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This one could be sleeping. Or dead.
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watercolours… / Tis of my friend and ex Kylie, who rules. / This piece is part of a diptych (did I put the ‘y’ in the right place?) / The second work is “For What They Have Seen The diptych… Blame Your Green Eyes, For What They Have Seen The song that sang the title (I wrote it this yer sometime. As in 2007. I think.) You nail my guitar to the bedroom wall / You lick your lips promise me more / Take my nail polish, go out to score / But I can’t, I won’t help anymore. That final appointment waiting in line / A scar on the flesh of your inner thigh, / A casual promise and a white lie / Where the old bridge splits the hot night sky CHORUS / Our little deaths / Holding your breath / I’ll always be less / Always a mess / Ill never confess / To the cuts on my flesh / Or the tears on your dress / Are all we have left You carry the heat all bloody and keen / Hot with this fever since you were 15 / Stones you’ve kept for each lie you have been / Blame your green eyes, for what they have seen We kissed on the beach last Halloween. / And now we’ll never forget the shit we have seen / The hell in the wall the gorgeous machine / The tiny mad children that we have both been and here’s a rant… from around 2002 or so. heh. I have coped sooo welll for soo long I have tried so hard I know u 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 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 sombre kind expressions and very clean shoes. / i have taken my clonazepam n i did NOT od 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 - / balancing and teetering but heavy with velocity and density but for right now my meds r squia=shing down my brain like a printing press / and i / i have avoided it one more night. / i will sleep / i willbe ok / but i migh / maybe i can finally find someonewho can beat me at chess…t o to hospital / tomorrow if they let me take my paint and my giant books. / I have had some experience with ppl in complete denial of the reality of mental illness. I didn’t tell anyone at uni about my bipolar. After i had graduated, i had made a lot of friends, and eventually told them about it. reasonably soon after that i had an acute, and prolonged manic episode. They basically thought i was just being a prick by shouting “I am king!!” from anything tall i could find and stand on. the worst part was when i crashed after that – no understanding, not even an attempt. They were (mostly) completely against any sort of treatment. / These ppl were very important to me, and i was living with several of them for this period. Fortunately my family was able to help, and i stayed with my father for some time. While i was acutely manic (really starting to lose it thass fer sure) i had a psychology STUDENT explain to me how i wasn’t sick, the drug companies were exploiting me, in my infinite naiveté. I was a lamb to their wallets. Being manic, I tore her to shreds. She was very close to one of my friends and flat mates – told her and everyone else that i had yelled at her because SHE WAS sTUDYING PSYCHOLOGY. Scary thing is she was about to graduate and go out into the world with this idea. scarier still that someone in the psyche faculty had taught it to her. i don’t see any of the friends that i had made at uni – indeed i have very few friends. I am cautious (um apart from right now with um women). I always tell ppl about my bp if they become close to me. / It is incredibly common, and still amazes me how little ppl know, or more importantly, WILL ACCEPT AS TRUE. / me: / “i have bipolar affective disorder.” / Member of Public (shall be acronominised to “MOP”) / “huh?” / me / “i have manic depression.” / MOP: / “oh. sure. NO YOU DON’T!! HEY AND SHUT UP I’M TRYING TO READ tv week!! Don’t you know what’s happening to ridge and Taylor??” (um had to do some research but Taylor is a psychiatrist apparently? hahahahhahhahahaaa hahaha) / hahahahahaaa i forgive her / she is hot. / rambling now huh? sorry. / hm yeh. sold a painting… yay. paid my bills yay. got fined for crashing into that guy . boo. hiss. / am having scary efexor withdrawals. boo. hiss. yuck. boo. hiss. halucinating. boo hiss… little natalie portman monsters scuttling around at the corner of my vision. boo hiss. not even naked. booo hiss. painting more than ever bfore in my life i think. yay. tried very challenging watercolours yesterday an d did em with no wu-ckerings. yay. 2 in one day. yay. can’t afford to frame all this new stuff but will try n get the grant folks to give me more moneys. yay/boo? am lonely. boo am scared BOO! (gah runs n hides behind chair) my efexor (anti depressant) withdrawals… i have these shaky things and i think i am starting to act like a mad guy more than usual in public. The hallucinations are real, tho no natalie portman (boo hiss!). just keep seeing things out of the corner of my eye that are not there. I mean i think they aren’t. / very bad thing is i nearly had an accident today trying to avoid one of them. yeah and i was driving, didn’t mean, like a bedwetting accident or anything like that. / I am trying clonazepam and valium (together hand in claw, probably a bad idea. oops) they make me cranky and now i am forced to sit on my rocking chair with a shotgun, chew some baccy n whittle and now and then shoot at the natalie monsters. had a wee bit of a collapse in the street, but got up again :). haven’t told anyone not online bout that. sensory overload. / it’s pretty strange, i think i recognise the brain-shivers that from a horror movie