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Do you ever get the feeling that your cat may not be as cute and gentle as it pretends to be. I have two cats, one is sweet but not overly bright and the second one plans the downfall of all other cats around her. I have this strange feeling that if you turn your back on her she would jump on internet and and look up plans on / “how to get rid of other pets and not get caught”.
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Ducks In The Woods /
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Winter Light..i wanted this too look like a painting and hopefully i have achieved this, this is one of the prettiest places i have been too, its almost magical at this spot. 2008. Lode Mill , Cambridgeshire .United Kingdom
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This is part of a bigger piece of painting. The original piece is acrylic on canvas. Enjoy! :)
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Minimalist abstract study of speeding cyclists, focusing more on the dynamics of the speed and motion of their movements / Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing 37 X 59 inches / 94 X 150 cm contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / .....................................................................................
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It’s amazing how many posters can be stuck to a telephone pole. you would never know it until you cut away a square section and paint a red dot on it. / “dot” was featured in the group Textures. “Dot” was featured in The Feature Fraternity
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Copyright 2008-2009 © Helen Chierego / This image is protected by copyright law and is not to be used without express written permission from the copyright holder. / Images may not be copied, reproduced, altered or used for any advertising, displays, any other web sites or for any business or promotional purpose or any other way (whole or in part) without prior written approval of the copyright holder. / All Rights Reserved An icon ot the western suburbs of Melbourne. I enjoyed many films during my childhood in this art deco building. Glad to see it enjoying a revival. / CLICK ON T-SHIRT / / SUN PICTURE THEATRE For Yvonne, Michelle and Margot / The world is revolving faster these days / How did it happen that twenty-four hours / Now seem like eighteen…or less? Back then / The Sun sign flickered day and night / Above the picture theatre, when we jumped / Off the Spotswood bus at Yarraville Station, / To ride the railway gates with the men / And boys, while the women stood back / They swung open like welcoming arms / Scooping us into the land of reel to reel Streamers propelled by light. In the Art Deco / Building with a half sun on top, glowing / Like an icon or cross on a church / Rising up over the sugar refinery, docks / And our real lives we never thought about / While we were in Hollywood, America / The good old U S of A in Australia singing God Save the Queen, while we stood head / To shoulder with women and men dressed in suits / And the other kids who knew all the words / To an anthem sung into our colonial heads / At school and on TV without needing a script / Or subtitles on the bottom of the screen / With a bouncing ball swooping over lyrics. At the matinee we sighed when the lights were dimmed / Slipping down into our seats and out of our bodies / Onto the screen where film goddesses always ended up / With impossible heroes we read about on Fantales wrappers / While we crunched through to chocolate inside vermillion / Jaffas and licked wafered vanilla icecreams. Chilled when the lights went out once upon a time / And the curtains opened to Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho / Mother told me to cover my eyes while / She held my ears and screamed so loudly / A rush of shivers snap froze the audience / To their seats. Black and white or / Technicolor…she liked a good murder. While her daughters plagiarised musicals / To re-enact on the front verandah for kids / Who lived on the Avenue. Costumes, makeup, / Some lousy script of song and dance everyone / Sat through and wanted more of every Saturday / After Mum had said: ‘Let’s go to the flicks’ / And we came home from that dreaming place Where the Sun is now derelict and only lights / Up for vandals, who make fires in the dress / Circle, front and back stalls, turning the floors / And ceiling into charcoal as delicate as Violet Crumble. Copyright Helen Chierego. (Note: I wrote this poem long before the revival of the theatre when the interior was still a burnt out ruin.) / / /
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“Home” painted on a warehouse wall at the Guinness Storehouse in Dublin, Ireland
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I was walking around the neighborhood last fall, looking for something to image when i came across this scene. The chair that was placed near some trash bins by a long abandoned government building. The light was just right and the texture of the scene really grabbed me. / “Alone” was featured in the group Rusty, Crusty and Falli… / “Alone” was featured in the group Live, Love, Dream / “Alone” was featured in Still Life Photography
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I think this image is something of an optical illusion. to me, it appears to bulge out, even though it’s concave. you decide.
