You and I are laughing and laughing and having fun… We gaze into each others consciousness and you smile and cover lips with your finger as I gesture playfully. Closer and closer we become as our surrounding melts away until only universe that matters is the one created in the three feet space between you and I. A simple small talk conversation about nothing important, with content soon to be forgotten, yet so engaging that the universe itself shall break all laws to bend and fit between us …as if it wishes to carry upon its shoulder the feathery light conversation of a Sunday afternoon
“Tesseract“ was originally posted june of 2008.
You know,.. I always been more of “Betty Page” guy, but this post is about art (Ha!)… and in the spirit of such artist as Warhol, I went with a more conventional beauty Queen and pop figure: Miss Marylin Monroe. What a beautiful lady she was.
Expanding on the “mass produced” prints concepts, I decided to create a Monroe print cube…. Maybe a its a puzzle cube — the perfect gift for the consumer holidays.
Ok, enough pretentious bull. This is really just me playing with image Filters on GIMP (on my GNU/Linux system) and Photoscape on Window7.
more weird art experiments here.
I write Like James Joyce? That a hell of a complement.
**I don’t know if James Joyce wrote a lot of poetry; he best known for his novels, prose and plays.
In Ulysses and Finnegan Wake he employed the “Stream of Consciousness” Narrative. Stream of consciousness, replaced traditional periodic Meta-narrative with the continuous flow of perception -reflection- and reactions of that mimics a persons thought process.
In Ulysses moves back and forth through history and western cultures implementing this narrative. Finnegan’s Wake used the narrative style explore the symbolism and ambiguity of conscious, between dream and reality.
I call would it a ” heap of broken images” (from T.S. Elliot’s the Wasteland).
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Adrift with the wind
never touching the ground
illuminating the night
If ever we need found
your light is mine
together we are bound
tiny stars of the night
Jewels of a crown.
misty moon lit sky
Just you and me
dew drop tear touch
gently dancing on leaves
Just above the trees
upon the dark canopy.
Step toe follows toe
Hands warm in embrace
One follows another
at Nature’s rhythmic pace
As Heaven and Earth
Like body and mind
One follows the other
Your hand in mine
If we should stand still
If we took the time
we’d flow as a poem
two couplets in rhyme
Step toe follows toe
two dancing as One
night whirls up to partner
to join in our day’s fun.
(a true story on visit to the Baltimore Inner Harbor on a hot Summer Day.)
Free hand drawling of Jimi Hendrix, fashioned somewhere between caricature and Mattisse. I watched him sketch it from a book at a table in Barnes and Noble at Baltimore’s Inner Harbor at a quarter ’till noon.
But that was twenty five minutes ago…Outside between the Bookstore and the Chesapeake bay, I follow a beat beat of makeshift percussion: to a makeshift lunch hour improv jam. four young men shirts off in street band bangin away. It so damn hot and humid ,the couples in the paddle
boats seem to wiggle to improv percussion rhythms.
A small crowd gathers… eating their meals … mouths dancin to the music.White-collar conservative businessman hurrying down the street rushing from this place to that: Stops for a moment for a moment… 6 became 9…
Nods in Appreciation : for his momentary freedom; and heads off to his next appointment.
Older male, black, thick glasses, Kentucky Fried Chicken work shirt on, rolls up on his beat up bicycle. The music troupe ask him to join in the beat beat. First their invitation… then his apprehension… soon the quartet becomes a jazz quintet, as he melts in and pounds away the bayside Baltimore beats.
Lunch hour ends as the crowd slowly scatters, the musicians all shake hands and part…
And I head downtown to pick up our hundred dollar reserved tickets for the concert and art exhibit we all planned for tonight!