Bugger all. Your life loser. So sorry to have had to have lived it for you. Na. Tis okay, just a wind-up. Pop. Get a lid on things.About Me
Showing posts with label automatic art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label automatic art. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Wind-up
Bugger all. Your life loser. So sorry to have had to have lived it for you. Na. Tis okay, just a wind-up. Pop. Get a lid on things.
Labels:
automatic art,
biro,
Initially NO,
sketchpad,
wind-up
Friday, June 27, 2008
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Black cat diver
Go some place new and change your mind about any doubts you have that expression is organic and forever changing and can never all be done before. Got something blocking your way? dive into the substance, even if it gives you an eerie chill. Find the myriad in the mundane and gain understanding of what you previously thought insane. Not all symbols are the same, the world mixes them up. It is connected via the links you decide to make. And paintings can be like fortune cookies. All sorts of little strange messages in there.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Electric build up and gwtfing

I have reasons to believe that everything you do is more than something else that we’ve gotten into. I have all these things inside of me that raise-up the ride and take themselves on the streams that gaze at meaning where laws wake and begin the dreams you can’t fake. That’s the hope there. I want that. I want this and your reckoning in there, so it can be shown that automatic is a nuance of reasoning. It isn’t just a witch’s seasoning.
With you, there is a flow through. I can see how things are being marked down and made to stretch at a point which someone graved. And you’re aching with needs that don’t warrant a closure for any other reason than that something too strong is going to ruin the ribbon that warms the ways we share.
[That’s an automatic write. It flows in a rhythmic tap of keys without a point of pause between: it’s also what I call gwtfing.]
To create, I am listening to what is going on in the external world, feeling and sensing the differences, similarities and how they all add up. That is where the automatic arrives. And then must be somewhat edited, so it has a place with which to play that has something to anchor it and make it relevant to current understanding.
With you, there is a flow through. I can see how things are being marked down and made to stretch at a point which someone graved. And you’re aching with needs that don’t warrant a closure for any other reason than that something too strong is going to ruin the ribbon that warms the ways we share.
[That’s an automatic write. It flows in a rhythmic tap of keys without a point of pause between: it’s also what I call gwtfing.]
To create, I am listening to what is going on in the external world, feeling and sensing the differences, similarities and how they all add up. That is where the automatic arrives. And then must be somewhat edited, so it has a place with which to play that has something to anchor it and make it relevant to current understanding.
It is often the affirmation of society that often makes a project worthwhile continuing. However, it can take a while to sort out a way to present it so that it meets the needs in society.
Art inspires and brings out a new ideas in many fields. So it is important to be confronting and seemingly irrelevant at first. Because that’s what it is to be looking at a current which has not yet had its story told and sold. The current never disappears. It’s always there if you want to listen and tap in. And the results of sensing these electro-magnetics, will depend on who you are, where you are, and what is surrounding you.
Labels:
automatic art,
creations,
Electric build up,
gwtfing,
Initially NO,
painting,
surroundings,
the current,
what,
where,
who
Sunday, October 14, 2007
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