Pablo
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The cover art I did for a magazine feature on the Big Day Out 2007. / I own copyright on this image so there are no reproduction issues. -Leith O’Malley. More information here - / - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - - / - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – / - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - -
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Had a little fun at Pablo’s expense.. / Pablo Picasso’s Blue Period refers to a series of paintings in which the color blue dominates and which he painted between 1901 and 1904. / I decided to turn that into his “blues” period, hence he is holding a harmonica.. You know you want one..
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Pablo was at the wedding with his Mom and Dad, dads sister, Kirstens wedding to Mike to be exact but he decided to keep a low profile. / Taken in Co. Kerry, Southern Ireland in the late 1990’s.
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subject: Pablo Ruiz Picasso (1881 – 1973) was a Spanish painter and sculptor. One of the most recognized figures in 20th century art, he is best known as the co-founder of cubism, along with Georges Braque. / ............................................................................................. / medium: Black ink on 150gsm acid free white card. / ............................................................................................. / size: 21cm x 29.7cm (A4) / / ............................................................................................. / New original art listed every Sunday night in my eBay store
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Ink and pen drawing /
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This is a timeless image of the Pacific ocean with beautiful color hues of blue that meld into the horizon. Pablo Neruda, the brilliant Chilean poet often wrote of the sea with astounding metaphors. / “Enigmas, You’ve asked me what the lobster is weaving there with his golden feet? I reply, the ocean knows this. You say, what is the ascidia waiting for in its transparent belly? What is it waiting for? I tell you it is waiting for time, like you. You ask me whom the Macrocystis alga hugs in its arms? Study, study it, at a certain hour, in a certain sea I know. You question me about the wicked tusk of the narwhal, and I reply by describing how the sea unicorn with the harpoon in it dies. You inquire about the kingfisher’s feathers, which tremble in the pure springs of the southern tides? Or you’ve found in the cards a new question touching on the crystal architecture of the sea anemone, and you’ll deal that to me now? You want to understand the electric nature of the ocean spines? The armored stalactite that breaks as it walks? The hook of the angler fish, the music stretched out in the deep places like a thread in the water? I want to tell you the ocean knows this, that life in its jewel boxes is endless as the sand, impossible to count, pure, and among the blood-colored grapes time has made the petal hard and shiny, made the jellyfish full of light and untied its knot, letting its musical threads fall from a horn of plenty made of infinite mother-of-pearl. I am nothing but the empty net which has gone on ahead of human eyes, dead in those darknesses, of fingers accustomed to the triangle, longitudes on the timid globe of an orange. I walked around as you do, investigating the endless star, and in my net, during the night, I woke up naked, the only thing caught, a fish trapped inside the wind.” / Pablo Neruda (Please view in larger format) / Translated by Robert Bly
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Trees have so many sizes, shapes and many anthropomorphic forms. I love the massive strenth of the brances as they tower over me demonstrating the power and beauty of nature. This appears to be a woman reflecting the light and dark parts of her soul as her tall long elegant skirt reaches far above me. I am reminded of a poem by Pablo Neruda, “I like For You To Be Still.” “I Like You To Be Still.” ....as all things are filled with my soul you emerge from things, filled with soul You are like my soul, a butterfly of dream, and you are like the word Melancholy. I like for you to be still and you seem so far away It sounds like you were lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove. And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you. Let me come to be still in your silence.” / Pablo Neruda
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F.W. acrylic ink on bristol paper
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Ink Drawing /
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“Art is the elimination of the unnecessary – Pablo Picasso“
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*Oil and oil stick on Canvas (Diptych) 120×180 cm / Francis Keevil Gallery / Double Bay Sydney / Dec 11 – 25th 2008. (SOLD) “The Painters” are Andy Warhol, Jackson Pollock, Pablo Picasso and Frida Kahlo. It’s a homage of sorts to several artists I have been interested in over the years. / There is a degree of metaphor interwoven throughout this large work which had been hanging on my studio wall for quite some time in various degrees of completion whilst I procrastinated over changes and over painting areas. / Finally out of the studio though and bound for someones home eventually. Incidently, the “hand” earring that Frida Kahlo is wearing was a gift from Pablo Picasso whom she met while in Paris. The hand makes reference at what is called in Mexico “milagros”. Milagros are pieces made of wax or ivory shaped in the form of the part of the human body that the person wants to be healed, and left on the altar of the Saint they pray to. Some close ups:
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pablo lives in venice & he has a magic pen that marks lines all around him
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pablo lives in Venice & where ever he may go, he leaves a trail of mysterious lines behind with his magic pen.
