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The HeART Project, Hong Kong


Hello to you all and welcome back to Bangkok!
I have been looking forward to introducing you to the HeART Project.

Photo One: HeART by Helen Boyd
What do you see here?
I see a crazy Little Wandering Wren, sitting on a branch, under a shady tree...
Anyone see anything different? Do let me know!

Photo Two: Framed with other HeART examples 
The HeART project is the brainchild of Hong Kong artist and friend
Helen Bronte Boyd. 

I have long admired the growth of Helen's business and took the opportunity to pop in and see her in her Sai Kung H Studio Gallery, on my recent Hong Kong visit. This artists hub is home to art classes, workshops, and exhibitions. 

You can click here for more info on H Studio Gallery.

Photo Three: My HeART with Thai Art backdrop

The HeART Project is:

"a yearly project dedicated to creating original heARTs, 
posting them daily on social media to generate more kindness and joy!

Photo Four: HeART by the pool
Helen's HeARTS have gone all over the world, 
and I am very happy to be the first recipient of a HeART in Thailand. 
My HeART is number 143 and I just love it!

Just as soon as I got off the plane back in Bangkok, 
I headed straight to IKEA to grab a perfectly fitting frame. 
It was getting dark for my photo shoot, 
but I wanted to show my HeART amongst Thai artwork and elephants.
My 5th & final photo is nestled amongst the orchids in our apartment gardens.

Photo Five: HeART amongst Orchids
Oopsie, I seem to have got a little carried away with my photo editing borders
it must be all that mention of the word arty!

If you would like some HeART you can contact Helen and she will post internationally for free. Just tell her a little bird sent you!



Such a lovely and generous thing to do, don't you agree?
The world needs more kindness and joy, and more people like you, Helen :)

Here's wishing you all a HeARTily lovely week.

Love Wren x

Joining with Mosaic Monday thanks to Maggie at Normandy Life
and
Tricky and Carly at FASTblog for Five On Friday.  
Thank you for hosting!


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