Beauty painted
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Loose hearted lady / Sleepy was she / Love for the devil / Brought her to me / Seeds of a thousand / Drawn to her sin / Seasons of wither / Holdin’ me in “ Seasons of Wither – Steve Tyler – Aerosmith This image won first place in an international digital art contest sponsored by Corel. Appeared in print in Issue #14 of PhotoShop Creative along with the interview they did on me. Thanks for looking SnowDog Stock Photo of model used with permission More of my ArtWork
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Pastel drawing of a person or alien who stayed up to long. / Click on the Image for Insomniac Card, Matted Print, Laminated Print, Mounted Print, Canvas Print, Framed Print, and Poster… /
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‘Asia Series’ card by Karin Taylor A more serious piece this time. A painting inspired by the art form of the Geisha. Her discipline and strength I admire. I have used ink, acrylic, charcoal and pastels to create Geisha Girl. The original painting is no longer available, but so glad she can come to you in the form of a greeting card. I hope you like her :D
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/ Shoes available at Zazzle ‘Asia Series’ card by Karin Taylor Here’s a painting close to my heart. I’ve done this one utilising ink, charcoal and acrylics, another sweet little asian girl in traditional japanese kimono enjoying the art of ikebana in a reverent pose on her knees
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/ Shoes available at Zazzle / Lotus Love TShirt ‘Asian Series’ card by Karin Taylor Boy meets girl, they fall in love….’lotus love’.....the lotus symbolises strong and lasting affection…..two sweet little asian characters in a boat…perfect for your Valentine!
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/ / Shoes available at Zazzle / if you have any enquiries please email karintaylor@exemail.com.au / / / Please note there are now 6 versions of Little Green Teapot TShirt / a) the large design version here / b) the smaller ‘inside a circle version’ here / c) and finally the circle tshirt with flowers which can be on tshirt colours other / than black….here / d) There is also now the large design which can go on any colour / e) Additionally, we also have another large design called Little Multicolour Teapot which is more colourful / ‘Asia Series’ card and prints by Karin Taylor / f) We also have a floral background print!! in prints, cards and a tshirt here ‘Asia Series’ card and prints by Karin Taylor Little Green Teapot is a mixed media production on canvas textured paper using ink, pastel, acrylic and charcoal. She is loosely inspired by green tea and the japanese tea ceremony perfomed by the beautiful Geisha in Japan. Obviously, she is in training…not yet fully fledged.
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FROM PARIS SERIES: / CHARLESTON / / GLAMOUR / / BELLE DE JOUR / BELLE PARISIENNE / / / MARIE ANTOINETTE / / / FEMME EN BLEU /
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The name Mia is of Swedish origin, meaning “uncertain”....an appropriate name for this painting as I have been in two minds about something for a little while now. medium: acrylic on stretched canvas / ............................................................................................. / size: 40cm x 40cm / ............................................................................................. / best viewed while listening to: Sure Know Something by KISS
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WHY NOT speak truth and long and exhale hard into the empty hearts the softness of the night I don’t know I don’t know I seem to be in and out and up and down and it / Seems like it would all be a big fucking drama. I have coped sooo well for so long I have tried so hard I know you will / understand, I gave up drinking and it nearly killed me so many times and I / WANT A DRINK RIGHT NOW this is why I keep a dry house except when it is / raining or I play with the hose / Haven’t had a drink since 98 so many YEARS not a sip not a drug nothing to ever / stop the shit in my head from going round and fucking round and I feel so / SICK all the time. / What the fuck are we all looking for where is an answer? I have read / Descartes and Kant and Nietzsche and the bible there’s nothing the fuck / THERE! / I can’t stop shaking and it is hard to type, but I will not call some / guys in white jackets with somber kind expressions and very clean shoes. / I have taken my clonazepam and I did NOT overdose even of I wanted to; I will do some WORK and call my doctor tomorrow and this desperation will continue, part of the answer, the real answer is that there is NOT AN ANSWER and I will have to trade my mind for my life for a while WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF DEAL IS THAT?? EXCISE my personality remove expunge it – all my work will STOP / and it can’t hold me close to it hangs me from sticky painty threads / I am on the cusp, a breath, a stroke away from something / extraordinary. Balancing and teetering but heavy with velocity and density / “I have to wait. Just a few weeks, a few million seconds, if that’s enough. / It’s moving slow but heavy (radius and inertia and depth) like an oil tanker / or a tectonic plate. Hurts too much. I’m too tired. / I lost the keys. I thought I had them for a while but they turned out to be / the wrong ones. I was wrong again. / I have no will. Come on, give me the crook of your arm to cry on. I’ll tell you about the menagerie of moons and press your hand between my / hands and wishwishwish.” / Quote MYSELF sure. / But for right now my meds are squishing down my brain like printing press / and I / I have avoided it one more night. / I will sleep
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My apologies for having no originality in flower choice but as you can see, I love my plain old dandelions! Anyway, in this image there are 3 stages of flower from the same plant, the bud, the flower and the post-flower fairy which to me are like 3 generations. I chose the layers and treatment to reflect all 3 generations by being aged yet still bright and not faded.
