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Illustration CS3 / —-—-—-—-—— This is a reminder for all those late night walks with friends where there was always one person who pretends to be a stealthy ninja or assassins… Happy Eating!!
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Yes, before you say it … strange! :-) As of July 2009, this painting has had 4,217 viewings and has been favourited 65 times and had 134 comments, so I guess someone out there likes it. Many thanks for your enthusiasm. To be candid though, I’ll never cease to be amazed at its reception, as I didn’t spend too much time on it and even kept it out of my portfolio for ages as I thought it was sub-standard. THIS HAS BEEN FEATURED BY BRITISH PAINTERS GROUP – 26th June 2009
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Squirrel from Łazienki park in Warsaw, Poland. They’re all very friendly here and even eat from people hands or sometimes crawl their legs. :-) Canon 400D
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Oil on Canvas
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Girls Talk / There are some things you can’t cover up with lipstick and powder…. Image copyright © 2009 Shanina Conway. / Copying and displaying or redistribution of this image without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited See the talented Dave Edmunds with the classic Girls Talk on Youtube here
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Original: oil on canvas. / Size: 110cm X 90cm / More on this painting in the journal CLICK HERE / – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - - I imagined Pablo popping into the studio one night whilst painting..* I often wonder about what it would be like to talk to one of the many renowned artists from years gone by. Particularly the ones who have inspired my own work in some way. I’m really not convinced Pablo Picasso was as difficult a character as the media made him out to be. What sort of conversation would one have with someone like that if he was sitting having coffee in my studio? What would he have to say about my own work and what comments would he offer on the painting I was working on? I’m sure we could share a laugh or two…maybe about his poor English, maybe about my lousy coffee. One sunny afternoon not that long ago, I started preparing a large canvas with a menagerie of oil colour and impasto medium using a spatula and large flat brush. I’d recently watched an autobiographical Jackson Pollock movie and was enjoying taking risks with several cans of paint, a dripping stick and some time on my hands. I always had in mind that eventually the whole canvas would get several washes of burnt sienna so wasn’t too concerned about the clash of colours that afternoon. I’d covered some of this ground with an earlier “Coltrane” painting although I was leaning more towards a Basquiat feel with that piece. I really wasn’t thinking too much past the fact that I simply wanted to have a shot at creating an abstract work I would be pleased with. So I was quietly confident the burnt sienna wash the next morning would pull this whole thing together. After highlighting shadow areas with burnt umber and rubbing back some sections of the painting with a rag, I was pleasantly surprised at how it was turning out, and left it at that on the easel for the next few days. I had four other paintings on the go at that stage (“Red Dust Girl” series) along with another new painting called “Nighthawk”. I would work on these intermittently and every now and again glance over at this new abstract sitting on the easel at the other end of the room. You think about a lot of things when you are painting. Maybe painting is really pondering.. I don’t know. One thing is for sure though, you resolve a lot of things which aren’t always on the canvas in front of you. It’s when the magic happens . Greek mythology speaks of the “muse” as a source of inspiration, accessible by artists and generally restricted to artists. The muse is not in itself a delusion or hallucination, but rather a myth to which writers, musicians, painters, and more are able to credit the conception of their art to. I agree that something unexplainable and mysterious does occur during the creative process and I am continually surprised at what can emerge from a blank canvas if you invite any possibility. I’m not sure what it was that particular night but I started to see something missing in the abstract and it was bugging me. I continued painting one of the Red Dust Girl works and somewhere between the French jazz I was listening to and the second glass of merlot, I started thinking about Picasso. Something about this new abstract reminded me of his work but I didn’t know what. The next few days I buried myself in two old Picasso hard backs I managed to borrow from a local library. One particular book focused on his charcoal work and I fell in love with his “Study for Circus Performers” so much that I cut one picture out and pasted it into my notebook (hopefully the librarian won’t find out). In the later stages of the painting I wanted to collage this onto the work but changed my mind. I’ve revisited Picasso’s work many times over the years and still find myself quite subjective about it. I love his early more figurative, labored pictures along with the pink and blue period but was surprised by his change in style to the abstract in later years. I continued to work on the other paintings over the next few days and pondered again the Picasso connection with the abstract at the far end of the studio. One of the books I had borrowed was sitting on the painting stool next to it. From a portrait on the front cover Picasso seemed to be looking right back. It was an amusing moment and I was struck with the thought of what it would be like if someone like him “just dropped in”. It didn’t take me long to realize the missing piece for the painting, which is ironic considering the inclusion of the collaged piece of a jigsaw puzzle in the foreground of the finished work. So Picasso finally dropped by. We talked. I painted. Sometimes painting leads you into unexpected places, and as the saying goes “if you don’t know where you’re going.. any road will get you there”. Another coffee Pablo? / /
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Featured in 100% Group / Featured In Core Group ©Angi Baker / Listen and See Video Here This is a collaboration with Myself & Petmagnet, she wanted me to see what I could do with a few of her images, thanks so much Pet for letting me play with them… Please be sure to check out some more of her lovely shots… /
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This was inspired by the recollection of many a time spent feeling just like this. At times if I am lucky I still can – but it is much harder to acheive as an adult. Gouache, ink pen, print collage on cartridge paper. This image has not been tidied up – I like its flaws.
