Hi everyone! This is today’s work,
one of my new projects.
A night shot with slow shutter speed on Loch na Lathaich Isle of Mull that came out so nice it was perfect for abstract work.
As a second layer it still has a long way to go.
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Nuit étoilée (starry night) final result!
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It is not easy to juggle two different types of Media facilities (Instagram LIFE_PAINTINGS) at least for my generation, born with computers being a rarity 😉
Nevertheless, I finally got down to post my latest work!
I’m curious & excited to get your feedback for this one.
I enjoyed so much the whole process that I got straight back on to another project after that!
The stars are faithful to the Jackson Pollock method which I find myself gravitate toward from time to time…
Here are the 1st & 2nd Gesso layer.
Ground layer for Nuit étoilée
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2nd layer
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Venice the beautiful!
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This photo is special to me.
It’s the less traveled “streets” of Venice.
The ones you can stop by and absorb the
Depth, its color, shadows and reflections…
In short all it has to offer to the knowing eye
The one who has already witnessed the Venice of
Sequins and glitter… curious of its authenticity
Thirsty for its poetic form shrouded in dreamy
quality.
Seeking solace in its troglodyte spots.
P.s
I am going to have to take time off for my family.
Exams are approaching & I need to be there & offer my support
we then go into summer holidays.
My apologies but I will be back hopefully with a whole bunch
of summer light in my photography 🙂
Fading into nothingness
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Sometimes,
We are afraid to let go of old habits
Because it might turn us into nothing
But,
NOTHING is louder than all claims
NOTHING is saying I AM
It is saying Different
NOTHING is contrary to claiming
Yet,it is the strongest one…
It is BEING.
you cradle them from far…
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You invite the houses
From far, cradle them
In your fold, consoling
Their ephemeral shadows.
wild pastures
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Newly found pastures
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Disheartened,
Writing of
No solace
Empathizing
With others
Never himself,
Attempting
Without
Attaining.
He roams
Encaged in
His sphere
Dreaming of
Wild pastures
Liberating his
Chained mind
Free from
Himself, others,
Their recognizance
Zoetic within… (1)
Acknowledging,
Approving
His reflection
Every morn
With pride,
Delight.
Insufflating
Promised
Affirmations
Inviting
Aura
Second
Upon second
Edifying his
Umbrage
Kindling that
Spark he was
Born with.
The one
Discarded
While tracing
Jots of glitter,
Searing footmarks
In the dust of
Interpretations
Flickering…
_ _ _ _ _ _
He decides
Then & there
To let it burst
Into a glow
Never to be
Extinguished…
_ _ _ _ _ _
Elated by his
New findings
Accoladed by
His long lost
Accomplice
He shouts
& raves at
His self-imposed
Steeples while
Fostering his
Newly found
Wild pastures.
(1)
Zoetic.
Pertaining to life,
Living, vital.
Mirror, mirror…
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Whichever side
You blend in pride
Nature in wait
Spring at the gate
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Totally blending
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this tiny,yellow,luminous dot
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I am all that and more
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I have become a tiny yellow dot in the vastness of the galaxies.
Sustaining the starry Prussian blue summer nights
A ball of fury, scorching the moving sands of the deserts
I pick up the privileged, caress them with golden dust
Feed the hungry so they do not congeal in the glaze of a frozen statue.
Your friend or foe, sweet or acrid, hunter…
Pick your cards, choose your destiny.
For I am, the face you want to see…
The choice, the thought you want to feed.
I invade or pervade every square inch of your deepest
I come and go, I am constant.
Blow and form everything into shape
Travel the paths that have been borrowed,
That have not.
I embrace what is shy and simmer what is in the making.
I tread on unfalteringly, come uninvited,
Open doors, crash through walls undeterred.
Grab you in a dance frenzy and cradle your bruised soul
Wipe the sweat off your brow and straighten your hunched mind.
I am the sun, I am the sand, the wind blowing
Tumbleweeds across deserted villages
The speck of dust glittering the surface of a rainbow
Spark in a child’s wondrous gaze
The amusement on the parched lips of the thirsty
Wisdom on the leathered skin of the aged
The notes of music in the autumn rustling leaves
I am all that and more…
I am the love that barks around the corner
Falling into the laps of the unexpected
The beauty showered in the rain of a chosen few
The growling sounds of thunder crashing through
The mountains, intimidating the slumber of nature
Shaking the heavy layers of snow, conducting them
Into an avalanche… commanding you out of inertia
Guiding your mind into the creation of what is me,
You and the plurality of existence
Bringing you back to the reasoning of hope
The meaning of purpose, the golden fabric of growth
Delight and dashingness of youth.
Have you fed the thought you want to be,
Sketched your destiny?
For you are, the tenacity of your stubbornness
The creativity of your genius, audacity in every living flake
The white fluffed duck, gliding on his reflection
Following the line of his ancestors
You are the tiny yellow, luminous dot…
All that and much much more…
For I am you,
I am life.
Reflection 2011
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This is made in Acrylic paint and as always, I loved playing with color and movement!
I hope you like it too 🙂
English cottage 2007
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This picture was copied from a drawing I saw and fell in love with.
It gave me a sense of quietude and stillness. That boy seems complete with, and blending in the scenery.
I delight in pencil drawing and its material, ( the variety in strength and thickness ) the details ( as a final result ) and the request to deal with minutiae.
I hope you like it too!
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