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This piece is titled “Abandoned Site” and is painted negatively in watercolour on Arches Not Paper.. See samples of a new series of tools below.. / 189 Views… Weeds between sleepers, abandoned. / Wind insinuating, abandoned, through / the bricked-up abandoned windows / in the station-master’s head. Abandoned. The tea-urn can’t stop whistling, / abandoned, and passengers abandoned / on platforms are not about to step / through carriage doors, abandoned. Paperbacks locked in the Waiting-Room / (Ladies), abandoned at Page 52, / with the kiss and the handshake / abandoned on the slotted metal seats. And the diesel engine stationary, / its journey curtailed, and its driver / shunted to a branch-line to the east; / and here’s the station-master’s cap, abandoned: the wrong place to start from. Stephen Waling… / Still Life with an Awl / The Legacy
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This is the first of a new series of drawings, and is also part of the Collection of “Everyday Things”...up to now I have used pastels only as a part of my mixed media paintings, so this is the first time I have done a purely pastel drawing, and also the first time for this subject as well… that’s three firsts in a row….luckily my house is very old and has the most lovely door knobs…I have held them millions of times over the years and know them inside out, as you can see... Pastel Drawing on Clayboard… / The Relic
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This is the second of the new series of drawings, and is also part of the Collection of “Everyday Things”…as with the first seen below, this is a drawing with pastel crayons….it is interesting using crayons instead of brushes and paint, and actually a whole lot messier…I added another dimension this time with the cloudy effects that creep over the door knob... Pastel Drawing on Clayboard… With blank paper lying in front of her, / She takes a pencil and begins to sketch, / Concentrating, her eyes narrowed, / Puzzling together each line carefully, / The blank paper soon is filled with shapes, / Different shapes and sizes, / Creating an art for all to see, / A piece of work, a part of her soul..excerpt Jenna Rose Kat / Door #1
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This is the third painting of door knobs, in the new Collection of “Everyday Things”…in watercolour this time and less structured than the first two, this shows the door knobs from both sides of the door, set in a triangle as I do in all my Still Life paintings…I love the patina on the brass and before I started to paint, I was astonished to see that the colours of some of the items on my painting table were reflected in it…so of course I included them... Watercolour on Saunders Waterford Hot Pressed Paper.. It went many years, / But at last came a knock, / And I though of the door / With no lock to lock. I blew out the light, / I tip-toed the floor, / And raised both hands / In prayer to the door. But the knock came again. / My window was wide; / I climbed on the sill / And descended outside. Back over the sill / I bade a ‘Come in’ / To whatever the knock / At the door may have been. So at a knock / I emptied my cage / To hide in the world / And alter with age... R. Frost / Door #2 / Door #1
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/ “Door #4” is part of the Collection “Everyday Things” and is of course the fourth door…like Doors 1 and 2, it is not a painting, but a drawing, this time in Conte crayon…I love door knockers and refuse to add a bell to my front door…I polish mine so that it shines a welcome to all, but I made this one a bit oxidized, a little verdigrised to add some texture and interest to the painting…I never want to make it too literal... Conte crayon drawing on Clayboard Knock with tremor.. / These are Caesars.. / Should they be at Home / Flee as if you trod unthinking / On the Foot of Doom These receded to accostal / Centuries ago.. / Should they rend you with “How are you” / What have you to show? E. Dickinson / Door#3 / Door #2 / Door #1
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/ Go and open the door. / Maybe outside there’s / A tree, or a wood, / A garden, / Or a magic city. / Go and open the door. / Maybe a dog’s rummaging. / Maybe you’ll see a face, / Or an eye, / Or the picture / Of a picture. / Go and open the door. / If there’s a fog / It will clear. / Go and open the door. / even if there’s only / the darkness ticking, / even if there’s only / the hollow wind, / even if / nothing / is there, / go and open the door. / At least / There’ll be / A draught....Miroslav Holub Number 5 in the Door series is a knocker I have seen often on older homes in the city or country…it is done in Pastel and Conte crayons on clayboard…I decided to draw the background as an old door, as it seemed to fit the battered metal of the knocker, which I again gave a verdigris type of patina…I also weathered the wood a bit, giving it some of the colour as if the verdigris has worn off on to it. / Door #4 / Door#3 / Door #2 / Door #1
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“Blue” is part of the “Everyday Things” collection….although it looks very casual, it’s actually a deliberately planned work in inks and liquid colour on clayboard... / Still Life with Picture wire / Enigma…A Stii Life / Still Life with an Awl / The Legacy
