Thursday, April 08, 2010
Parchment Figures: Doubles, Doppelgängers, Clones
direct link: Parchment Figures: Doubles, Doppelgängers, Clones
A painter on painting. Or, I'm painting again! Yay!
Wasn't a planned video, rather, thinking, many artists are showing themselves painting on-screen, let's put the camera on and get some footage, but I got talking, you know how it is, at night too though I managed to boost the light when I edited it, and now it's a bona fide video.
Enjoy. Hopefully you will find inspiration here for your own art, and might consider posting your own video.
Note: click on the base of the slideshow
to start the slideshow (or in the middle to
go to Picasa and see larger images).
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Stills from 'Doubles, Doppelgängers, Clones'
An unplanned video -are they ever any other way?- thought I'd set the camera up while painting, yes at night, I know, silly, only I got talking, you know how it is. Thought it way too dark to consider for anything, but a filter on FinalCut Express, which is what I use to edit video, brought the light out. It's nearly 7½ minutes long, was over 8GB in a Quicktime .mov, but with a bit of fiddling, and I hope the quality is alright when it's finished uploading, I got it down to 1.6GB -under the 2GB limit at YouTube.
It's a 6 hour upload, I know, marathon. Should be up by tomorrow. A few stills... (click for larger)
Later now and it's up: Parchment Figures: Doubles, Doppelgängers, Clones
It's a 6 hour upload, I know, marathon. Should be up by tomorrow. A few stills... (click for larger)
Later now and it's up: Parchment Figures: Doubles, Doppelgängers, Clones
Sunday, April 04, 2010
Lyric of Love
All I have to post is a little love poem inspired by some special music by a special musician who's beloved at Jamendo, Livio Amato, for my special, and secret, love:
Lyric of Love
-Sensitivity, Musa, Riela-
gently breaking on the waves
of our own oceans
seafoam of stars
falling over edges
pulling back in the underswell
of our desires
birds sweetly singing, ocean breezes, salt spray, morning light of gloss and glittering facets of cut gems
we cannot underestimate
the power of love
the ocean is driven by
inner forces as we are by love
wave patterns, oscillations of polished gems falling as notes of love from our Orphean songs
even as we approach the great mystery it recedes, ever pulling back and falling forwards, white foam melting into sand at our feet
-Dream opening-
then the grotto, magic, rock sanctuary, vision, a lover's cove
the dream of us opens
conch, periwinkle, nautilus, volva, cone, harp, trumpet shells, the music of the ocean at its shores
we are anchored in the swells, water
dance of love
or racing seaward, sails blooming
in the fast wind
-Suspended Animation-
sailing we are birds, osprey
sweeping over the waves
up to the clouds, joy, windsong
of strong wing
the wind who kisses the ocean,
or blows gales, passion
we dance on the beach framed by a disappearing red sun, burnished gong, palm tree fronds black with shadow as the dark washes over us carrying a full moon sailing through the night sky
-Yet, a moment-
we are the sky, the sun, moon and stars, the clouds drifting by, wind, the flying birds, dancing schools of bright fish, the diamond-covered expanse of
glittering
-Infinity-
one day we will wash away, drops in the ocean, no longer even a memory,
yet knowing
love loves
through us
-
Inspired by Livio Amato's album, Sensitivity: http://www.jamendo.com/en/album/62537 (section titles are his song titles -I note the sections as I wrote while listening)
Lyric of Love
-Sensitivity, Musa, Riela-
gently breaking on the waves
of our own oceans
seafoam of stars
falling over edges
pulling back in the underswell
of our desires
birds sweetly singing, ocean breezes, salt spray, morning light of gloss and glittering facets of cut gems
we cannot underestimate
the power of love
the ocean is driven by
inner forces as we are by love
wave patterns, oscillations of polished gems falling as notes of love from our Orphean songs
even as we approach the great mystery it recedes, ever pulling back and falling forwards, white foam melting into sand at our feet
-Dream opening-
then the grotto, magic, rock sanctuary, vision, a lover's cove
the dream of us opens
conch, periwinkle, nautilus, volva, cone, harp, trumpet shells, the music of the ocean at its shores
we are anchored in the swells, water
dance of love
or racing seaward, sails blooming
in the fast wind
-Suspended Animation-
sailing we are birds, osprey
sweeping over the waves
up to the clouds, joy, windsong
of strong wing
the wind who kisses the ocean,
or blows gales, passion
we dance on the beach framed by a disappearing red sun, burnished gong, palm tree fronds black with shadow as the dark washes over us carrying a full moon sailing through the night sky
-Yet, a moment-
we are the sky, the sun, moon and stars, the clouds drifting by, wind, the flying birds, dancing schools of bright fish, the diamond-covered expanse of
glittering
-Infinity-
one day we will wash away, drops in the ocean, no longer even a memory,
yet knowing
love loves
through us
-
Inspired by Livio Amato's album, Sensitivity: http://www.jamendo.com/en/album/62537 (section titles are his song titles -I note the sections as I wrote while listening)
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