voices

Well today I will be off in a moment to lock myself in the studio.;. My mind seems awash with thoughts.. I suppose if one was to ask what do i get out of painting? My answer would have to be, it silents the voices.. Not in in insane kind of way, i would like to think. But does one really truly know that they are indeed insane? hmmmmmmmmmm But in a therapeutic, relaxing kind of way..

I have some very exciting projects coming up but dont want to reveal just yet. suspense is grande..
Besides there are certain forces out there..........that is all I am saying.

There seems to be all this panic about the swine flu. I just dont know how to react to it all. Is it like the boy who cried wolfe? I am not going to let it bother me at the moment as it is a distance from us at the moment. Now I hear you can still catch it with the face mask if your skin is wet.

agh

not thinking about it..

Right I am now off.. kx

skull duggary

Well today has been one of those days where I went into the studio at 915 this morning and only glanced up at the clock as my tummy was growling. It is now 230.

this is what I have been working on.. so much detail and fiddly bits but fun all the same.. my eyes actually hurt now and I am slightly heady from now opening the door fully. hehe.. ahhhhhhhhhhhh..

I have found some lovely frames to compliment my work in Brighton yesterday, so now I shall put my order in for heaps..

I also went down to the Impure art gallery in the lanes to drop off some more work.. I met with the lovely nic and jamie and had a bit of a catch up as well.. Always a pleasure..
Now I know lots of you want to see Madonna in the nude, and they have managed to score the very pics that are making headlines worldwide!! So get yourself down there starting from May 1st! Ship street gardens.. Pruning the garden bush has a whole new meaning!

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Well hello!

I just cant get over all the vivid dreams I seem to be having lately.. I would tell you my latest but it was all over the place and barely makes sense to me.. But I can tell you there is a steering wheel, bath, walking through a forest and baby fox crying involved! WHo knows what goes on in my head.. I really think I am a good candidate for one of those dream study things where they get to stick the electrodes on your head. Well really I want to just wear the lovely gown with the open back! hmm

ANyway I painted today and it was lovely.. On another note apparently I missed the village flasher in action!¬ By mear minutes! How gutted am I? ANd he is young to boot. Wouldnt you know it, all the village excitiment and I miss it.

The photo here is for a friend( Stefan Tunedal), compiling a protest against Vanity Galleries! Of which I am totally on board with. yes I am wearing pj bottoms!

will post the final poster when he is finished..


http://mirca-art.com/

I think this site is definately the bees knees, and makes me remember why I love to paint for a purpose!

8 shots fired

I am driving along a highway,, mountains in the skykine.. the rain is lashing down and over the radio comes a story of a missing family and eight shots were heard in the area but the family cannot be found.. i keep driving, in the distance I can see a man with a shot gun at the edge of the woods. he has long wet hair and we catch each others eyes.. i keep driving..

a bit later, the sun is shining. I am running up a hill to see a friend of mine who has her daughter with her.. They want to use a butterfly net to catch some wildlife. Apparently this is a not allowed.. by who I have no idea.. There is a couple beside me who have two dogs and everytime they put the leads on them they freeze like statues. stiff as a board.. I tell them to let them free but they say they cant as it is forbidden. then i see another couple at the bottom of the hill with turtles, little ones and they too are frozen, almost dead like.. I stand up and realease the dogs and they go off running and jumping full of life. then i go down the hill to the turtles and release them.. The run, yes run!! I know they are turtles but this is my dream and they are running.. in one of their haste, one is thrown from the shell and lost, dead but the other one runs up towards my friend and her net.. it leaps through and feeds on what she had captured in there.. I run back up and step on the remainder of what if left of the fallen turtle.

next thing I know i am sitting next to her and this amazon woman is next to me and trying punch me so i put my hands up and begin kicking her.. she is telling me I cant release anything and it is against the law to have a butterfly net.

then we are in the car taking my friend to her new job at the university hospital facility.

'family missing, 8 shots fired'


she is expecting a new mentor to teach her about the basics of physics and the effects on habilitaion. she is tending a patient, who happens to be morgan fairchild, when this woman walks in, its the same woman that was pummelling me, she shoots this device towards her and out shoots hundreds of tiny newpapers that land on her starting from the bottom and layering their way up, sealing her and freezing her.

