oils on canvas. - I have chronic bipolar disorder… it sucks, mostly. I don’t seem to be able to stop being too hot or too cold. I should probably get a house with air conditioning (I will just spray the conditioner I have in my bathroom up n down and all around and see if that helps.) I USED to have air conditioning at my house – I wrote on the controls in purple felt tip pen “for permed or colour treated air.” / OK well I have done all the remarkably simple tasks necessary for this morning and for me they were mammoth undertakings requiring much sweat and most of all, courage. Just have to ignore all the fear and go DO IT ALL ANYWAY. / Hm…I love the names of paints. Not the ones that they come up with for you to paint your house with. I have always thought I would be good at that though – / For your lounge “winter ferret” and for your kitchen, “happy exploding sunflower” and in your dining room, “fragrant maroon mice” with a split level in “hungry hungry hippo.” / Or not. / Real paints have names like crimson alizarin, burnt umber, spectrum yellow, French ultramarine, titanium white and cobalt blue. Somehow more real they elicit possibility like a blank white canvas or a snow-white untouched high cotton yield watercolour sheet. Like a beach without footprints or a wide green field of soft grass. At the same time they threaten to overwhelm me with their original unsullied beauty. / So, anyhoo, I sit here, naked in the cold because I choose to be, because I don’t care. I do believe, I do, that we are brilliant and unique, random, an act of somewhere silent, sliding through the world on the diamond flaws that everyone tries so hard to believe. Arbitrary, indiscriminately created, hacked open and carved from the world. / I have been remiss but that does not indicate that I have not been paying attention. / The distress abates by degrees, and by degree it returns and haunts and hurts. This is how it has always been. / I have even been up of late, yes directly up not even dysphoric. Can feel my fingers and toes tingle all day for no reason in slow waves of pleasure, hold them before my face, bend at the hip to pick lavender and put it in my pocket. Stretch strong and beautiful in the morning sun. / Just the tantalizing threads of it in my blood making me bite my cheeks and begin, once more, to push the worlds of my mind onto paper, to hold their drifting and stinging forms. / And it surges and falls like the sea, beats like wind against glass in my head. It has been a few days since I felt the irrational pleasure throb through my limbs. But ah, yes ah YES I know it will be back and soon and I will whisper to it and brush its feathers and ask it to stay stay stay. / I have been being very careful. I have not worked to the extent that I know I can, that I am pushed to and pressured in the back of my mind. I have even held back from the truth of my desires and have been making works that are gentle and lyrical. Before the storm. I have rational rationale that I must follow before I get all carried away and covered in paint inside and out. I do feel in a kind of limbo. I don’t know if this is happiness or not. I am lonely and dissatisfaction nests in my mind. Of course, of course. But limbo is better than purgatory and purgatory is better than hell. Often I feel… vague and unreal. / I stare so keenly at the moments days weeks without knowing that I am actually mad – this time, it does not possess the defining edge of reality that the very distortion and pain brings. How odd. Ridiculous. / ABSURD. And while I have this stillness, this ineptitude for subsistence there is always the star monster, world eater, inside me. It is inside us all, somewhere, elsewhere, else-when, telling us, calling to us in the night… / Don’t ever stop asking don’t ever ever stop reaching the answer to the question what is the meaning of life is the question what is the meaning of life. Breathe the sweet breath of madness tie your mind to itself in switches and arcs of pleasure and lights and pain, in stutters and twitches and flights and bursts of colour in your vision. / We are all so bound to lucidity. To rationalism. Ah hell. And to it we eventually return. / I wish I was my cat (the cat is dead, long live the cat!) “I am a brother to dragons / I am a companion to owls. / My skin is black upon me. / And my bones are burned with heat.” Ah my friends, my loving mad friends. I do so hope we all survive. / Spin through the random sky… faithless, of course. Faith in what? Paul
This is your chance to get really close to nature by picking up this close up cow. A Corrie Kuipers Original Design.
Up close and personal with a Highland Cow
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Locally owned and operated Market and Ice cream store/factory. Today is way too cold to stop in for a scoop. / / ..................................... / Click here to add me to your watch list. / .....................................
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A tractor is a vehicle specifically designed to provide a high tractive effort at slow speeds, for the purposes of hauling a trailer or machinery used in agriculture or construction. Most commonly, the term is used to describe the distinctive farm vehicle: agricultural implements may be towed behind or mounted on the tractor, and the tractor may also provide a source of power if the implement is mechanised. Another common use of the term is for the power unit of a semi-trailer truck.
makes no sense or does it?
Stopped on the on the roadside to see what I could see sort of thing and found myself to be the one being looked at. These 3 were just peering over an old stone fence keeping an eye out for what ever may happen.
