acrylic, charcoal and pva on canvas. 34×44cm. 2012.

With text from Johan Harstad’s Buzz Aldrin, what happened to you in all the confusion?

*There must be a purpose, loneliness can’t be the only thing projected onto the skies, it’s impossible, unthinkable.
*Nothing is irrevocable
*And I was fine. Yes, I was. But could have done with a few more people here.
*Be patient. It all hangs together.
*Found the harmony, lost the melody.
*I was on the edge of being loved.
*Neither of us knew if it was true, or if it was just something one said: that it helps to be loved.
*She’d said it four times. So it had to be right.
*Now and again it was a bit painful too, when I let it in.
*The melancholy of things done.
*Nothing lasts, and that nothing you take for granted, everything you love and or that makes you happy, everything you spend time and energy to get will all be taken inexorably away from you. It’s just a question of how long you’re allowed to borrow it.

Lee loves art and words and beauty in the mundane and unexpected.

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  • artisandelimage
    artisandelimageover 2 years ago

  • Loui  Jover
    Loui Joverover 2 years ago

    wonderfully created

  • why, thank you Loui :)

    – routinemagic

  • David Mowbray
    David Mowbrayover 2 years ago

    ‘The melancholy of things done.’ A fine line, seemingly holding it all together. Heart and arteries and roots, reaching out. Looks stronger than the fragility it projects. The ‘melancholy’ of the grey and the spaces that punctuate the hurried and words (i prefer to see it that way around). A concept born of frustration that holds onto nothing and portrays with bleakness and strength. A fine work that has indeed found a harmony.

  • :) I love how you see it and found the words to describe it all. Thank you, David.

    – routinemagic

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