enter the eagle
carried high on the
shoulders of children
laughing gaily
trusting family
ignorant of history
making own reality
petulant insanity
insert much profanity
the clock ticks
and having tocked moves on
and not all the piety in the world
will stop not one wit
of this history repeating itself
the end comes
not with a bang
but with a banker
not with a fight
not out in the open
but boardroom deals
bloodless sans scruples
the world is lost
for want of more
abstract symbols
good people in general
fill up with doubt
that is the nature of
seeing things out
but great men are moving
they feel no fear
they heed no limits
and now
the nameless creature
lurches into being
our fate may be sealed
four-wheeled and fore-dealed
the planet's ordeal
the long stretched thread
snaps back to position
slow motion to live through
the long proposition
histories throughput
and most
not care to look
reports unread
and the baby's voice boomed
matters not
won't be here to see it
better off dead
Seems like I uploaded these photos the other day, and got no further.
they aren't even very descriptive of the process. These are two different works, although they have Sennelier Opera Rose in common.
but one has been painted into with Viridian from Winsor and Newton artists watercolours, and the other with Manganese Blue, from the same house.
here are the finished works
Technique, own invention, called unpainting, put paint on, take it back off.
Sennelier Opera Rose and Winsor and Newton Viridian
Watercolour on Golden brand acrylic paint on artcard.
size, 21 cms high by 29.7 cms wide
Sennelier Opera Rose and Winsor and Newton Manganese Blue
Watercolour on Golden brand acrylic paint on artcard.
size, 21 cms high by 29.7 cms wide
I like the strategic placement of the vegemite jar.
It has my medicine. The vegemite is long gone. I need to go to Iceland to get some more