Black 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 The withdrawn analytical front, designed for most occasions.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!
Um I painted and drew this Its my first and only painted piece.
Inspiration is but a muse; and, this art has lots of it for you to use! / CREATION INFORMATION Medium: Digital Collage, Typography, Mixed Media Design. Techniques: Digital Processing in Sepia Tones w/ Typographical Design. Tools: Digital Camera, Photoshop CS2. Shooting Location: The Getty Center – Los Angeles, CA. NOTES: The woman in this creation is actually a digital image shot at The Getty and then digitally manipulated into the collage. The original art is on showcase at The Getty. It is a chalk sketch entitled “Study of a Woman Turned Toward the Left” and created by Charles-Antoine Coypel. I was very moved by the piece and was inspired to photograph it. I then wanted to share that inspiration via collage with other artists. Once again, this image was captured by myself while visiting the museum and was NOT taken from online (it has a higher resolution). You can view more information about the piece here. / ALSO AVAILABLE / Wise Words T-Shirts /
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There are some of us, who took it upon ourselves to do things for others. to help others.. to make others happy.. but we forgot about ourselves! we forgot that we need to make ourselves happy too. we need to love ourselves too. if we don’t love ourselves, who’ll love us? i dedicate this to every one of you kind souls out there!! remember to always love yourself as well!! =D i especially thank Karin who kept reminding me that i am love-able as well. bad history and with the kind of people i’m surrounded by, i was made to believe that nobody will love me for everything that i am. am made to realise all my faults and bad points and weaknesses. made to believe am ugly and useless. having depression doesn’t help as i view myself as nothing more than a mental girl. i totally believe that it’s impossible for anyone to really love me. But Karin showed me otherwise. she made me answer and admit my pretty gd points.. and i realised.. hey!! i can be love-able?! am still trying to accept that now.. lolz.. it’s still kinda hard to accept, having been instilled those “i sux!” mindset for years… ahahahah.. XD Thank you, Karin!! GLOMPZ!!! fa: i had to force Tim to carry that signage cos he wouldn’t say the words!! stupid monster.. / Tim: it says I Love Me!! how can you love yourself!! you’re big, fat, ugly and you’re mental with me in your head!! / fa: awww.. i can love you too, can’t i~ XD / Tim: NOOOOOOOOOoooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also available as magnets , keychains and buttons and more! / UPDATE (8Sep): This piece just got featured on Thought Bubble Group and The Patchwork Group!! Awww… Thank you, Moderators!!! =D Check out my T.I.M t-shirts series: /
I Love Me as a greeting card design!! =D / In the background is the kanji “ai”, 爱 meaning love.. n_n” There are some of us, who took it upon ourselves to do things for others. to help others.. to make others happy.. but we forgot about ourselves! we forgot that we need to make ourselves happy too. we need to love ourselves too. if we don’t love ourselves, who’ll love us? i dedicate this to every one of you kind souls out there!! remember to always love yourself as well!! =D i especially thank Karin who kept reminding me that i am love-able as well. bad history and with the kind of people i’m surrounded by, i was made to believe that nobody will love me for everything that i am. am made to realise all my faults and bad points and weaknesses. made to believe am ugly and useless. having depression doesn’t help as i view myself as nothing more than a mental girl. i totally believe that it’s impossible for anyone to really love me. But Karin showed me otherwise. she made me answer and admit my pretty gd points.. and i realised.. hey!! i can be love-able?! am still trying to accept that now.. lolz.. it’s still kinda hard to accept, having been instilled those “i sux!” mindset for years… ahahahah.. XD Thank you, Karin!! GLOMPZ!!! fa: i had to force Tim to carry that signage cos he wouldn’t say the words!! stupid monster.. / Tim: it says I Love Me!! how can you love yourself!! you’re big, fat, ugly and you’re mental with me in your head!! / fa: awww.. i can love you too, can’t i~ XD / Tim: NOOOOOOOOOoooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also available as a tshirt here / / Also available as magnets , keychains and buttons and more! / Check out my T.I.M t-shirts series: /
I was watching the movie “The Ultimate Gift” listening to the character played by James Garner talking to his grandson when he said… ‘Learning is a gift… even if pain is your teacher”. As soon as the words had finished coming out of his mouth I honestly said out loud – YES!! Immediately I was blown away by the quote and I wrote it down and thought about its meaning for weeks. I’ve never felt so affected by a sentence before. Upon reflecting this quote I found quite confronting to realise that I spent my twenties doing everything to avoid and “run away” from my emotional pain.. Now in my 30s I’ve realised that pain was essential for me to be a more caring, less-judgemental and forgiving person. Pain seems to show us the truth in others… the truth that all people, no matter what’s on the outside… have a heart capable of breaking on the inside. It gives me great comfort that I can now view the grief of my brothers death as somewhat of a gift to me – rather than nothing but a loss FEATURED IN Prize Challenges GROUP / FEATURED IN Creative Inspirations / FEATURED IN YOU’RE ACCEPTED GROUP / FEATURED IN FIRST THINGS GROUP / FEATURED IN TYPOGRAPHY GROUP / FEATURED IN THE ART OF PAIN GROUP t-shirt available .