or book or comic or memory. / And yet i am not depressed. the painting helps a hell of a lot. focus i guess. / Am seeing my psyche tomorrow. i think i might have to go um to hospital but THEY ARE ALL NUTS IN THERE. and i don’t just mean the staff. maybe not. probably should. / and now, oh this is quite weird i think. i am quite used to having self-harm and suicidal thoughts- accompanied normally by mixed state, “black mania.” / But NOW i still have the same desires but in a very different way… almost like contemplating a far less important or destructive act. i am not joking now. only example i can think of is: do i have a cup of tea or stick this sharp thing in my neck? and i am not in a depressed state when thinking it. almost HUMMING. I come back into myself with a jolt of feeling, not afraid of it but guilty. Still wanting it. I have been trying to deal with this illness for a while (9 years give or take an episode since diagnosis) and most of this is new to me. it scares me in rational moments, but most of the time the anxiety is entirely SEPARATE from the rest of the symptoms. / i believe that my disorder has pretty much taken over. Even while typing this i have gone thru a few moods irrationally. Up mostly, but i cried when i read some of the other posts. / I am being a very good boy; i mean, i am eating and excersizing, taking lamactil and cleaning behind my ears and it has been a while since i have set any pets on fire. None of this makes any difference. I think it is well past time for bed. It is empty, should fix that. With perhaps consistency instead of diversity. Hmm. I have been having an odd month. I went back to my psyche and was prescribed lorazepam (like valium sort of). It was wonderful – anxiety evaporated, sleep pattern returned to normal, and I wasn’t stoned out of my head all the time after the first couple of days on a regular dose. / then I came off it. / I thought that I had some horrible flu or something bcuz I lay in bed for a couple of days with horrible shivers bordering on convulsions, stumbled around heaps the 2 or three times I got out of bed to get more water, and had mild fever-type hallucinations. Which were kind of cool cause I thought, u know, hey I remember u from a few weeks ago from my mixed state – hi! Isn’t it nice to see the synchronicity of our bodies in distress? / But then the anxiety returned and I did some research; also talked to my psyche about it and twas withdrawal apparently. Haven’t gone thru much like that since I was a-drinkin’ still. It is a very affective but highly physiologically addictive drug. / I have also been having continual problems with nausea. Have got ginger. I eat it. It sort of works. / Came back full circle to where i was what with shakes and mixed state symptoms n al, so now am on clonazepam (ten times stronger than valium but the same shit basically). I have had some real problems with this too – I am slowly trying to get myself off it as it affects my coordination and O MY GOD MY SEX DRIVE but tried to do it last week too fast or somethin’ and was a real mess. I went to the drug sites for both lorazepam and clonazepam to get a full view of the symptoms and all that I am going thru is well documented. I just happened to be in the bracket that reacted strongly to withdrawal. Must be my addictive nature. / Bleh. / So. / Where I am atm is that I am nearly off clonazepam (I had real trouble reading the details on the bottle bcuz I wrote PROTON ENERGY PILLS in black marker all across it) / I am only on half a tab a day (1mg) plus my lamotragine. / I think I am thru the worst of this one and out t’other side. If I go for 2 days without any clonazepam I go straight back to the way I was just before hospital (not quite as bad though – I think the lamotragine is working.) / And I have been working constantly. / And selling stuff also. Have had an artistic epiphany of sorts and am working it out piece by piece (um that would b entirely literal). / Problem is I am producing far more than selling (2:1 ratio) which is pretty good but blew all my money on getting all my work printed properly for a walking folio – and am still doing dumb things like I left the heater on for a few weeks and just got a pretty large bill from mr gas company guy that I am impressed they fit in my mailbox. / It means that it is hard to get things framed mostly. / I am much less death fixated also. / Am not going outside today. / I saw a spider there just last week.
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Who needs words to see ? / If I wanted to express myself through words I would have become a writer, so I invite you to your own journey through my work , discover your own feeling , think your own thoughts ! Watercolour pencil drawing on paper , and belongs to my new series ” ON CHAIR ”. Many thanks for stopping by !
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/ “Reflected Glory” is part of the Landscape Collection”... Watercolour on Arches Paper..Featured on the Home Page / The sun, whose rays / Are all ablaze / With ever-living glory, / Does not deny / His majesty / He scorns to tell a story! / He don’t exclaim, / “I blush for shame, / So kindly be indulgent.” / But, fierce and bold, / In fiery gold, / He glories all effulgent!...Gilbert and Sullivan HOME PAGE FEATURE Listen to Shirley Henderson
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Inspired by Joseph Turner. Lindisfarne Priory and Castle, In Northumberland, (near where I live), as a storm rolls in, from the ever-moody, North Sea! Watercolour on 90lb paper 12”x 8” I loved painting this, and will do a much larger one, in the future.