I stand there dumbfounded,

then i wake up

Think i need a coffee now hehe..
Just another nights dreams
kx

night times

'long days i may forsake,
so at night I may stay awake.

minds awash with dancing thought,
for what i have and what i cannot.

Must capture them and lock them with a key,

So i can share with thee for eternity. '

just a little tidbit that popped into my head about the creative ideas that pop into my mind at night.. if that makes sense. because reading it back confuses even me.. haha

Today for me is a jammie and chill out day.. The skies are grey and the rain pours.
I think it is time to bake some brownies..
;)

trial and tribulations

Its the time of the wild west. Deep in America. I am in my 20s, or look like I am but indeed I am much older than that, very much so. I am wearing a long dress, cinched in at the waist and black boots. I am in a dark basement with a dirt floor and my sisters and brothers are with me.. My back is to them but I can feel their eyes burning into my back. My sister says I have to answer for what I have done. I take no notice yet I am fumbling with bits of trinkets from my long life i have treasured over the years. I look up and see a gap in the ceiling revealing a hole and there is space between the rafters. I fly up and toss my belongings in there. As I release my arm my sister grabs me and pulls me back down.. I turn to see them all staring at me. 'You shouldnt have fallen in love with him' one yells and the others say 'It is forbidden' I did know it was wrong, after all he was a mere mortal. The judgement was over, they all flew at me. Then it went dark. I awoke to a musty smell. I reached up my hand to feel the planks of wood hovering over me.. Little bits of earth had fallen throught the cracks in the planks onto my skin. I had no way of telling where they had buried me and for how long, but I knew I would be there for a long time.. I began to scream and claw at the wood, to an audience of nothing................................. then I woke up.

well that is just fukkin nice.. a dream like that to keep believing I do actually sleep.. because insomnia and me are sure getting close lately..

hmmmmmmmmmmm wonder what it means? anyone?

kx

EAster

Well I have heard that easter is a time for sacrifices and such.. I did none of this but now I might be laying off of the wine for a while.. haha the wine was fine but my sister gave me baileys at the end so its all her fault! I after a restless night and a dodgy tummy I think this is a good idea indeed. detox here i come. I am no longer 20 and the effects are not too good. I was a mic hog with the karaoke again , and have no recollection of how i got home.

On a positive note the house smells of chocolate, mmmmmmmmmm

Where I have sliced my finger it is starting to get a little swollen so better get out the old hydrogen peroxide before it goes all manky! not good!

My heart goes out to all my Italian neighbours also..... not much of an easter for them. :(

I cant really think of anything really important to say today.. my mind is foggy! And I am clumsy as I have already dropped about 6 things.. I need a 'bed in' film day today, but my eyes couldnt take the telly glare!

HELP!

bloody Baileys!
k

slice and dice

well today I painted./ albeit a little tipsy but i painted. I finished off bits i have started and framed others ready to go..the only problem was, I had taken down to the studio a bottle of wine and was trying to cut out panels to fit to frames. SO of course in my zealousness, not sure if that is a word but it sounds fine, I sliced my thumb up.. luckily i had a rag to had and a hello kitty plaster. not that it held back the blood flow but it looked cool.

anyway I managed to really crack on with a painting i was confused with.. if that makes sense.. I more or less let a painting guide me.. not the other way around..

I have heaps of ideas but they seldom end up as they were intended..maybe this is a sign.. i don't know nor do i care,, i let them guide me and that is that.

I lost myself tonight, i had music blaring and really lost myself.. away from all the horrible news and negative energy that seems dead set on seeking me out and haunting me. I rebelled and made myself queen, reigned supreme. Let the light shine upon me ripping my soul and revealing all, if only for a glimpse but enough to start a revolution. and enough to comfort me.

The art of conversation

Yes the art of conversation, usually best when both parties do this. I have had many friends over the years that we just drop a line once in a while and are able to be where we left off. Then there is the type of friends who never contact you and and you have to do the chasing. Perhaps I should take the hint! haha Then there is the type who you write to and ask a fortitude of questions only for none of them to be aknowledged or answered so you think why bother? Or even did they get it? I always remember hearing when I was younger the key to any relationship is communication.. now as I am older, I get it. Speculation can breed a multitude of things. Especially if you have a vivid imagination. ;).


communication problems

kx