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Carl Jung gave us many examples of synchronicity which give rise to experiences which are meaningful and inexplicable. I today experienced something myself. It is the anniversary of my mother’s death. This morning I was talking to my sister about the events which occurred that day. Our recollections varied. I know that I was always worrying about my mother. My mother’s passions were music, poetry, literature and singing. I loved to hear her sing. It made me feel that I was really at home when I was doing something and in the background I could hear her lovely voice. Just before she died I wrote a poem called The Cold Dark Night….I was eleven years old. The night was cold and yet I felt warm air, / I could feel love flowing somewhere. / As I looked around me I saw myself / Standing there. / Not at all a hero, / As I thought I was – but a beggar boy, / Standing in the streets that night. / It was all like a dream coming true, / And I had to live it all through. / I started to walk the country lane / In the midst of the dark night / And then I saw myself, again, as a different sight. / I saw myself, like a black shadow waiting for it’s prey / And then I began to walk slightly away / For I was scared of what I might see if I went ahead; / And then, just then, I saw myself….. As me. To a wonderful lady that continues to inspire me daily…. My mother…..Antoinette 3rd February 2009
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A very colourful cart full of flowers overlooking the bay in Argostoli, Kefalonia. / The town of Argostoli was devastated by the 1953 earthquake and very few original features remain. Although unlike Zakynthos town it was not rebuilt in its “venetian” style, it has an attractive waterfront which features a colourful fruit market, for farmers to sell their produce Please visit my website / / PaulThompsonPhotography Canon 5D Mk2 / ISO 100 / F16
The sixties awakened humanity’s heart / transforming traditional culture’s depart Historical perspectives tire of money as time / With modern progress costing our very last dime Leading edge thought seeks awareness within / silent we trek with respect to purposeful spin Trailblazing paths with effective resolve / to replace standard quality of life to evolve Uncluttering trappings and diversions of old / the dawning of a new reality begins to unfold Being as well as doing does nag us so deep / a virtue of consciousness surely will seep With love and forgiveness alive and well / to counterbalance fear and angers’ dwell Contributing thoughts, dreams and passions / for so many hungry souls universally to ration Our hearts will blossom with action to serve / humanity’s highest spiritual joy, it deserves As Cultural Creatives who cooperate, not compete / destiny’s transformation will soon be complete Awakened we are to our truest potential being / accepting and tolerant is the shift we’ll be seeing. TK Rosevear 7/29/09 This poem was inspired after reading a book today by Owen Waters called “The Shift”. An amazing confirmation of our stepping forward into New Reality consciousness, to experience new vistas of awareness and new levels of creativity. Following our hearts to express our inner joys through making our own meaningful contribution to the betterment of the world. I am grateful and believe that it is truly a great time to be alive! The Spiritual Shift Artwork created in photoshop7 with Wacom pen on blank canvas, just following my heart ~ then using fractilius filter, saturation and a little bit of light…
And the people who make them that way I painted this photograph I took for a good friend. Thanks for cking this out. Song Cuz if your friends are there then everythings alright /
This shot was made for a contest on another web site, with a “Signs” theme. I wanted to do something different, out of the box. The idea of making signs to someone crossed my mind, and I searched for a few words on ASLPro , a visual dictionary for the American Sign Language. You can look for the words friend and computer to see what this is all about. I thought that it would be nice to illustrate what makes a community like this one so great: Computer Friends! This is a SINGLE SHOT, not a composite of multiple images. I set the camera on a tripod with the settings described below and a 10-second timer. I used a brooder lamp on one side (45° angle) with three sheets of white paper to diffuse the light. I then stepped in front of a dark background, all dressed in black, and made the signs slowly, stopping from 3 to 6 seconds every now and then to allow the image to expose enough and imprint as clearly as possible. I converted to B&W in Photoshop and tweaked levels, curves and contrast a bit. It’s not a sharp image, and I don’t think that this could have been possible because it’s very hard to remain utterly still for 6 seconds. This one is the best of the 25 shots I made. Focal length 35 mm / ISO-100 / Aperture f/18 / Shutter 20 sec. Shot in manual mode with a 10-sec. timer / Nikon D60 / AF-S DX NIKKOR 18-55mm f3.5-5.6G VR Featured in Bits and Pieces on August 14, 2009 Featured in Studio Lighting on August 16, 2009
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This is Bailey, my bearded collie stuck trying to get through a tight stile in The Peak District on a long walk through the countryside. Please visit my website / / PaulThompsonPhotography Canon 5D Mk2 / F11 / ISO 100
A 360 degree planet of Lincoln Cathederal and surrounding buildings Please visit my website / PaulThompsonPhotography Canon 5DMk2 / F11 / ISO 100 / 16mm full frame / 8 shots / HDR / 1 Raw File splt into 3 exposures -2/0/+2 / Photomatix
My son and nephew having a deep and meaningful. / Can only imagine what they’re discussing ;)
Charcoal with Acrylic accents…9×12 vellum board oh what is she thinking…...
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