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Augustus Pablo
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Ode To Wine – Pablo Neruda / / Day-colored wine, / night-colored wine, / wine with purple feet / or wine with topaz blood, / wine, / starry child / of earth, / wine, smooth / as a golden sword, / soft / as lascivious velvet, / wine, spiral-seashelled / and full of wonder, / amorous, / marine; / never has one goblet contained you, / one song, one man, / you are choral, gregarious, / at the least, you must be shared. / At times / you feed on mortal / memories; / your wave carries us / from tomb to tomb, / stonecutter of icy sepulchers, / and we weep / transitory tears; / your / glorious / spring dress / is different, / blood rises through the shoots, / wind incites the day, / nothing is left / of your immutable soul. / Wine / stirs the spring, happiness / bursts through the earth like a plant, / walls crumble, / and rocky cliffs, / chasms close, / as song is born. / A jug of wine, and thou beside me / in the wilderness, / sang the ancient poet. / Let the wine pitcher / add to the kiss of love its own. My darling, suddenly / the line of your hip / becomes the brimming curve / of the wine goblet, / your breast is the grape cluster, / your nipples are the grapes, / the gleam of spirits lights your hair, / and your navel is a chaste seal / stamped on the vessel of your belly, / your love an inexhaustible / cascade of wine, / light that illuminates my senses, / the earthly splendor of life. But you are more than love, / the fiery kiss, / the heat of fire, / more than the wine of life; / you are / the community of man, / translucency, / chorus of discipline, / abundance of flowers. / I like on the table, / when we’re speaking, / the light of a bottle / of intelligent wine. / Drink it, / and remember in every / drop of gold, / in every topaz glass, / in every purple ladle, / that autumn labored / to fill the vessel with wine; / and in the ritual of his office, / let the simple man remember / to think of the soil and of his duty, / to propagate the canticle of the wine.
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My mum bought this beautiful “Gallery” Dahlia called “Pablo” for me for Mothers day!! that is different! It is such a beautiful cheery colour which would brighten any winter garden and is a joy to behold. This image is straight from the camera with text added in Photoshop. Taken with my Canon40DSLR macro lens, thanks for visiting
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Canto della tristezza – Pablo Neruda Non resta che invocare il tuo nome, creatore della vita: / soffro, ma tu soltanto sei nostro amico! / Parliamo solo il tuo incantevole linguaggio, / diciamo il perché della mia tristezza: / Cerco la grazia dei tuoi fiori, / l’allegria dei tuoi canti, i tuoi tesori. / Dicono che in cielo vi sia gioia, / vita e letizia: lì risuona il tamburo, / il canto è incessante e con esso si dissolvono / il nostro pianto e la tristezza, / nella sua casa dimora la vita… / questo sanno i vostri cuori, / oh principi! Pablo Neruda
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pointillism inspired by picasso shapes…done with great respect. / pen and ink on cardboard, 8×10
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This is my homage to one of the most creative and beloved Cuban singer/composers of all times. Pablo Milanés. / And this is one of the songs that I love the most: (please scroll down for translated version)) El tiempo pasa. Nos vamos poniendo viejos. / Yo el amor no lo reflejo como ayer / En cada conversación, cada beso, cada abrazo / Se impone siempre un pedazo de razón. Vamos viviendo, viendo las horas que van pasando. / Las viejas discusiones se van perdiendo entre las razones / Porque años atrás tomar tu mano, robarte un beso, / Sin forzar el momento hacía parte de una verdad A todo dices que sí. A nada digo que no / Para poder construir esta tremenda armonía / Que pone viejo los corazones Porque el tiempo pasa. Nos vamos poniendo viejos. / Yo el amor no lo reflejo como ayer / En cada conversación, cada beso, cada abrazo / Se impone siempre un pedazo de temor. / / (I made an extracted translation for you to understand it) Time passes. We are getting old / And I can´t reflect my love as I did yesterday / In each conversation / Every kiss every hug, a piece of reason / Is always imposed We live. Viewing hours. How they pass / The old arguments have been lost / Among the reasons / Because years ago to take your hand / and to steal a kiss without stretching the time / It was part of a truth. / / You say yes to all / I don´t say no to nothing / To build this tremendous harmony / That makes hearts grow old Cause Time passes. We are getting old / And I can´t reflect my love as I did yesterday / In each conversation / Every kiss every hug, a piece of fear / Is always imposed This is an old video of Pablo Milanés performing this song.
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Scene from Rodeo, California on Pablo Bay in Northern California.
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