Daniel: Photo [10/09]
Daniel: Photo [10/09]
I am going on an expedition
I am jumping on a train
so darling please don't be surprised
if you don't see of me again
I am going out on boats
I am getting lost at sea
so honey don't you drop a tear
if you never hear from me
I am leaving in an airplane
I am never to be found
so dear don't say you were not warned
if I never come around
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<i>for all those on the red list</i>
I brace myself, my little soul
I am the last of my species
the pinnacle of modernity
most my days are cracks and creases
the thought itself is too immense
I am the last of my kind
the moment is too big to grasp
its likeness hard to find
I always felt strange in your midst
the answer came on the red list
too late for help, haven't you heard?
there's no more time left in the world
some would pretend to hear my calls
some promised not to shy
I brace myself, my tiny life
there's only me under the sky
Wow ... it's been a while since I last painted.
Long Goes the Night, Longer the Day
larger image - This is actually my first comissioned painting. *squee!* I hope they like it. If they don't I could just as well keep it. I'm happy with how it turned out even though it's not really something I would have made for myself. It took me quite a while to paint, almost twice the amount of time I usually spend on a painting. Hmm ... what's it about? Do you have any suggestions?
Thanks for watching ... and caring.
Long Goes the Night, Longer the Day
larger image - This is actually my first comissioned painting. *squee!* I hope they like it. If they don't I could just as well keep it. I'm happy with how it turned out even though it's not really something I would have made for myself. It took me quite a while to paint, almost twice the amount of time I usually spend on a painting. Hmm ... what's it about? Do you have any suggestions?
Thanks for watching ... and caring.
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Thank-yous all around!
So it's time for a new one.
The Field of Burning Crosses.
larger image I tried out some new dimensions 'cause I've wanted to do something more "panoramic" for a while now. I think it suits the motifs I've been thinking of lately. I don't get all that empty space to fill with sky. I actually came up with the title first and then yesterday I got the image in my head while in the shower. It's actually a great place to be inspired.
As usual I am very, very interested in what you think of it.
Thanks for caring.
So it's time for a new one.
The Field of Burning Crosses.
larger image I tried out some new dimensions 'cause I've wanted to do something more "panoramic" for a while now. I think it suits the motifs I've been thinking of lately. I don't get all that empty space to fill with sky. I actually came up with the title first and then yesterday I got the image in my head while in the shower. It's actually a great place to be inspired.
As usual I am very, very interested in what you think of it.
Thanks for caring.
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Heres what i think of the first one, Long Goes the Night. I'll try writing exactly what i think as i think of it so it may be a bit scattered, but it's the only way to be comepletly honest, as i like to be when it comes to art that strikes me (the few that do).
I see slavery, almost mindless slavery, monks working as drones toward a goal, they know not what. They only know blood is in the air and sweat and dirt at their feet. tho it appears to be in the evening with a beautiful red sunset, it has no beauty to them, they live with it night and day, it's always the same. It all makes me kind of depressed really. I don't know what kind of labour they exert themselves for, perhaps it's just treading the ground with their unseen sandles, the unlevel ground making it hard to do 24/7.
then again the sunset could be mountains and the horizon gold. but it still leaves a gloomy feeling.
As regards the second one, Feild of burning crosses
it seems obvious that it is a 'photograph' of the monks in the first painting. it seems they really were working for nothing, from a selfish point of veiw. what they did brought light to others and they just did it without thought, like the wheels of a clock. But when they died, the light ceased. the painting only shows what happened to them, it makes you wonder what about the rest of the world with no light? what happened to them when the light died with the workers? whether it this world or another...and what killed them, they seemed immortal.
thats what i see from an artists/poet's point of veiw.
may i ask what kind of canvas and paints you used of them daniel? i love the colours. hey, what do *you* think abou them yourself huh?
I see slavery, almost mindless slavery, monks working as drones toward a goal, they know not what. They only know blood is in the air and sweat and dirt at their feet. tho it appears to be in the evening with a beautiful red sunset, it has no beauty to them, they live with it night and day, it's always the same. It all makes me kind of depressed really. I don't know what kind of labour they exert themselves for, perhaps it's just treading the ground with their unseen sandles, the unlevel ground making it hard to do 24/7.
then again the sunset could be mountains and the horizon gold. but it still leaves a gloomy feeling.
As regards the second one, Feild of burning crosses
it seems obvious that it is a 'photograph' of the monks in the first painting. it seems they really were working for nothing, from a selfish point of veiw. what they did brought light to others and they just did it without thought, like the wheels of a clock. But when they died, the light ceased. the painting only shows what happened to them, it makes you wonder what about the rest of the world with no light? what happened to them when the light died with the workers? whether it this world or another...and what killed them, they seemed immortal.
thats what i see from an artists/poet's point of veiw.
may i ask what kind of canvas and paints you used of them daniel? i love the colours. hey, what do *you* think abou them yourself huh?
I've been thinking long and hard about your post ... It always amazes me how aspects of my work are so unknown to me and so obvious to others. I won't say you're wrong ... but here comes my take on them.
Long Goes the Night, Longer the Day: Archaelogical remains. A grave maybe. But there's no fear or death present. Rather that immense feeling of eternity that the knowledge of ancient civilisations give... communication through the ages. A message. And an infinite firmament. The passing of time. Did they know about us?
The Field of Burning Crosses: Earth. Mud. Post apocalyptical. Rebirth. Loneliness. Echoes. Injustice. Rage. Something happened here. The earth lives on without us.
Long Goes the Night, Longer the Day: Archaelogical remains. A grave maybe. But there's no fear or death present. Rather that immense feeling of eternity that the knowledge of ancient civilisations give... communication through the ages. A message. And an infinite firmament. The passing of time. Did they know about us?
The Field of Burning Crosses: Earth. Mud. Post apocalyptical. Rebirth. Loneliness. Echoes. Injustice. Rage. Something happened here. The earth lives on without us.
wow. i often forget how different people see things so differently, this is a great example. That's the great thing about art, there is no wrong point of veiw. The art leaves you and you alone to interpret it and bond with it in your own way, music, paintings..well just about anything. Thing is people sometimes feel they must force their p.o.v. on others, right or wrong. If the artists wants the art to be seen as something in particular, he'll just say it, if not he'll remain silent or ask opinions. It teaches you more about your own art when you find out how others see it, ya know? That's how i see it anyway. I have much more respect for artist that allow people to see things with their own eyes, but i admit sometimes if a point must be expressed, the artist must proclaim it. but sometimes it turns people off, they like to see it their way.
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So depressing Daniel. It kinda hurts abit.
I only hope you dont' feel this dark yourself....
I've always had a love for photagraphy, but I'd feel like i was having an affair, because music and words are my thing. The pictures awesomely chosen, they kind of strike you, in a very sad way along with the words. I'm sure you got thru to whoever sees/reads them what you wanted to. and depressed them too
I only hope you dont' feel this dark yourself....
I've always had a love for photagraphy, but I'd feel like i was having an affair, because music and words are my thing. The pictures awesomely chosen, they kind of strike you, in a very sad way along with the words. I'm sure you got thru to whoever sees/reads them what you wanted to. and depressed them too
...........
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