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With gentleness, in your mind, / Tinting it all with feelings, / Every emotion of human kind. / Be willing to feel every heart, / And the desires it contains, / Including every nuance, / The joy, as well as the pain. / Dont forget to use all colors, / The pastels, tints, and hues, / That represent the wholeness / That Great Mystery can imbue. / Then sculpt the shapes of destiny, / The patterns great and small, / Weaving dark and light in unity, / Yet, unfolding within the all. / But what is the difference / In this world, and yesterday’s? / It is the final ingredient / That changes our former ways? / Reclaimed will and allowing / Makes the tomorrow….stand apart. / Unbound freedom of expression, / Illumination….the victory of the heart. / Jamie Sams / /
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She is regal, she is royal, she is every woman, she is you, she is me…she is strong in body mind and soul, she is timeless,...she is wise, she is free, this woman, “The Queen”... The Fourth in the series, her face is half turned to the viewer, looking away, conscious of her dignity, regal in her bearing, as if carved from the rarest wood... I have named you queen. / There are taller ones than you, taller. / There are purer ones than you, purer. / There are lovelier than you, lovelier. But you are the queen. When you go through the streets / no one recognizes you. / No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks / at the carpet of red gold / that you tread as you pass, / the nonexistent carpet. And when you appear / all the rivers sound / in my body, bells / shake the sky, / and a hymn fills the world. Only you and I, / only you and I, my love, / listen to it. Pablo Neruda Acrylic and Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico / The Masquerade / The Cameo
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Be quiet. / Don’t talk. / Listen. / And in the quiet / I heard whispers / Of ways and paths. / In the quiet / Direction given, / Hope shown. / In the quiet / Faith built. / On quietness. / The stillness of the wind / As it moves around / Not through / The path of trees / That stand firmly in the way. / Eyes open wide / To see, / Ears to hear / The Truth. / Spoken quietly / From a quiet heart. I. Brown Acrylic and Watercolour on Fabriano Paper / The Plea / Le Maquillage / The Queen / The Masquerade / The Cameo
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/ In my goal to portray women in all guises and emotions, here is the latetst addition to the collection..”The Temptation”....we all know what the feeling…temptation comes in many disguises…is she the temptress, or has she been tempted?make of her what you will… / When I was halfway through painting it, I remembered a picture I had seen in a magazine advertising lipstick….the model had her fingers on the open lips…. I thought they would be a perfect addititon to the painting, but I needed to see them again, just to be sure…. I frantically dug through my recycling bin (luckily we are having a garbage strike and everthing is still here) and found the picture…..the fingers were just what I needed…it was apparent that the picture had been buried in my subconscious, just waiting to emerge in this painting….I made the modifications to the image and here it is Acrylic and watercolour on Fabriano Paper.. 613 views…33 Favouritings.. FEATURED IN.. .. / CREATIVE CARDS / THE OUTSIDERS / THE DIVINE FEMININE / TOP TEN WINNER IN AVANTE GARDE CHALLENGE / TOP TEN CHALLENGE WIN IN PAINTED LADIES THE Demon, in my chamber high, / This morning came to visit me, / And, thinking he would find some fault, / He whispered: “I would know of thee Among the many lovely things / That make the magic of her face, / Among the beauties, black and rose, / That make her body’s charm and grace, Which is most fair?” Thou didst reply / To the Abhorred, O soul of mine: / “No single beauty is the best / When she is all one flower divine. When all things charm me I ignore / Which one alone brings most delight; / She shines before me like the dawn, / And she consoles me like the night. The harmony is far too great, / That governs all her body fair, / For impotence to analyse / And say which note is sweetest there. O mystic metamorphosis! / My senses into one sense flow— / Her voice makes perfume when she speaks, / Her breath is music faint and low!” ..Baudelaire / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage / The Queen / The Masquerade / The Cameo
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“Beauty is not a need but an ecstasy. / It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth, / But rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted. / It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear, / But rather an image you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears. / It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw, / But rather a garden forever in bloom and a flock of angels for ever in flight. / Beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. / But you are life and you are the veil. / Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. / But you are eternity and you are the mirror”. Kahlil Gibran..”The Prophet… Gouache and Watercolour on Arches Not Paper… FEATURED IN THE FOLLOWING GROUPS.. / INSPIRED ART.. / THE PATCHWORK.. / CREATIVE CARDS / FINE ARTS INFLUENCED BY LITERATURE / The Star / The Night / The Disguise / The Temptation / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage / The Queen / The Masquerade / The Cameo
