.:.
Tuesday, 9 August 2011
Rumours - From the FBI Vault
Hitler escaped to Argentina
when Bin Laden was being murdered [again] & when obama published his birth certificate the FBI quietly released these files
.:.
.:.
Thursday, 4 August 2011
PINK FLOYD - LIVE AT POMPEII
The Director's Cut
1hr 31mins
Pink Floyd performing six songs in the ancient Roman amphitheatre in Pompeii, Italy. It was directed by Adrian Maben & recorded in October 1972 with 24 studio-quality tracks without a live audience.
Intro
Echoes, Part 1
Careful with That Axe, Eugene
A Saucerful of Secrets
One of These Days
Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun
Mademoiselle Nobs
Echoes, Part 2
Echoes, Part 1
Careful with That Axe, Eugene
A Saucerful of Secrets
One of These Days
Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun
Mademoiselle Nobs
Echoes, Part 2
.:.
Sunday, 31 July 2011
just a wee bit a fun
...
test 3 [of 3]
oil on paper
11" x 15" quarter imperial cold pressed 300gms paper
yellow - pale hue, yellow ochre, alizarin crimson, titanium white
layout for oil on canvas
.:.
test 3 [of 3]
oil on paper
11" x 15" quarter imperial cold pressed 300gms paper
yellow - pale hue, yellow ochre, alizarin crimson, titanium white
layout for oil on canvas
.:.
Saturday, 30 July 2011
Seraphine
...
"Based on a true story, SÉRAPHINE centres on Séraphine de Senlis (Moreau), a simple & profoundly devout housekeeper whose brilliantly colourful canvases adorn some of the most famous galleries in the world. German art critic & collector Wilhelm Uhde (The Lives of Others Ulrich Tukur) - the first Picasso buyer & champion of naïve primitive painter Le Douanier Rousseau - discovers her paintings while she is working for him as a maid in the beautiful countryside of Senlis near Paris. A moving & unexpected relationship develops between the avant-garde art dealer & the visionary outsider artist.
Martin Provosts fictionalized & poignant portrait of Séraphine is a testament to creativity & the resilience of one womans spirit"
I kneel on the floor too
sometimes so close it's a blur & out of focus
I have three easels, but I don't use them
I'm not claiming to be as good or anything like that
just I laughed when I saw her doing the same
.:.
"Based on a true story, SÉRAPHINE centres on Séraphine de Senlis (Moreau), a simple & profoundly devout housekeeper whose brilliantly colourful canvases adorn some of the most famous galleries in the world. German art critic & collector Wilhelm Uhde (The Lives of Others Ulrich Tukur) - the first Picasso buyer & champion of naïve primitive painter Le Douanier Rousseau - discovers her paintings while she is working for him as a maid in the beautiful countryside of Senlis near Paris. A moving & unexpected relationship develops between the avant-garde art dealer & the visionary outsider artist.
Martin Provosts fictionalized & poignant portrait of Séraphine is a testament to creativity & the resilience of one womans spirit"
I kneel on the floor too
sometimes so close it's a blur & out of focus
I have three easels, but I don't use them
I'm not claiming to be as good or anything like that
just I laughed when I saw her doing the same
.:.
Saturday, 23 July 2011
Bridget's Song
...
ok so it's "Kathy's Song" by Paul Simon
something's you just wished you'd written
but being the "worthless piece of shit" that I am
unfortunately the talent is lacking
I have so many "songs" undone
.:.
I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft & warm continuing
Tapping on my roof & walls
And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain drenched streets
To England where my heart lies
My mind's distracted & diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
And kiss you when you start your day
And a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't believe
With words that tear & strain to rhyme
And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you
And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths & die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I
Like a memory it falls
Soft & warm continuing
Tapping on my roof & walls
And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain drenched streets
To England where my heart lies
My mind's distracted & diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
And kiss you when you start your day
And a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't believe
With words that tear & strain to rhyme
And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you
And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths & die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I
ok so it's "Kathy's Song" by Paul Simon
something's you just wished you'd written
but being the "worthless piece of shit" that I am
unfortunately the talent is lacking
I have so many "songs" undone
.:.
Thursday, 21 July 2011
OXYGEN
...
open up the history books, let's go back in time
turn another page, read another lie
we've been fit up & shut up by what's been said
I wanna put a bullet in society's head
I've all the hate of a slave ship inside
asking questions it's a hobby of mine
I feel like the real prophet of rage
but it's hard to kick off from a psycological cage
time's up, time's up, time's up, time, time
time's up, time's up, time, time
Time's up
there's a piper in hamlyn & a piper in rio
and he's taking all the kids & now it's for real
he's still outta tune & he's still outta time
he's the devil's disciple leading the blind
what can justify this social crisis?
what can justify this urban decay?