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Pure Watercolour on Arches 140lb…. I try to paint all my flowers from life, No pre drawing, just wetting the paper, dropping in some pale washes of pigment and see where it takes me.. It allows so much more freedom…..
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Nature’s Cathedral. 90 lb paper Watercolour 12” x 8”.
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Pure watercolour on Arches 140lb Paper. I often wander round the garden and find I am imediately inspired by the beauty of the flowers I see. ..... I try not to use any references or pre drawing, and try to capture the beauty and freshness of the flower I still have in my mind…..
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/ “Yesterday” is part of the Winter Collection..see more below.. Watercolour on Arches Not Paper… The sun rose on fields / snow blown and misted / ghostly swirls and dervishes. / No fog this.. / for fog simply lies. / No…this was living / as it arched and twisted, / fingering out to the road / and reaching for me / like the shade of a beloved friend. / There was white inside, / trying to seep out of pores, / I felt it strain / trying to mesh and meld / with this sentient wraith / fingers touching / joining / and suddenly / I am the morning mist / dancing in the crystal air...Poetry Road.. / / / / /
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A mixed medium painting of stunning white acrylic daisies on a watercolour background, some ink. The watercolours were allowed to run into each other creating their own shapes then the subject and details were painted on top. Can you imagine stumbling across these daisies amongst a magical forest with hints of light filtering through the trees. Size: ll” x 5” (28cm x 12cm) painted on 300 gsm arches watercolour paper. Beautiful daisies so pretty to view / one of a kind, this is true. / Spreading petals reach for the sky / faces smiling a delight to the eye. / Come, please pick a few / they are here just waiting for you. Featured in: / PAINTED FORALS / LIVE, LOVE AND DREAM
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/ “The Centre of Your Soul is part of the Abstract Collection..look closely and the brush strokes will seem to coalesce into the imagery expressed in the poem... / I started to create the work with the poem running through my head, and as the brush moved across the paper, the abstract image emerged at the same time as the water, garden, and river made their presence known. / It was exactly as I wanted it to be…a feeling of great depth, a submergence of self, and surrender to the soul. Watercolour and Watercolour mediums on Arches Not Paper… There is a quiet water / In the center of your soul, / Where a son or daughter / Can be taught what no man knows. There’s a fragrant garden / In the center of your soul, / Where the weak can harden / And a narrow mind can grow. There’s a rolling river / In the center of your soul, / An eternal giver / With a rich and endless flow. There’s a land of muses / In the center of your soul, / Where the rich are losers / and the poor are free to go. So remain with me, then, / To pursue another goal / And to find your freedom / In the center of your soul.. J. Kavanaugh
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/ “Yesterday” is part of the Fall Landscape Collection...the song “Yesterday” is one of my favourites and was the inspiration for this painting….my interpretation is not a literal one, but more about the feelings that the lyrics may engender….the song is so inspiring, and as fall is drifting away from us the first thng that came to my mind was that longing for it to last a little longer…the colours I instinctively chose were a blending of the fires of autumn and the cooler blues of winter…as it’s a memory, the image has been softened…..winter has come, frost is on the branches, and we reminisce about the beautiful autumn days that are no longer here... / “Yesterday” is not for mourning, but for looking back at it’s joys, and looking forward to more…..it may be the winter of our lives or the end of a romance, but we all dream of...Yesterday... Watercolour on Arches Paper… Yesterday, Yesterday, / Days I knew as happy sweet sequestered days. / Golden days, golden days, / Days of mad romance and love.. / Joys were mine to take, / Joys were mine to give. / Free and gaily flaming life, / was mine to live. / Sad am I, glad am I, / For today I’m dreaming of, / Yesterday..Jerome Kern For Irene Dunne fans… listen to her lovely, heartfelt, interpretation of Yesterday /
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/ The Nothing That Is” is part of the Winter collection…this is a complicated thought…Winter is indeed something, as we know here in the North…most people would say that Winter is white, but in the city we have the reflections of all the colour in the buildings and lights that the snow reflects…but most of all the joys of winter, I think, should be portrayed in brilliant colour…the stark white of the birches pop against the blues and purples, and there is a little green and gold to remind us that the earth is still alive underneath. / In the face of all that winter is, Man himself becomes “Nothing” and “Beholds Nothing that is not there, and sees the Nothing that is”... Watercolour on Arches Paper…. One must have a mind of winter / To regard the frost and the boughs / Of the pine-trees crusted with snow / And have been cold a long time, / To behold the junipers shagged with ice, / The spruces rough in the distant glitter / Of the January sun; and not to think / Of any misery in the sound of the wind, / In the sound of a few leaves, / Which is the sound of the land / Full of the same wind / That is blowing in the same bare place. / For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds / Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is ..Wallace Stevens / /
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Angler fish really are quite remarkable creatures! They live in the deep deep sea, further down than the light can reach, so to lure their prey in total darkness, they have rigged up a system of light emitting devices. They are not turned on here (as he is in the light, and they use up a lot of power so he only turns them on when he is hungry). Watercolour, chalk pastel, ink, conte on canvas.
