Work – life – imbalance I have been reduced to the smallest of stunts, the most oblivious of margins. I have been comminuted a…
Work – life – imbalance I have been reduced to the smallest of stunts, the most oblivious of margins. I have been comminuted and discharged across the seven seas. Dissolved, impotent and ephemeral, I am pissed off. — I have been quartered. Made to share a bed with the monster of mediocrity. It scowls at my nakedness until I get dressed then tells me to get a job. I forget why. — I have been betrayed. Overrun by a tyranny of greed and leisure. I am shoved into a field, or office, or factory. I come home with money to exchange for the things I made yesterday. We are all in the same boat. It is sinking.
/ Need I say more?
/ Need I say more?
Time to get a real job,so my uploads wont be as frequent,like it will make a big difference…monetary gain for spiritual loss,a freezing…
Time to get a real job,so my uploads wont be as frequent,like it will make a big difference…monetary gain for spiritual loss,a freezing of the souls ambitions,a death of sorts.
In Trafalga square, London, there stands an empty fourth plinth. It has been empty for two hundred years. Now contemporary works of art a…
In Trafalga square, London, there stands an empty fourth plinth. It has been empty for two hundred years. Now contemporary works of art are chosen to stand on the plinth for the public to admire. Anthony Gormley, artist and sculptor, won the last bid to have work on the plinth. He proposed to put living sculptures, members of the public, chosen randomly by computer, on the plinth for an hour at a time, around the clock for a hundred days. This art work is called ‘One and Other’ and is attracting much attention in the square every day. A snapshot/ portrait of Britain. I even applied to go on the plinth and while, as yet, I have not been successful, I have been part of a group that has been involved helping Charlotte plan her hour on the plinth. Our hour of fame is drawing nigh. On Sunday 16th August, at 4pm British time, Charlotte will be raised up on the plinth. She is going to promote the new charity ‘Hope for Justice’. This charities mission is to “Rescue trafficked people; restore lives through rehabilitation and pursue justice by prosecuting those responsible.” Our church ‘act group’ will be supporting Charlotte on the ground.Slavery is not dead. We will be highlighting this fact. I would like to invite you to watch this “art work” on line. Google, ‘one and other’ and watch on line, live at 4pm Sunday or watch later by going into plinther and looking for the slot. Please leave a comment there for the Hope for Justice ‘performance’. Leave a comment for me here.Let me know what you think of the performance and answer the question “Is it art?”. My work this year, second year of my fine art degree, will revolve around this project. I propose to document the event in paint – painting portraits of the ‘portrait for Britain’ .Your comments, as artists, will be an interesting, helpful and appreciated observartion. Thank you
Please read this list think about every purchase and see the companies that pro…
Please read this list think about every purchase and see the companies that profit from not only the exploitation of children, but the denial of work to adults.
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Thanks to the group, “Southern Style: A Downhome Perspective” for featuring: Also, thank you to the group, “Sleeping Creatures for featuring: Thank you to the “Family Unlimited” group for featuring: And finally to “Southern United Artists” for featuring:
Eroticism in exotic endeavours has led the men of our Western culture to trade their ’Mrs’ for a foreign model. Hyandai and Toyota metaph…
Eroticism in exotic endeavours has led the men of our Western culture to trade their ’Mrs’ for a foreign model. Hyandai and Toyota metaphors aside, instead let us magnify tales of mail order brides. The language barrier between man and bride lies wide open, as do her submissive legs. Why, for the men of Australia, is the overseas model an upgrade? Sophie Lane reports. “More?”. The one English word which all foreign mistresses should familiarise themselves with before holding hands with unsatisfied 50 year old men nationwide. In responding to their new found loves’ endless qualms of selfishness, this utterance will serve them well in the purpose of satisfying the green eyed monster embodied in the unfaithful man. If we are to take on the notions of ‘men are from Mars, women are from Venus’ in helping us understand the foreign bride phenomena, ‘opposites attract’ may provide some answers. For centuries many members of the male gender have found exotic women arousing. This comes as no surprise. The dark skin, mysterious language and flittering eyes of one woman who’s nagging need not reply to thanks to abundant language barriers. It only takes one glance of the personal classifieds to see that foreign foreplay is in high demand. Snap out of shallow shadows, place aesthetics aside, and we find ourselves asking why? Upon first impressions, my own father’s new bride looked much more like that of a twelve year old exchange student than an exotic seductress. As ‘Hello Kitty’ gleamed back at me from a baby pink sweater, it was hard to believe that my fifty year old father was pursuing this woman half his age. I myself know the harshness of judgement based solely on appearances so I slipped hello kitty back in the kennel and waited for another reason to hate my father’s new choice. A silent greeting led me to realise that Miss Malaysia was confused by English greetings. So how was my father in a relationship with this stranger? “Adult’s have certain desires they need to fulfil” is a common excuse for my father’s next endeavour. In the application of this mantra to the foreign bride phenomena I can only cringe in the thought of pink-tracksuit-woman as a sex slave. I swallow the home made Asian stir fry and almost choke on a bok choy. Sex aside, as I see my dad shovelling this exquisite meal prepared by his very own woman, I know the next reason for his new love for china town. Food. Previous meals with my father consisted of canned tomato soup, and on special occasions canned chicken soup. Helpless in the kitchen, unsatisfied in the bedroom, Dad’s luck is looking up thanks to the four foot mail order bride hunched over the kitchen sink. Without the fortune of Michael Jackson, altering ones skin tone and visual heritage is out of reach. So for the Aussie wife, apart from exotic visuals, what does she lack when her ex reaches for Vietnamese over the great VB? In discovering why the Western woman cannot meet the standards of foreign females in present times, looking to the gender roles of man and wife before us can lead to insight. During the 1950’s and 60’s, women were everything the Bali bride embodies, and more (speaking English is a useful quality in Australia based relationships). Bread winner Barry greets Sadie the cleaning lady with “Honey I’m home”, and a well prepared meal is undoubtedly followed by marital intimacy. Thanks to the bra burnings of yesteryear female empowerment is now at its peak. Women wear the pants, pay the bills, don’t cook the meals and use their bodies as they please. With a loss of domination in the Western world the men of Australia step back to countries of less stature. In foreign lands women often remain at the bottom of the social chain, just what Dad ordered. In placing myself within the foreign bride situation, I find it hard to understand wanting to be held captive in a foreign country with a man double my age demanding food, sex and food. Alas, having a home away from third world conflict presents priceless to the foreign female. I’m happy for Hello Kitty in finding a home away from the dangers of poverty, but I am disappointed that my own father prefers the domination of a submissive female over the love of his own family. By Sophie Lane
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