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/ Shoes available at Zazzle / Asian Spice Matching TShirt / Asian SpiceTShirt / Asia Spice Framed Print ‘Asia Series’ card by Karin Taylor / a mixed media production on canvas textured paper / ink pastel acrylic and charcoal Here’s an adorable painting I’ve done utilising ink, charcoal and acrylics, a sweet little asian girl in a cute dress holding a basket of flowers behind her back
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/ One Spring Day Ladies Lace Up Keds Shoe at Zazzle / One Spring Day Childrens Slip On Keds Shoe at Zazzle / Spring Posy TShirt / Spring Fairy TShirt ‘Friends Series’ card by Karin Taylor One Spring Day is a mixed media production (ink, pastel, charcoal, acrylic) on canvas textured paper. I have also used a variety of found objects, including lace and ribbons…and an especially beautiful gold paint for the wings which were underpainted first to created texture. On of my favourite paintings, my heart and soul went into this piece…two sweet little girls in darling dresses hanging out in the garden together….what could be nicer.
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The original painting is oil on Canvas “Spring has arrived / Spring has definitely arrived / What’s your spring sound like? / This year, Mine is in E major”
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/ / Shoes available at Zazzle / if you have any enquiries please email karintaylor@exemail.com.au / / / Please note there are now 6 versions of Little Green Teapot TShirt / a) the large design version here / b) the smaller ‘inside a circle version’ here / c) and finally the circle tshirt with flowers which can be on tshirt colours other / than black….here / d) There is also now the large design which can go on any colour / e) Additionally, we also have another large design called Little Multicolour Teapot which is more colourful / ‘Asia Series’ card and prints by Karin Taylor / f) We also have a floral background print!! in prints, cards and a tshirt here ‘Asia Series’ card and prints by Karin Taylor Little Green Teapot is a mixed media production on canvas textured paper using ink, pastel, acrylic and charcoal. She is loosely inspired by green tea and the japanese tea ceremony perfomed by the beautiful Geisha in Japan. Obviously, she is in training…not yet fully fledged. Little Green Teapot is also available as a card
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André’s creation: eclectic pleasures
by Maxwell EdwardBlack and white keys, saxophone, guitar, everywhere. The music has much more magnificence than can be tried to be explained through words…
Black and white keys, saxophone, guitar, everywhere. The music has much more magnificence than can be tried to be explained through words. This jazzy rendezvous has always been André’s favourite ear-food. He just loves the way its beauty, splendour, radiance is ‘unleashed’. André stares at the canvas for over a dozen times. Here he is staring at the blank space which is future marvel…or was it to be past marvel? Had he missed his chance, missed the boat which would have sailed to sentimental stardom? He refuses to collaborate more than a sentence for any one idea. Any idea that deserves a sentence must deserve no doubt. Any canvas is only worth the greatest ideas. Two André’s exist; though only one at any one time. The withdrawn analytical front, designed for most occasions. On rare occasions the other character may appear, the intensive, massively determined André who acts on impulses. Impulsive André must be begged out. A Pandora’s Box of surprises, his job will at least never cease to astonish. “Dearest André, Through years have you befriended my son Louis, so therefore I am offering an opportunity to benefit both of our interests (with intent towards your gain). Litton inc., my company has stepped up towards mainstream success. We require visual arts for our newly bought edifice. I understand you have been painting for the eight years since high school. To your discretion I would like to require a painting; just one will suffice. I would like something vibrant and colourful, yet deep and meaningful; Contemporise to your own vision. Much thanks, Dr. Raymond Fonck.” The commissioned paper lies stuck on the wall. André has read it. Now it is time for the future. It has been too long sitting around (or rather bouncing around); too get too much productivity from anything. Someone once said to him that anything is good experience. True perhaps, although he prefers productivity, especially in a time of intensity such as this; three days left until confrontation. His vigilant eyes stroll around the room, searching for advice. He is not bored, nor has he painters block, for such a term does not exist and will not ever for him. His eyes strike the clock. The clock glares 5:48 pm back. What a disgusting fierce look it has. Not 5:45, nor 6:00 and only one uncomfortable minute in-between. For at this time these uncomforting three digits add to the frustration in the actual time. “Aw!” André suddenly realizes the