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“The Party” or the party goer..either way her eyes speak volumes as all the other in the series do…the party goes on…is it life…the chatter, unrhymed, no listeners, mistrust? / “You cannot read me like an open book, I’m more myself than you will ever look”, the poem states…and later “Will no one listen to my song, i shan’t be with you very long”...a lot to think about... Gouache and WAtercolour on Arches Not Paper Unrhymed, unrhythmical, the chatter goes: / Yet no one hears his own remarks as prose. / Beneath each topic tunelessly discussed / The ground-bass is reciprocal mistrust. / The names in fashion shuttling to and fro / Yield, when deciphered, messages of woe. / You cannot read me like an open book. / I’m more myself than you will ever look. / Will no one listen to my little song? / Perhaps I shan’t be with you very long. / A howl for recognition, shrill with fear, / Shakes the jam-packed apartment, but each ear / Is listening to its hearing, so none hear...Auden / The Beauty / The Star / The Night / The Disguise / The Temptation / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage / The Queen / The Masquerade / The Cameo
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Who is Silvia? what is she, / That all our swains commend her? / Holy, fair, and wise is she; / The heaven such grace did lend her, / That she might admirèd be. / Is she kind as she is fair? / For beauty lives with kindness. / Love doth to her eyes repair, / To help him of his blindness, / And, being helped, inhabits there. / Then to Silvia let us sing, / That Silvia is excelling; / She excels each mortal thing / Upon the dull earth dwelling: / To her let us garlands bring...Shakespeare Watercolour on Arches Not Paper FEATURED IN THE FOLLOWING GROUPS… / CREATIVE CARDS.. / IMPRESSIONIST ART / FINE ART / The Riddle / Illusion / The Wish / Virtue / The Party / The Beauty / The Star / The Night / The Temptation / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage
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We see you as we see a face / That trembles in a forest place / Upon the mirror of a pool / Forever quiet, clear and cool; / And in the wayward glass, appears / To hover between smiles and tears, / Elfin and human, airy and true, / And backed by the reflected blue...Katharine by / R.L.Stevenson When this painting was finished, I could not help but think of Stevenson’s “Katharine” and her “elfin” face…this delicate “quiet and cool” beauty seems to “mirror” his “trembling face, hovering between smiles and tears”.. Watercolour on Arches Not Paper / Sylvia / The Riddle / Illusion / The Wish / Virtue / The Party / The Beauty / The Star / The Night / The Temptation / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage
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As in Bathsheba Everdene, from Thomas Hardy’s “Far from the Madding Crowd”...within a short time of arriving at her aunt’s house, Bathsheba has the neighbouring young men at her feet…independent, beautiful and intelligent, she rises quickly when she inherits her uncle’s farm, then shocks everyone by deciding to manage it herself…..her three suitors are each determined to marry her.. / “The book (which I have read a zillion times), has been described as an early piece of feminist literature, since it features an independent woman with the courage to defy convention by running a farm herself. Although Bathsheba’s passionate nature leads her into serious errors of judgment, Hardy endows her with sufficient resilience, intelligence, and good luck to overcome her youthful folly”.wiki Watercolour on Arches Not Paper / Katharine / Sylvia / The Riddle / Illusion / The Wish / Virtue / The Party / The Beauty / The Star / The Night / The Temptation / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage
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When exactly nine years had passed since this gracious being appeared to me, as I have described, it happened that on the last day of this intervening period this marvel appeared before me again, dressed in purest white, walking between two other women of distinguished bearing, both older than herself. As they walked down the street she turned her eyes toward me where I stood in fear and trembling, and with her ineffable courtesy, which is now rewarded in eternal life, she greeted me; and such was the virtue of her greeting that I seemed to experience the height of bliss. It was exactly the ninth hour of day when she gave me her sweet greeting. As this was the first time she had ever spoken to me, I was filled with such joy that, my senses reeling, I had to withdraw from the sight of others. So I returned to the loneliness of my room and began to think about this gracious person. Dante (La Vita Nuova III) Dante first met Beatrice when he was nine and she was a year younger…he was entranced with her, but they did not meet again until nine years later..he went home and wrote what is considered to be one of the worlds greatest romantic poems, “La Vita Nuova”... many painters have recorded their meeting on the bridge…however there is only one (presumed) portrait of her…I discovered it after I painted this and there is no resemblance.. / Dante thought her angelic…I hope you think the same of my Beatrice... Watercolour on Arches Not Paper 292 VIEWS FEATURED IN PIMT TWICE / FEATURED IN HAND DRAWN OR PAINTED ART OF HAPPINESS OR JOY / Rafaela / Autumn / Bathsheba / Katharine / Sylvia / The Riddle / Illusion / The Wish / Virtue / The Party / The Beauty / The Star / The Night / The Temptation / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage
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\ / My idea of a holy picture, like the ones we used to have when we were little with a contemporary feel to it. St Agnes of Rome (c. 291 – c.304 virgin–martyr) is often depicted carrying a little lamb. She is the patron saint of chastity, gardeners, girls, engaged couples, rape victims, and virgins. Read more about her here in Wikepedia and more in my recent journal here the poem The Eve of St Agnes by John Keats (thanx to izzybeth for reminding me of it to include here)
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