Joan Miro

"Poetry and painting are done in the same way you make love; it's an exchange of blood, a total embrace - without caution, without any thought of protecting yourself. "

"The painting rises from the brushstrokes as a poem rises from the words. The meaning comes later."

Just discovered this artist a few days ago and he works from the unconscious mind as well. He appears to have lived a humble and quiet life and after posting that image yesterday the top quote really resonated in me. This is the first time in art Ive had to deal with censoring and I asked Mistys opinion before I posted it on the Flickr site that the course group use. It wasn't till after the image was finished that it occurred to me that this might cause a hostile reaction. Well now Ive experienced that uncertainty, Ill sit back and see what comments come my way. It was an essential step up. I love experiencing the felt sense.

Art For Today

The picture at the bottom appeared from a scribble drawing and was quite confronting. Im naming it "the birth of an idea"

Art Class With Misty Mawn

I decided to join the online class to see if it takes me up to the next level. Im having alot of fun. Part of the class is to draw the same thing for 5 weeks and Ive already drawn it twice and can see an improvement so I think it will be worth the 100 notes I parted with. Here is a doodle and here is the original dilly bag and my impressions so far.

And tonight I saw my first 3D movie "Tangled" thank Godde it was a kids movie because I was struggling with the reality of it all, ducking and weaving and shielding my eyes from water spray like a cone head. It was confronting and very much fun.

Consumerism

Im disturbed that the Easter hype has already started. I feel like screaming, GIVE US A BREAK!

Crook

Laid up with a Menieres episode Friday night. Man, they are like getting drunk and suffering the hangover. I suspect the poison was a preservative in the Italian Sausage I had. Its so embarrassing when after you just eaten and then announce you have to go home right now because of sickness. So a day in bed with constant conversations on the big white telephone. Today my head. eyes tummy and throat are very sore and sensitive, feeling like I'm in a fog. Managed to have a swim early this morning because my back is stiff from laying down for a full day. Back to work tomorrow. mmmm unconscious mind is a powerful thing.

Treasure

Found this today at VMART and it evoked so much emotion that I had to have it. Reminding me of my own typewriter I got for my 15th birthday which was a green colour. I cant remember what brand it was. When I started typing, I was quite surprised the amount of strength I needed to make the marks. Then I had to slow down as the striker was getting all bunched up. The noise was Divine and brought back to me the song Yellow Rose Of Texas that we used to do our typing drills to. oh and the quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog.... This machine allowed me to operate in the writing world as I committed the keyboard layout to my unconscious mind and was able to copy very fast. I used to type up the race guide every Saturday morning for my boss Paddy Fitzgerald's betting shop. Feeling this machine will be used for more personal arty writings.

Let The Bodies Hit The Floor

Love the way he sounds out floor.

Garlic Chives

Ive recently pondered the resilience of Garlic Chives. No matter how much I neglect them or cut them off at the knees they come back beautifully. And they taste so nice on freshly scrambled eggs.I live in a one bedroom apartment but grow all sorts of things to eat and it makes me feel responsible for my own nourishment.

A Day Of Gallery Visits

Happy New Year Everyone

Translation of the cushion I got from VMart.
" It is not enough for poems to be beautiful; let them be tender and guide the listener's spirit wherever they wish. As our face smiles on those that smile, so does it cry with those that cry. If you wish me to Carry, you yourself must first feel grief. Then, Telephus or Peleus, your misfortunes will hurt me! But if your language is not suitable for the circumstances, I'll sleep or smile".

Glad these lovely words are in my lounge room.