Thursday 23 September 2010

TEN STOREY LOVE SONG

...

WHEN YOUR HEART IS BLACK AND BROKEN
AND YOU NEED A HELPING HAND
WHEN YOU'RE SO MUCH IN LOVE
YOU DON'T KNOW JUST HOW MUCH YOU CAN STAND
WHEN YOUR QUESTIONS GO UNANSWERED
AND THE SILENCE IS KILLING YOU...



WHEN YOUR HEART IS BLACK AND BROKEN
AND YOU NEED A HELPING HAND
WHEN YOU'RE SO MUCH IN LOVE
YOU DON'T KNOW JUST HOW MUCH YOU CAN STAND
WHEN YOUR QUESTIONS GO UNANSWERED
AND THE SILENCE IS KILLING YOU
TAKE MY HAND BABY I'M YOUR MAN
I GOT LOVING ENOUGH FOR TWO

TEN STOREY LOVE SONG
I BUILT THIS THING FOR YOU
WHO CAN TAKE YOU HIGHER THAN TWIN PEAK MOUNTAIN BLUE?
OH WELL, I BUILT THIS THING FOR YOU
AND I LOVE YOU TRUE

THERE'S NO SURE-FIRE SET SOLUTIONS
NO SHORTCUT THROUGH THE TREES
NO BREACH IN THE WALL THAT THEY PUT THERE TO KEEP YOU FROM ME
AS YOU'RE LYING AWAKE IN THIS DARKNESS
THIS EVERLASTING NIGHT
SOME DAY SOON DON'T KNOW WHERE OR WHEN
YOU'RE GONNA WAKE UP AND SEE THE LIGHT

TEN STOREY LOVE SONG
I BUILT THIS THING FOR YOU
WHO CAN TAKE YOU HIGHER THAN TWIN PEAK MOUNTAIN BLUE?
OH WELL, I BUILT THIS THING FOR YOU
AND I LOVE YOU TRUE

TEN STOREY LOVE SONG
I BUILT THIS THING FOR YOU
WHO CAN TAKE YOU HIGHER THAN TWIN PEAK MOUNTAIN BLUE?
OH WELL, I BUILT THIS THING FOR YOU
AND I LOVE YOU TRUE


because I love you true
.:.

Tuesday 14 September 2010

...

I’m so sick of hurting you
everytime I do something stupid I know I am hurting you
& all I seem to do is stupid things & hurt you
I know how badly I am effecting your health
I know I am killing you
I don’t want to hurt you anymore

If I kill myself then it will be over with
no more angus swan no more neighbours no more anything
& no more hurting you

EDUCATE YOURSELF

...




.:.

Sunday 12 September 2010

Big Hallucination

And if I open my heart to you
And show you my weak side
What would you do?

I never had the nerve to make the final cut




The Final Cut (Waters)

Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time
And far from flying high in clear blue skies
I'm spiraling down to the hole in the ground where I hide.

If you negotiate the minefield in the drive
And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall,
Dial the combination, open the priesthole
And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall.

There's a kid who had a big hallucination
Making love to girls in magazines.
He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith.
Could anybody love him
Or is it just a crazy dream?

And if I show you my dark side
Will you still hold me tonight?
And if I open my heart to you
And show you my weak side
What would you do?
Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone?
Would you take the children away
And leave me alone?
And smile in reassurance
As you whisper down the phone?
Would you send me packing?
Or would you take me home?

Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings,
Thought I oughta tear the curtain down.
I held the blade in trembling hands
Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
I never had the nerve to make the final cut.

"Hello? Listen, I think I've got it. Okay, listen its a HaHa!"


when I was a child '79 '80 '81 it was safer to wander the streets of a suburb of Bolton than it was to be at home I would hide out anywhere that was dry out of the rain & snow old buildings powerunits half built houses because I feared that he would kill me if I was at home there were no friends to hide out with until it was time to go home leaving it until the last seconds to run inside & upstairs to bed I'd spent the last four years praying to god fanatically but had given up believing in a god that would let this happen to me I ran away to kill myself at sixteen but I made my grandmother cry I'd never seen her cry & felt so ashamed that I had done so instead I hid in her airing cupboard for six months only coming out at night when it was safe

I never had the nerve to make the final cut

.:.

Saturday 11 September 2010

I SHALL BE FREE

The red velvet curtain draws back to reveal
The place where the dark side meets the angel in me...





