like pages torn from a book of poetry..
like pages torn from a book of poetry..
Deja vu. Reminds me also of some of my old palettes. The remains of the creative explosions. Like lipstick on a glass on the coffee table, or whatever -- the morning after, when the gauze has been removed and sense is working to reassert itself.
Go man go!
"Not a bit is wasted and the best is yet to come. . ." -- remembered from a dream
Such a good and interesting thought behind all that color and design!
cool man! glad to send your thoughts back to those days, I hope they bring some sense of joy, or
enthusiasm for life lived.... great to hear from you again my friend.
thank you Marilyn Anne I recently got a coffee table book of 36 of my more recent works it is called "Inner Dimensions" so this was a bit of a take on tearing off some of those pages..
Ruins of violence, just like the wounded architectural ruins and remnants of the ancient grandeur of Palmira (the Desert Bride).
Destroy art and civilization You would never be able to build, that's the fundamental stupidity of indocrinated cavemen just able to rule above tragedies with their mad laws, with violence and idolatry for a God which has to conform to their will, conception and lust for power and hidden baser instincts and vices.
Your colorful sheets with colorfu lyrical jewels, torn and shattered on the ground where we revert when we become nothing but dull and cruel beasts.
Panta rei (everything flows)!
Ciao Gary, beautiful image (love the framework too on this one ). Love the 3d effect of the book, I also find very intriguing representing words with painting marks, which in a certain way they truly are (poetry in particular)
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That's what art's about, isn't it -- at some point it's about the relationship between the art and the viewer, sort of like speed dating. (D Akey)