I'm calling collect to a corpse called britain
when I look around I know something's missing
time's up, time's up, time's up, time, time
time's up, time's up, time, time
Time's up
Oxygen, Oxygen, Oxygen, Oxygen
Alright!
time's up, time's up, time's up, time, time
time's up, time's up, time, time
Time's up
I wanna talk about those who died
I wanna talk about those burried alive
inmates of a system we are all deprived
by state machinery digging our graves
and I clearly understand that I my not live
but it's gone to far now to forgive
we've got dumb dumbs in power dumb dumbs trained on us
but the real dumb dumbs just don't make a fuss
oxygen
those who don't defend themselves die
those who don't die are burried alive
in the prisons, in the reform schools
in the slums of workingclass districts
in the stone coffins in the new housing developments
in the crowded kindergardens & schools
in the brand new kitchens & bedrooms
filled with fancy furniture bought on credit
My life's on credit
.:.
open up the history books, let's go back in time
turn another page, read another lie
we've been fit up & shut up by what's been said
I wanna put a bullet in society's head
I've all the hate of a slave ship inside
asking questions it's a hobby of mine
I feel like the real prophet of rage
but it's hard to kick off from a psycological cage
time's up, time's up, time's up, time, time
time's up, time's up, time, time
Time's up
there's a piper in hamlyn & a piper in rio
and he's taking all the kids & now it's for real
he's still outta tune & he's still outta time
he's the devil's disciple leading the blind
what can justify this social crisis?
what can justify this urban decay?
I'm calling collect to a corpse called britain
when I look around I know something's missing
time's up, time's up, time's up, time, time
time's up, time's up, time, time
Time's up
Oxygen, Oxygen, Oxygen, Oxygen
Alright!
time's up, time's up, time's up, time, time
time's up, time's up, time, time
Time's up
I wanna talk about those who died
I wanna talk about those burried alive
inmates of a system we are all deprived
by state machinery digging our graves
and I clearly understand that I my not live
but it's gone to far now to forgive
we've got dumb dumbs in power dumb dumbs trained on us
but the real dumb dumbs just don't make a fuss
oxygen
those who don't defend themselves die
those who don't die are burried alive
in the prisons, in the reform schools
in the slums of workingclass districts
in the stone coffins in the new housing developments
in the crowded kindergardens & schools
in the brand new kitchens & bedrooms
filled with fancy furniture bought on credit
My life's on credit
.:.
Monday, 18 July 2011
A poem for Bridget
All that’s left is this recurring nightmare:
It’s as I see you in the street
I steel myself to smile & walk past you
But for some reason you turn to speak
Instead of conversation
It’s just a smile to let me know
That I never stood a chance.
I walk away crushed & broken hearted
As you laugh at me as I go
I wonder if it will wake me again tomorrow?
It’s as I see you in the street
I steel myself to smile & walk past you
But for some reason you turn to speak
Instead of conversation
It’s just a smile to let me know
That I never stood a chance.
I walk away crushed & broken hearted
As you laugh at me as I go
I wonder if it will wake me again tomorrow?
May 23rd 2011
always
[yeah I know, pathetic]
.:.
Saturday, 30 April 2011
Thursday, 7 April 2011
Unrequited Love
...
Bridget
acrylic on paper
after: roy lichtenstein - "girl with hair ribbon 1965"
11" x 15" quarter imperial cold pressed 300gms paper
.:.
Bridget
acrylic on paper
after: roy lichtenstein - "girl with hair ribbon 1965"
11" x 15" quarter imperial cold pressed 300gms paper
.:.
Sunday, 20 March 2011
FOR SALE: ONE LOVE
...
COPY ART
after: John Squire - "One Love"
acrylic on canvas
50cm x 50cm
CASH ONLY! £80! INCLUDING POSTAGE!!! - UK ONLY
[been told that I can get £80 for this so that's the asking price]
UK Royal Mail Special Delivery [£20 Rest of World]
separate collection-delivery/signature only/£500 insurance
CASH ONLY! £80! INCLUDING POSTAGE!!! - UK ONLY
a cross between these 2,:
http://www.john-squire.com/art/onelove_new.jpg
http://www.john-squire.com/discography/tsr/tcsr_uk_cd/tcsr.jpg
.:.
COPY ART
after: John Squire - "One Love"
acrylic on canvas
50cm x 50cm
CASH ONLY! £80! INCLUDING POSTAGE!!! - UK ONLY
[been told that I can get £80 for this so that's the asking price]
UK Royal Mail Special Delivery [£20 Rest of World]
separate collection-delivery/signature only/£500 insurance
CASH ONLY! £80! INCLUDING POSTAGE!!! - UK ONLY
a cross between these 2,:
http://www.john-squire.com
http://www.john-squire.com
One Love
We Don't Need Another Love
One Love
One Heart
One Soul
We Don't Need Another Love
One Love
One Heart
One Soul
.:.
