Acrylic Laser Cut Process

Our challenges are digitally disguised
Go too it baby you can do it
Let digit Al be your pal
Rewriting real writing
It’s changing the way I think
Analytical
Digital does not have it
Emotion that is
It’s right in itself.
From the wheel to the web

Sash window pane a rattling

Yes we’ve “laser cut” in the workshop

Got cast acrylic pain

It don’t seem to be working

We know it’s not in vain.

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Holbeck at night

Holbeck at night
it’s a wonderful sight
looking for dark arches
it’s left park up
be quick holding up the show
kids in a new hiding place
spirits soar a firm response
I choose the oar
hot water bottles blankets it’s cold
wine flows a pound a slug
ruby ruby ruby mac when will you be back
A firm of poets
maxine
Holbeck at night

 

Red Purse 

Experiment try new materials
new techniques, new goals.

We know
there’s fun in asking questions
if you stop it’s the end of the game
seeing beyond the day.

The un created
ideas positive chain reactions
life as a rhythm but we run out of time
hear the beat keep it simple
In a short tweet.

For better or worse
your in my red purse
because it was worse to be without you baby.

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A Space between Us

Love chemistry music and poem !

Funny maybe it was
negatives on the brain
with speed I got the main
I got you
mellow bass tones interpret moods,
4 strings resonate
a series of notes
chosen “spontaneity ”
trying to make things fit.
you loved me then
you love me
the viewer can see the objective
a means to an end
art evoke emotion
trying to make things fit
love in the spirt of fire.

Love
if we knew what it was
it wouldn’t be what it is
don’t change it
just know it works
when you get something special
it’s not just something that will do
it transcends the ordinary
Love
your hoping it is always going to get somewhere
trying to understand it
cos love is
the greatest

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Things Change

Things change

There is something you can change
your outlook on the situation
learning to accept what you cannot change
view more positive
looking for ways to cope
rather than drastic means to end it
you start to take a measure of
control of what seems to be an uncontrollable situation
The common cold of the mind
anyone can get it
it can be treated
things change.

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Wendy’s Sister

Wendy’s Sister

Five years gone by dear sister
all you had left was your faith
steel like qualities built up to help us cope teaching us.

The prayers of many have much force
when directed to life’s source
though we walk with feet of clay we were not meant to be this way.
Much help is there for us to find
locked up in God and Jesus’ mind.

Life gets us down can’t do any thing without it
northern gals is what we are
a roller coaster life it’s small that’s all
Got to risk the downs gather speed get up the other side
moving working with what we have and know
while searching.
I’ve got over myself
It took time
learning while we act.
I close my eyes and open my secret window
knowing what’s there
changing times and consistent truth
I see a paradise with you I’ll be there.

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Motivation

Our Dad he worked the coal face in more ways then one ,he loved us all in different ways . Coaxing the form out of the darkness needles fingers and oils.An urgency spurred me on the more I focused the less I was aware of what was going on around me the out come unknown.The tool kit there invisible in plain sight if you can be a self starter talent channels itself into other directions .Motivation to create what you want is reward enough but a tattered tenner or twenty occasionally will assure us our ideas have value. Self motivation…involves focusing the good things that happen to us make a list and reflect harnessing the power from within that’s constructive.

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Reflection (Don’t live in reflection grab the fear)

I had no intention of drawing it came as a complete surprise things can and have changed. we have all being trapped in a short life.Our ability to control our life seems to be always in doubt we have only ourself to trade .The web is live how did that happen file in line gallery,post and publish the digital drop in the tech stuff finding out what was needed keeping it simple.The tools are there to use the dashboard now draws me in I could not stand more digits in my head.Something new stimulates a positive chain reaction ..change.Something was happening the more I focused the less I was aware of what was going on round me always winning and losing .
Stop and reflect think about what your trying to do
You might change what your trying to do next .

Playing with the paint
A young girl I used to be what has changed is external to me ,
To my studio I go it’s just as I left it the day befor
The door is open the smell of paint is strong
a picture unfinished but not for long.
I want to bring my work to life with passion and panache
drab not a happy place
I cut a swath of colour that will bring the slate to life
past and present meet .

Tubes of paint with out lids
liquin and varnish shades of grey not to mention the tray
the aftermath of a great day.
Brushes on table tops
rich plums and sienna too work well with Prussian blue.
The knife is bent how did that happen
canvas or board it matters not
there’s still paint in the pot.
Charcoal smudges work of fingers
finding colours to inbue
nervous of cause
but terrified of not going out there.

With paint as fresh as a bright idea
we’re nearer to winter but closer to spring
you’d like to sketch
I felt strong so easel and paint to town I went
views from lady or gent
a wink a wave on the subject of art there not too hot .
burning “grass” smells all a round
the soul as gone to return it must
source and focus of creative activity
is it not in our domestic
circumstance .
Sienna tint on canvas blushes of the bride
red knickers on the line
the colours of the heart we can not see
nude silk stockings and suntan bodies
a mixed palette so true clash blend those colours new
my eye can see the hand holds the brush I am nothing without the heart within me ; it is everything nothing the art we produce
innate creative power.
The power of play

jill in front of her shop