The Flickering Flame

When my neurons conspire to
direct my thoughts
Away from divorce and competitive sports
Back to the place where all
rivers run to the sea
Then I shall be free
Yes I shall be free

On a see-saw in a strange land
The jackdaw sat on the Cardinal's hand
And the fiddlers played
And the planners plan what would be
On a back seat in a court room
Sat Molly Malone and Leopold Bloom
Until the police came down with a new broom
And swept them clean

Like Geronimo
Like Quinn the Eskimo
Like the Blackfoot
And like the Arapaho
Like Crazy Horse
I'll be the last one to lay down my gun

On the open road in a bar room
A pick up band plays a new tune
When the coloured girls sing
I feel my heart swoon
When a new song
hits the right note
When a clearing sky saves an old boat
When an insight strikes the mote
From mine own eye

Like Geronimo
Like Quinn the Eskimo
Like the Blackfoot
And like the Arapaho
Like Crazy Horse
I'll be the last one to lay down my gun

Just out of sight
Beyond the next range
I'll feel the heat of a flickering flame

On an African Plain by a thorn tree
My old friend Philippe is waiting for me
Que cera, cera
What ever will be will be
When a friend dies and the tears rise
From that deep well that never runs dry
And the women break their bracelets
And the men take their whisky outside

In a pied-a-terre on the rue St Denis
The red velvet curtain draws back to reveal
The place where the dark side
meets the angel in me
The angel in me

When my synapses pause in my
quest for applause
When my ego lets go of my end of the bone
To focus instead on the love
that is precious to me
Then I shall be free
I shall be free

by Roger Waters
.:.

Tuesday 7 September 2010

one of my turns...

...

When your husband used to be beating me to death

He used to say things to me
He told me how none of my family cared about me
How they wouldn’t help me
Wouldn’t matter what I said none of them would believe me
None of them would do anything
to this day I still believe him, none of them cares, no one would help

all I knew until I was 42 was this woman who gave birth to me agreed with everything her husband was doing to me
supporting him in everything

it was all I've ever known for all my life
how could I have known what he was doing to you too? how could I have known he was beating you? how could I have known he was throwing you down stairs too? how could I have known he was making sure you were having that abortion at the ends of his fists? how could I have known how brainwashed you were?
it just makes everything worse

From the age of 9 I believed he was going to murder me
From the age of 9
I lived in terror of him going to kill me any second
until I was 18 & you then abandoned me & made me homeless, I had no family no friends no job, I had to break in to the shed in the graveyard to have somewhere dry to sleep I never saw you for 4 years I never saw my sister for 6 years


when I've been low, living in a doss house when someone sneaks in behind me & starts hitting me in the face with a piece of wood, when I've been really low no family was there, no family cared I was alone lost nothing no one cared



I still live with these things every second of every day
these are the nightmares I can’t wake up from
no one cares or ever will
it will be weeks before they “find” my body



I’m 43 & know things will never change





.:.

Sunday 5 September 2010

all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy

...
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play makes Jack a dull boy
all work & no play...


leaves Jack broken hearted & lost
.:.

Friday 3 September 2010

Picasso : Tete d'Homme 1908

Picasso : Tete d'Homme 1908





...
COPY ART
after: Picasso - Tete d'Homme - Spring 1908
oil on paper - zinc white lamp black
charcoal layout
11" x 15" quarter imperial cold pressed 300gms paper
£50 +p&p & insurance

http://picasso.shsu.edu/index.php?view=ArtworkInfo&OPPID=OPP.08%3A251




I know I'm fooling no one, least of all myself
.:.

EBAY SALE : BUY THEM NOW £75+p&p each

EBAY SALE : BUY THEM NOW £75+p&p each



EBAY SALE : BUY THEM NOW £75+p&p each



every day
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Wednesday 1 September 2010

Picasso: Mandoline sur un guéridon - 11 Feb 1920

Picasso - Mandoline sur un guéridon - 11 Feb 1920




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COPY ART

after: Picasso - Mandoline sur un guéridon - 11 Feb 1920

watercolour on paper [original is gouache on cardboard]

11" x 15" quarter imperial cold pressed 300gms paper

£50 +p&p & insurance
http://picasso.shsu.edu/index.php?view=ArtworkInfo&OPPID=OPP.20%3A013


I have this painting:




I can't do it
I quickly realised that I wasn't at a good enough level to do this as I specifically wanted to do
so I went back to artist that are paid a pretty decent wage for doing art & looked again at what they said
a main theme was to do "copy art" as a route to experience how someone did a piece & therefore also learn various painting techniques
which is why I'm at this point of doing Copy Art
I hope to end this at something like a cubist piece, brushstroke for brushstroke so you have to look twice just to make sure it's not the original
then move onto this painting
I've bought some water mixable oil paints: titanium white - raw sienna - lamp black

I'm already starting to look at it in terms of how to apply paint to it
creative visualisation




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.:.