I was driving along side some of the many paddocks that frequent my area (the Hawkesbury area) when I came across this cow, the light seemed to be pretty decent and seeing as how the cow was a few metres away I decided it would be a good opportunity to test out my new 55-200mm lens.. / The cow just would not look at me (unusual for a cow) and then finally it decided to sneak a glance so I snapped the shutter and this was the result.. / Post processing involved adjusting the exposure, contrast and levels, and then applying a vignette and a monochrome filter. / I havent uploaded anything for quite some time so I decided to throw this image to the wind and see if it flies or crashes and burns.. / As per usual comments and critiquing are more than welcome, and thanks very much for taking a look! Best viewed LARGE EXIF Data / Camera Body: Nikon D40 / Lens: AF-S DX Zoom-Nikkor 55-200mm f/4-5.6G ED / Date: 15/04/2008 / Time: 4:23pm / Aperture: f5.6 / Shutter: 1/320 / ISO: 200 / Focal Length: 200mm
The idea behind all the “Unwearables” range is that it is a comment on wearing t shirts with political or humourous content as a device to enhance your identity. To wear one of these “Unwearables” is both a challenge and an excerise in self commentary. Other T Shirts you may like! FIND ALL MY T SHIRTS AT MY STOREROOM
Am dedicating this to Nichole Schoff who bmailed me about 2mths ago, requesting a cow tshirt.. i feel so bad that i took so long to do this.. So sorry, Nicole.. n_n” Introducing Schmoo!!! Schmoo’s inspired from a cow i had back when i was working as a web designer.. Schmoo was a very quiet boy.. always there beside me as i work.. he’s very soft and cuddly!! i really love it when clients visit and saw him on my table.. lolz!! believe it or not, i’ve been trying to vector this design the last 3 days, but just couldn’t get it right.. OO” yea.. that bad… it’s just.. u know.. sooooo annoying when you can’t agree with the curves… i keep tweaking and tweaking and tweaking.. i got soooo annoyed, i decide to just try scan the actual drawing at 1200 dpi and voila!!! 8D eheheh… will keep trying to vector it.. i don’t believe i can’t vector it.. i will get the curves right!!! rofl~ XD Update: Here’s Schmoo, Vectored!! =D My Animal Friends Series: / Collaboration Designs with Karin: / Check out my profile for a quick thumbnail listing for all my designs! =D
Eheh.. i hope no one’s too annoyed by me and my postings this week.. i’ve been away for a month, i mean!! that’s like being deprived of chocolate for a month!! O_O” So now, meet Schmoo, VECTORED!!! funny how i manage to redo this whole drawing in one night, with the scanned reference.. it’s like, i can just get the curves just how i want it to beeeeee…. hehehehehhehehe~ XD this is drawn in the same style as Frothie with lotsa lotsa lines!! 8D Warning: i just sketched Schmoo earlier in the morning.. it’ll be a Just for Laugh version.. but don’t worry, won’t upload it until i got Julian’s new look done.. he’s be tugging my tee all day.. XD This design will be available on onesies/kids tee, magnets, keychains, buttons, keds, skateboards, apron as soon as i can, over at my zazzle gallery .. =D My Animal Friends Series: / Collaboration Designs with Karin: / Check out my profile for a quick thumbnail listing for all my designs! =D
I was mooching in a retro antiques store and I saw a set of plates that were over 50 years old. I redrew some of the designs and brought them together to form this unique T. I hope you like it Make sure you check out my Bubble Site for more great designs, examples of which you can see below.
Design also available on various products at my Zazzle Store / /
/ Canvas Print / / Framed Print / / Greeting Card Moonlit Tide coloured pencil, pencil, charcoal, pastels on paper another in the “Connections” series of dry media on paper, I completed this today. / this young lady dressed in her patterned hawaiian hibiscus moo moo, is representational of how healing still water is, particularly on a moonlit night at eventide. Peace, tranquility, harmony….oneness with nature
Miss Jersey and her little poll hereford friend get as close as they can , if only the barbed fence was’nt there ….......... My neighbours very spoilt calves !
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i just love cows ….... do you think it has to do with my love of pretty grass, or does it have to do with beef?.. most ly i just love those faces:) a shot I took quite a while back while hunting cows in the pastures alongside a road in Florida. / then I worked it with textures and warming filters.. and here is the moo result egrets hang around cattle to pick at the insects that hang around the cattle.. such a cool world we live in here is the ORIGINAL / info from “Breeds of Wildstock” here / The Charolais originated in west-central to southeastern France, in the old French provinces of Charolles and neighboring Nievre. The exact origins of the Charolais are lost to us but it must have been developed from cattle found in the area. Legend has it that white cattle were first noticed in the region as early as 878 A.D., and by the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries were well and favorably known in French markets, especially at Lyon and Villefranche. Selection developed a white breed of cattle which, like other cattle of continental Europe, were used for draft, milk and meat.
Taken at Wye Downs, Nr. Ashford Kent. HDR and Photoshop. Also seen on Flickr
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