importance of the time. It is the one factor which never seems to be on his side but actually encourages his total progress. It is an epiphany like that of a mother to the newborn. André decides to let his hands take / control. They are the secret key, (sometimes the gatekeepers of unleashing impulsive André) His dominant left one picks up the brush (over time it has made up for its fault of statistically losing him seven years). His right hand decides to lose cognition. It dips itself into a little puddle of Sangria oil paint muck. Than it flies onto the near-centre of the canvas, smeared diagonally. His left hand takes initiative once again, waving lines of smudge to and fro. Right hand brings more paint to its destination. Myrtle, Indigo, Olive, Magnolia…and no, not that…Yes, yes, even black! (Well seal brown to be precise). All of these contextually beautiful colours unleashed! There are no thoughts in André’s mind now. This is impulsive André now; organised thought is of little importance! That colour is important here. This colour is unimportant there. A few lines of any colour are important right here or there, but perhaps a darker colour is better. More negative space up and down the edges. Shape is forming. Lines are bolding. Complete non-representational form is diminishing. Visualizations; the visualized images in mind are being…unloaded bit by bit. It is coming about. What is it though? No one knows. If anybody could guess it definitely would not be André. André knows he has the power to bring out the reality in it though. In a seemingly paradox situation he must not connect to reality at the moment though. Now, after these hours of painting, André is in the painting. He would not know it has been hours besides the constant glare of the illuminating digital clock staring from across the room; it unconsciously processes its recognition into André. The phone screams out, ‘br-ring, br-ring!’ Like the other external matter it creeps into André, until finally its screams become too annoying to ignore. It’s too late now…impulsive André has vanished; his conventional counterpart has replaced him. The phone persists though. André decides to take it (typical for his returned mannerism). He dives across the room horizontally attacking the corner where that nuisance phone lies. ‘Aw, aw, aw, aw!’ A tube of paint has squirt from underneath his stomach. Agonising that his material friend can be so painful at times (like any of his life long friends). He picks up the phone; only the tone. He has missed whatever, whoever it was. Once again, missing the boat… Now thought and all that comes with it has returned. Why now out of all times possible? There is only sadness, misery, all this escalated from these small miniscule misfortunes; all has turned to turmoil! What can one do, when feeling like crawling into a hole? His secret minor disorders such as his claustrophobia would prevent him from crawling into that hole, even if he had one. At the moment everything feels like one big hole. Not surprisingly André’s eyes begin doing the only thing they know to do in times of unrest; wander. It is impossible to ignore what is there; it has been there all along, yet has never been seen. It is beautiful! It is splendour! It is radiance!! It is interrupted by another scream of ‘br-ring br-ring’. André picks up the damn phone. Without contemplation he whispers, “Sir, madam, I’m very terribly busy, could you perhaps call back sometime?” A deep sophisticated voice replies, “Raymond Fonck, André. Listen, I need to know about the progress of the painting. How is it going; ready to sell on Friday?” Many emotions garner at the speed of light inside André allows these emotions to clash inside of him. The painting; it is beautiful, splendour, radiance! How could he give it away now, after an indescribable series of emotional contributions? It is something that has not been attempted before; yet it is new but the expression of old. It is everything, at the moment, hopefully containing more interpretive inoculations for the future. It is a subject, of just some time, yet it contains a collaboration of detail separated from time. It is…once again interrupted by screams, this time of another sort; the infuriating talking of man. “André. Are you there?” Feelings of great rebellion sweep André off his feet. He knows how he will revolutionize his life, because after all; this painting has revolutionized his thought already. “Mister Fonck. I am so sorry. Some things have come over me…a type of sickness…although I am sure you are not aware of this mad syndrome I am suffering due to it. Well to the point, I must say I will not be supplying you with your wanted artwork. Thank you for your understanding. Hopefully we can collaborate something in future.” André hangs the phone up without replies, without a stated understanding from the mister Fonck. Without even the knowledge of acceptance or approval from the mister Fonck…it does not matter. All that matters is this new painting, this contemporised vision. It is everything. Most importantly of all, it is…unleashed!