Sunday, 13 February 2011
The Last Of This Year's Roses
...
A poem for Bridget
The last of this year's roses
Are falling to the floor
Like your love they're lost
With no hope for what there was before
This wind that scatters the petals
Is calling from my heart
Whispers: longing for the moment
To restore love from the start
If we had all this time
Chances for love to grow
Why then like discarded petals
Did you have to let go
The last of this year's roses
Are dead upon the ground
Their thorns a bitter memory
Of love that's lost & can't be found
some day
always
andy.x
.:.
A poem for Bridget
The last of this year's roses
Are falling to the floor
Like your love they're lost
With no hope for what there was before
This wind that scatters the petals
Is calling from my heart
Whispers: longing for the moment
To restore love from the start
If we had all this time
Chances for love to grow
Why then like discarded petals
Did you have to let go
The last of this year's roses
Are dead upon the ground
Their thorns a bitter memory
Of love that's lost & can't be found
some day
always
andy.x
.:.
Friday, 17 December 2010
BRIDGET - oil on paper
...
Bridget
oil on paper
11" x 15"
pencil layout
black layout
"BRIDGET"
oil on paper
after: roy lichtenstein - "girl with hair ribbon 1965"
11" x 15" quarter imperial cold pressed 300gms paper
not for sale
she didn't accept it as her christmas gift
.:.
Bridget
oil on paper
11" x 15"
pencil layout
black layout
"BRIDGET"
oil on paper
after: roy lichtenstein - "girl with hair ribbon 1965"
11" x 15" quarter imperial cold pressed 300gms paper
not for sale
she didn't accept it as her christmas gift
.:.
Monday, 29 November 2010
...
my Uncle died in intensive care in hospital
HE DIDN'T HAVE KIDNEY FAILURE
HE DIDN'T HAVE HEART FAILURE
HE DIDN'T HAVE PNEUMONIA
UNTIL YOU THREW HIM IN PRISON FOR BUYING WEED
he was 63 years old & in poor health
AND YOU FUCKING MURDERED HIM
he died all alone with no one there for him
now that I'd found him again
I wanted to know all about him
I wanted to know about my granddad
I wanted him to teach me how to paint
I wanted him to live with us
I was going to sleep on the sofa so he had a bed
AND YOU FUCKING MURDERED HIM
.:.
Saturday, 27 November 2010
...
...
my uncle fred is just about to die in hospital
because of the bad weather I can't get to him
he's in intensive care
he's unconscious
he's all alone
my uncle fred is just about to die in hospital
because of the bad weather I can't get to him
he's in intensive care
he's unconscious
he's all alone
Friday, 19 November 2010
Two years later you're still on my mind
...
Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah
One day I'll go dancing on the moon
Someday you'll know that I was the one for you
90 miles outside Chicago
Can't stop driving
I don't know why
So many questions
I need an answer
Two years later
You're still on my mind
Whatever happened to Amelia Earhart?
Who holds the stars up in the sky?
Is true love just once in a lifetime?
Did the captain of the Titanic cry?
Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain
Someday we'll know why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you
Does anybody know the way to Atlantis
Or what the wind says when she cries?
I'm speeding by the place that I met you
For the 97th time tonight
Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain
Someday we'll know why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you
Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah
One day I'll go dancing on the moon
Someday you'll know that I was the one for you
I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow
I watched the stars crash in the sea
If I could ask God just one question
Why aren't you here with me tonight?
Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain
Someday we'll know why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you
Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah
One day I'll go dancing on the moon
Someday you'll know that I was the One for you
two years later you're still on my mind
.:.
Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah
One day I'll go dancing on the moon
Someday you'll know that I was the one for you
90 miles outside Chicago
Can't stop driving
I don't know why
So many questions
I need an answer
Two years later
You're still on my mind
Whatever happened to Amelia Earhart?
Who holds the stars up in the sky?
Is true love just once in a lifetime?
Did the captain of the Titanic cry?
Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain
Someday we'll know why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you
Does anybody know the way to Atlantis
Or what the wind says when she cries?
I'm speeding by the place that I met you
For the 97th time tonight
Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain
Someday we'll know why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you
Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah
One day I'll go dancing on the moon
Someday you'll know that I was the one for you
I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow
I watched the stars crash in the sea
If I could ask God just one question
Why aren't you here with me tonight?
Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain
Someday we'll know why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you
Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah
One day I'll go dancing on the moon
Someday you'll know that I was the One for you
two years later you're still on my mind
.:.
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