale pink stars with hearts of gold!
— by Edgar Fawcett
November 16, 2024 at 6:26 PM
On long, serene midsummer days
Of ripening fruit and yellow grain,
How sweetly, by dim woodland ways,
In tangled hedge or leafy lane,
Fair wild-rose thickets, you unfold
Those pale pink stars with hearts of gold!
— by Edgar Fawcett
Of ripening fruit and yellow grain,
How sweetly, by dim woodland ways,
In tangled hedge or leafy lane,
Fair wild-rose thickets, you unfold
Those pale pink stars with hearts of gold!
— by Edgar Fawcett
I wish you health, love , wisdom, & a long life.
Je vous souhaite santé, amour, sagesse et longue vie.
Je vous souhaite santé, amour, sagesse et longue vie.
January 1, 2024 at 6:19 PM
I wish you health, love , wisdom, & a long life.
Je vous souhaite santé, amour, sagesse et longue vie.
Je vous souhaite santé, amour, sagesse et longue vie.
:: Angel :: Inktober 16
The Winged Victory of Samothrace is one of the rare Greek statues whose exact original location is known. It was made as an offering to the gods for a sanctuary on the Greek island of Samothrace.
www.janehannah.com
#inktober2023 #inktober
The Winged Victory of Samothrace is one of the rare Greek statues whose exact original location is known. It was made as an offering to the gods for a sanctuary on the Greek island of Samothrace.
www.janehannah.com
#inktober2023 #inktober
November 5, 2023 at 5:51 PM
:: Angel :: Inktober 16
The Winged Victory of Samothrace is one of the rare Greek statues whose exact original location is known. It was made as an offering to the gods for a sanctuary on the Greek island of Samothrace.
www.janehannah.com
#inktober2023 #inktober
The Winged Victory of Samothrace is one of the rare Greek statues whose exact original location is known. It was made as an offering to the gods for a sanctuary on the Greek island of Samothrace.
www.janehannah.com
#inktober2023 #inktober
:: Sword :: Inktober 15
History is herstory too.
— Author unknown
The Inktober prompt today was “sword” and I thought of my scottish Hannah family motto Per ardua ad alta which means Through straits to heights.
www.janehannah.com
#inktober2023 #inktober #drawing
History is herstory too.
— Author unknown
The Inktober prompt today was “sword” and I thought of my scottish Hannah family motto Per ardua ad alta which means Through straits to heights.
www.janehannah.com
#inktober2023 #inktober #drawing
October 30, 2023 at 2:44 PM
:: Sword :: Inktober 15
History is herstory too.
— Author unknown
The Inktober prompt today was “sword” and I thought of my scottish Hannah family motto Per ardua ad alta which means Through straits to heights.
www.janehannah.com
#inktober2023 #inktober #drawing
History is herstory too.
— Author unknown
The Inktober prompt today was “sword” and I thought of my scottish Hannah family motto Per ardua ad alta which means Through straits to heights.
www.janehannah.com
#inktober2023 #inktober #drawing
:: Castle :: Inktober 14
There are worse crimes than burning books.
One of them is not reading them.
— Ray Bradbury
One of my best books that I read at about 14 years old was Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury. Read this at any age, it is very good.
www.janehannah.com
#inktober
There are worse crimes than burning books.
One of them is not reading them.
— Ray Bradbury
One of my best books that I read at about 14 years old was Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury. Read this at any age, it is very good.
www.janehannah.com
#inktober
October 29, 2023 at 6:37 PM
:: Castle :: Inktober 14
There are worse crimes than burning books.
One of them is not reading them.
— Ray Bradbury
One of my best books that I read at about 14 years old was Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury. Read this at any age, it is very good.
www.janehannah.com
#inktober
There are worse crimes than burning books.
One of them is not reading them.
— Ray Bradbury
One of my best books that I read at about 14 years old was Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury. Read this at any age, it is very good.
www.janehannah.com
#inktober