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“Don’t talk to strangers / ‘Cause they’re only there to do you harm / Don’t write in starlight / ‘Cause the words may come out real Don’t hide in doorways / You may find the key that opens up your soul / Don’t go to heaven / ‘Cause it’s really only hell” Ronnie James Dio Model – my brother Serg…
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A red eyed tree frog i found asleep on top of my fish tank!!!, After a whole day & half the night i was concerned!, so i moved it out onto the bromeliad plant, it woke up & this is what i caught!!! Sooo cute…
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All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Anne Staub. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of any of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from myself is prohibited. All rights reserved.
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Full Bodied Conversations
by Daniel RarelaIt is not just by luck, my love / That the tip of my tongue / Can trace a perfect line / To the small of your back / From the top of your spi…
The fact that I am an unbelievably flawed Christian, along with the fact that I’m so ambivalent and unsure about my sexuality, made this a poem that took quite a bit of time for me to write. I really had to slowly digest and chew on my somewhat limited knowledge about sex (I promise you, I’m not holding my head high right now), and figure out what exactly lovemaking was meant to be. I was also inspired by Ishle Park’s poem entitled Pussy when writing this. As entertaining as it was, it kind of annoyed me that she wrote a poem about sex that was completely focused on people’s private parts, when sex is so much more than that. So in this poem of mine, I made a conscious decision to not mention “penis” or “pussy” at all, and give a chance for the rest of the human body to be the star of the show. To heck with restricting the term “sex organ” to the area between your legs, guys – your entire body is a sex organ, and you’ll do good to remember that!
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My entry for the ‘Sound’ comp. / If you like it, please vote for it when voting opens! ;) Image of how it should look: /
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Robert De Niro – Martin Scorsese “Taxi Driver”
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Jiving Jedi Knight himself – Yoda on the bass guitar
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Superokay! presents: Monkey Talk
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Autumn Gold Colours / Reflections of Beauty / Clouds and Sky Reflections on Chena River Lakes / Alaska North Star Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved Featured Art 15 June 2009 Descriptions On Silence and Talking / We Indians know about silence. We aren’t afraid of it. In fact, to us it is more powerful than words. Our elders were schooled in the ways of silence, and they passed that along to us. Watch, listen, and then act, they told us. This is the way to live. Watch the animals to see how they care for their young. Watch the elders to see how they behave. Watch the white man to see what he wants. Always watch first, with a still heart and mind, then you will learn. When you have watched enough, then you can act. With you it’s the opposite. You learn by talking. You reward the kids who talk the most in school. At your parties everyone is trying to talk. In your work you are always having meetings where everyone interrupts everyone else, and everyone talks five, ten, or a hundred times. You say it is ‘working out a problem’. When you are in a room and it is quiet you get nervous. You have to fill the space with sound. So you talk right away, before you even know what you are going to say. White people like to argue. They don’t even let each other finish sentences. They are always interrupting. To Indians this is very disrespectful and even very stupid. If you start talking, I’m not going to interrupt you. I will listen. Maybe I will stop listening if I don’t like what you are saying. But I won’t interrupt you. When you are done I will make my decision on what you said, but I won’t tell you if I disagree with you unless it is important. Otherwise I will just be quiet and go away. You have told me what I need to know. There is nothing more to say. But this isn’t enough for most white people. People should think of their words like seeds. They should plant them, then let them grow in silence. Our old people taught us that the earth is always speaking to us, but that we have to be silent to hear her. / There are lots of voices besides ours. Lots of voices. / Lakota Wisdom Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi
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Inspired by stock very kindly taken from / http://www.book-of-light-stock.deviantart.com/ Lyrics by Talking Heads Well we know where were goin’ / But we dont know where we’ve been / And we know what were knowin’ / But we cant say what we’ve seen / And were not little children / And we know what we want / And the future is certain / Give us time to work it out Were on a road to nowhere / Come on inside / Takin’ that ride to nowhere / Well take that ride Im feelin okay this mornin / And you know, / Were on the road to paradise / Here we go, here we go Chorus Maybe you wonder where you are / I don’t care / Here is where time is on our side / Take you there…take you there Were on a road to nowhere / Were on a road to nowhere / Were on a road to nowhere There’s a city in my mind / Come along and take that ride / And its all right, baby, its all right And its very far away / But its growing day by day / And its all right, baby, its all right They can tell you what to do / But they’ll make a fool of you / And its all right, baby, its all right Road to nowhere
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