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“Door#6” is drawn in Pastel, Sanguine and Charcoal on Clayboard, my latest favourite support for all media…it is not an easy surface to use as paint is not absorbed as on paper, but I am loving it especially for drawings like this one..the drawing is subtitled “Rust” as I want to give the sensation of rust…the gritty feel of it under your hands, and the warm ochre and sienna tones that appear when metal is exposed to weather for a long time…you will note that in this series the doors are not really there…these are images of the hardware that make doors work the way they are supposed to work…this is an old handle left behind by the previous owners of my house…I have treasured it….I think Janus would be proud.... Rust conjures all sorts of images…it is either something we want to eradicate with steel wool and CLR, or if you’re like me you love it’s textures and colours…in reading about rust I meditated on several lines I came across… / Rusting realities obscure our view… / Memories become like rust, eaten over the years… / Rusted, Abandoned, Safe.. / Rust clings tight, covers and grows… / I save rust / Door#5 / Door #4 / Door#3 / Door #2 / Door #1
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/ ‘Is there anybody there?’ said the Traveller, / Knocking on the moonlit door; / And his horse in the silence champed the grasses / Of the forest’s ferny floor: / And a bird flew up out of the turret, / Above the Traveller’s head / And he smote upon the door again a second time; / ‘Is there anybody there?’ he said. / But no one descended to the Traveller; / No head from the leaf-fringed sill / Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes, / Where he stood perplexed and still. / But only a host of phantom listeners / That dwelt in the lone house then / Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight / To that voice from the world of men: / Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair, / That goes down to the empty hall, / Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken / By the lonely Traveller’s call. / And he felt in his heart their strangeness, / Their stillness answering his cry, / While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf, / ‘Neath the starred and leafy sky; / For he suddenly smote on the door, even / Louder, and lifted his head:- / ‘Tell them I came, and no one answered, / That I kept my word,’ he said. / Never the least stir made the listeners, / Though every word he spake / Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house / From the one man left awake: / Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, / And the sound of iron on stone, / And how the silence surged softly backward, / When the plunging hoofs were gone....Walter De La Mare The above poem is another of my favourites…I read it over and over again, picturing the dark night, the traveller knocking at the old door in the moonlight, and no answer but the echoes of spectral ghosts on the stairway inside… / There have been many different interpretations of this poem, (I have copied one below), but I think that if we chose a literal interpretation, it seems like it’s the middle of war and the traveller is bringing a message, but he is too late…they have all gone or are dead… / I chose to paint it as a semi abstract, painting a vignette of the door panels with three large iron rivets, (a triangle) to give a sense of massiveness, of a fortress or citadel, with just the glow of the moonlight in the centre, all the rest fading away into blurred ochres and siennas…to avoid being literal, I did not include a knocker…he would have used a staff or stick anyway... Watercolour and Acrylic on Saunders Waterford Rough Paper.. Below is one of the theories about the poem… The theme of the poem is the place of man in a universe which is far greater than he, and which he can neither connect with nor understand. It focuses on man’s state of isolation and disharmony with the natural world. Nature, as represented by the horse placidly munching on the grass and the bird frightened by the man’s disturbing clamor, is normally serene – it is only man who is anxious because of his separateness. The traveler tries to overcome his aloneness and establish meaning by fruitless seeking (knocking) and responsible living (keeping promises), but the natural world remains unyielding in keeping its distance, and the traveler continues on alone. Enotes.. / The Key / The Red Doorknob / Gone Away
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Visiting and dreaming / Are the realities of the hope-world. / Crying and obtaining / Are the realities of the prayer-world. / Silencing and becoming / Are the realities of the meditation-world.Sri Chinmoy “Realities” is a collaborative work based on the wonderful photography of Eric Thom, but also includes my Clematis prints…see links below…although Eric’s photos are images of doors and windows of buildings, I saw them as more than that…I decided to create a collage of transfer prints to give the illusion of the interior of a place of worship, with light pouring in on those who come to meditate…..the large shape on the right is symbolic of all the floral tributes we make at the important events in our lives…Sri Chinmoys verse expresses all that the painting is meant to convey / / Inks and Bleach Pen on Saunders Hot Press Paper Eric Thom Advance You Really Don’t Want In Barrier To The Outside
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/ Realities Visiting and dreaming / Are the realities of the hope-world. / Crying and obtaining / Are the realities of the prayer-world. / Silencing and becoming / Are the realities of the meditation-world.Sri Chinmoy Thank you so much to the Group Moderators
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