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Feb 8

An active lifestyle. An open mind. A free spirit.

Eyes wide open, breathing the air and feeling weightless over the zephyr in the last moments of a day’s worth, the warm moments of auburn sun going to sleep.

The lull before dusk, the late afternoon stretch that’s life, pulsing and reflecting off glass, the pure surface of polluted water and shimmering of thin strips of light on the beautiful heads of hair, left and right.

Gypsy, sitting on my moon crescent, looking out over the luminous, quaint world, as if one of many, just mine. What shall I do with it?

It’s telling me what to do and thus far I have complied in the most important fashion – the general fashion – and when I stop to reflect I think god, these thoughts are crazy, but isn’t that what they want me to think?

Smiling, now, smiling at my secret. Should I tell them? Should I tell them I don’t care? No.

No, because people want to think you love them. It’s love that makes the world go round, imagined, construed, twisted love, and I’m in this monogamous relationship that makes me incapable of helping the world go round…

Tiger eyes, burning, so I close them and I’m swirling outside of this world, bounding towards a darkness that is my origin.

I can’t explain the pain anymore than I can explain the pleasure.

“Shows are a function of our innate need for approval. They have little to do with the daily joy of study and work. They can actually interfere with an artist’s individualism and creative progress, particularly for the sensitive and youthful. Long ago, Sir Joshua Reynolds noted, ‘The Royal Academy exhibitions have a mischievous tendency, by seducing the painter to an ambition of pleasing indiscriminately the mixed multitude of people who resort to them.’ For the same reason Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres thought shows should be abolished. Both failed to say that shows of some sort were then, are now, and will ever be, part of our game.”

Robert Genn

Photo: Shōmei Tōmatsu

“Blood and Rose #2” 1969 Tokyo

billyjane:

In Japanese, the word for “photograph” is “shashin”. It is made up of two ideograms, “sha” meaning “to reproduce” or “reflect” and “shin” which means “truth.” The Greek etymology of the word “photograph” is to write (graphein) with light (photos). Therefore, in the Japanese mind, the process itself consists in capturing the truth, or the essence of the matter and “making a copy” of it on a surface. Consequently, the result will always contain a certain element of truth. Mariko Takeuchi

(via lens culture)

(via colieroliepolie: mmmkyra: deadgirls: suicideblonde)

Feb 6

So much expression in that face. It is simply unnerving.

(via sweethomestyle)

I was researching "The Opposite House"

in Beijing,

a grandly designed hotel.

When I found this.

There’s been a Death, in the Opposite House

by Emily Dickinson

There’s been a Death, in the Opposite House,
As lately as Today —
I know it, by the numb look
Such Houses have — alway —

The Neighbors rustle in and out —
The Doctor — drives away —
A Window opens like a Pod —
Abrupt — mechanically —

Somebody flings a Mattress out —
The Children hurry by —
They wonder if it died — on that —
I used to — when a Boy —

The Minister — goes stiffly in —
As if the House were His —
And He owned all the Mourners — now —
And little Boys — besides —

And then the Milliner — and the Man
Of the Appalling Trade —
To take the measure of the House —

There’ll be that Dark Parade —

Of Tassels — and of Coaches — soon —
It’s easy as a Sign —
The Intuition of the News —
In just a Country Town —

Feb 5

MGathof85

“Roses-1”
acrylic on canvas
24”x 36” x 1/2”

$97.20 @ etsy

jkldesign

“Push”
print
11x14” (28x36 cm); 16x20” (41x51 cm); 24x30” (61x76 cm)

$35.00 - $98.00 @ e tsy.com

jkldesign

Untitled
print
11x14” (28x36 cm); 16x20” (41x51 cm); 24x30” (61x76 cm)

$35.00 - $98.00 @ e tsy.com

A few months ago I posted a photo of my new painting, Amba, hung in my master bedroom. Submitted the photo a couple months later to Home Sweet Home (probably should have pressed the sheets), forgot about it, and now rediscovered it simultaneously with my decision to swap rooms in the apartment (the cats play so ferociously at night that they are waking the neighbor—room planning just never can predict that). Sadly Amba’s black and white stripes shall no longer contrast with honey.

Looking at the painting again makes me realize that most people probably just see zebra stripes. Truthfully, it should have been black-on-orange; “Amba” is the name of the tiger goddess in Hindu mythology, which has trickled north all the way to Siberia. See below. Not to confuse; Siberian tigers are not white. (They possess a mutated gene and are quite rare.) But black & white was a necessary simplicity for such a loaded image, I suppose. This mother tiger and her cub are floating in a subconscious existence of pure tigerness, pure togetherness.

Amba by Ash Patel

Her mysterious and miraculous actions are anonymous and anomalous to understand and unpredictable. Even today in Kali yuga (new age) whenever there will be evil and difficult times on earth she will come to rescue her devotees in any form.

(The English here seems a bit confuddled, but I rather like it.)