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/ “Fandango” is part of the new Collection “Tropics”.. the coconut tree in hot colours, temperature and mood, close-up…inspired by the Latin Dance the Fandango, with music by the Gypsy Kings… Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico Hot Pressed Paper… Dance a light fandango / Take me ‘round and ‘round / Dance a light fandango / Never let me down Steve Miller Band Gypsy KIngs Baila Me (I danced) / Fandango (The Dance).. /
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/ “Imagination “is part of the series “The Trees”, all the seasons together, inspired by the Green movement, and painted in Watercolour on Arches Hot Pressed Paper..see others below The tree which moves some to tears of joy, is in the eyes of others, only a green thing that stands in the way. / Some see Nature all ridicule and deformity, and some scarce see Nature at all. / But to the eyes of the man of imagination, Nature is Imagination itself. / William Blake, 1799, The Letters* / / / /
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Another in the Masters series. / This is the centre part of a long panoramic watercolour. By Thomas Bush Hardy, 1895. I’ve moved some of the boats to be closer together, as my version is a small painting, 10×7 inches, on rough Bockingford tinted cream paper, 140lb. I will be painting the full length seascape in the future.
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My first piece finished in 09! Another octobeast from my series – here’s another one Watercolour, chalk pastel, ink, conte, metallic leaf on canvas. / He has golden suckers!
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Watercolour illustration. This is my cat, Monkey. She’s a very good model because she only moves if someone does it for her. I wanted to paint the peace I find amongst shelves of books. Front page feature
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Watercolour painting / on hahnemühle mould made artist board 200gsm / ORIGINAL SOLD / Lavender Field in the south of France / / / / FEATURED IN THE FIRST THINGS GROUP / /
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Watercolour on 120 gsm Watercolour Paper FEATURED in ‘Water Media’ June 2009 / FEATURED In ‘Creative Spirits of Queensland’ June 2009 / FEATURED in ‘First Things’ June 2009 / FEATURED in ‘Globes, Spheres and Curves’ July 2009 / FEATURED in ‘Inside Solo’ July 2009 / FEATURED in ‘Daisy and Company’ July 2009 / FEATURED in ‘Art in Math’ October 2009
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Remember the saying: Red Sky at Night; Shepherd’s Delight / Red Sky in the Morning, Shepherd’s Warning! One of the most persistent of the weather sayings used by sailors as well as shepherds. There were no weather forecasts, as such in the days gone by, and one had to make their own predictions. This is a loose watercolour 8×10”painted with two colours only Red and Green (Cadmium Red and Sap Green) and also mxing the two together to produce darker colours. Painted on Arches watercolour paper from my imagination. Red Skies was Featured on the HOME PAGE!! / and the following groups: / FIRST THINGS / JUST WATERCOLOURS
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EDT…it’s the edge of winter…snow, wet, dark, light, night, day…a time when S.A.D is pre-eminent…it takes time to adjust, and some wait in limbo for EDT in March, but some embrace the changes…I don’t like the dark that sets in so early, so I have daylight bulbs in all my lamps…six weeks from now it’s the solstice and we start looking forward to lighter days Thomas Hood expresses it beautifully for us Watercolour on Sennelier Not Paper CLICK HERE TO SEE THE ENTIRE WINTER COLLECTION No sun-no moon! / No morn-no noon! / No dawn-no dusk-no proper time of day- / No sky-no earthly view— / No distance looking blue .. No road-no street- / No “t’other side the way”- / No end to any Row- / No indications where the Crescents go .. No top to any steeple- / No recognitions of familiar people- / No courtesies for showing ‘em— / No knowing ‘em! No mail-no post- / No news from any foreign coast- / No park-no ring-no afternoon gentility- / No company—no nobility .. No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, / No comfortable feel in any member— / No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, / No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, / November!...Thomas Hood / Effet De Neige
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My third in a series of ladies wearing stamps, her title is Spanish for ‘yellow’ because it’s my favourite colour and I wanted this girl to have a summery feel. She stands about 42 cm tall and it’s watercolour,coloured pencil and collage.
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