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Uncertainty and all its minions (comment on my painting: Imperial Hotel Mt. Victoria)

While painting on the street.. I am just painting.. putting paint down on the canvas.. like a recent cold morning on the highest part of the blue mountains.. Mount Victoria.. I was painting the Imperial hotel at 6am.. afterwards I … Continue reading

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Treatise on Lined paper and Thomas Moore and something I once heard on the radio about aboriginal culture

Western culture sees art as some separate thing from life.. i.e. we separate ourselves into the seclusion of the studio or the garret if you are a poet and you make art ABOUT life but art tries to BE  life … Continue reading

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the dying word bird

    I often sit and draw with nothing in mind as I go and then look at it after for clues.. I do think it is a way of processing or highlighting what is currently in my conscious mind … Continue reading

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quote from Thomas Moore

I am trying to get more reading done.. so I now sometimes pick a book off the shelf and  read from anywhere in the middle of the book.. I figure books are like rivers anyway.. to know the whole river … Continue reading

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sinking thid thinking sid

for the last couple of years I’d say I’ve been silently mourning our demise.. while going about my business of being engaged  and living I have been inwardly acknowledging our hopelessness.. our doomed state.. I would have the radio on.. … Continue reading

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the illusion of definition

plein air painting has become a way for me to see past the deception of the eye.. which we interpret as a photographic thing but the eye shuttles rapidly between objects overlapping things thrust forward held back the brain with … Continue reading

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bird angel blog

I feel inspired like I want to explode with Johnny Cash deep texture paint folding and hardening into something so beautiful and distant and close like love itself.. but not dear sweet love.. hard and real and full of elusive … Continue reading

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