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/ “Shoes available at Zazzle”http://www.zazzle.com/karin_taylor_zazzle ’’Asian Series’ card by Karin Taylor This dear little asian girl has stolen my heart! She’s so sweet and shy. She wears a traditional chinese costume with her feet slightly turned in. Flowers in her crazy ‘updo’ hair secured with a couple of chopsticks! Chinese Red Fan Girl stands before a warm glowing screen, patiently waiting for her little friend from Japan, ‘Little Blue Kimono’ to arrive. Chinese Red Fan Girl wears a pair of geta on her tootsies, a gift from ‘Little Blue’ The kanji symbols in the background on the screen translate into ‘One’s Dearest Wish’
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A pencil drawing of Olivia’s long legs.
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FROM PARIS SERIES: / CHARLESTON / / / UNE FEMME PENSIVE / GLAMOUR / / BELLE DE JOUR / / / MARIE ANTOINETTE / FEMME EN BLEU /
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The original painting is 30” x 24” Acrylic on canvas. A film of me painting it can be seen on my website to see me Painting On Canvas The original is on display on my website. Click here to Buy original paintings
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A COLLABORATION WITH LINAJI / (Thank you very much for your excellent poem) Where Do You Love From…Really / Author: linaji Where Do You Love From? / Your pink painted toes? / Or the hollow of your sighs / As my tongue journeys unabashedly / Down the silk trails of your thighs Does my latent life scream Onlyness? / Echo Eons from the heart / Where do you / Love from / Live From / Darling / When do we ever start? History has changed much / Now that Eve did eat the snake, / She brought about apples only / For mother’s pie in Adam’s wake Where do you Love from / Really? / The marrow of your bones? / Is longing, loving and living here / A pirates chest of stones? What about your fingertips? / Dipping softly into my flesh, / Do I utter sighs with beggars eyes / Or do I let our two lips mesh? Do you feel from what is stillness / A time when lovers care, / Do you ooze the sweet-laced vapors? / That my focus on you dares, That moan / That cry / That primal stare / That leads me inside you / Elusive hips that ride your smile / And worlds outside the Que. / A passions mist that takes our lips / A fog beyond compare, / I lay here spent with one leg bent / And dream with you I dare.. Now,, Where do you Love from,,,, / Really. FROM PARIS SERIES: / UNE FEMME PENSIVE / GLAMOUR / / BELLE PARISIENNE / / CHARLESTON / / / BELLE DE JOUR / / / FEMME EN BLEU /
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Here’s another portrait of my favourite little muse…
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Pastel drawing of a man – alien – monster who is in dire need of sleep. / Click on Image for Insomniac T-shirt….. /
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/ Shoes available at Zazzle ‘Asia Series’ TShirt by Karin Taylor Here’s a painting close to my heart. I’ve done this one utilising ink, charcoal and acrylics, another sweet little asian girl in traditional japanese kimono enjoying the art of ikebana in a reverent pose on her knees / Asia Blue is also available as a card or a print etc.
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