Unfinished Masterwork

After about six hours work I am letting the digital paint dry, so to speak. The plan was to recreate something of an unfinished masterwork, as if the artist had run out of funds in the middle of the project. The bit I love the most about being an artist, and a visual editor is […]

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The Art of Cheating

  If you’re going to cheat, then be sure to do it well. In fact, do it so well that it becomes an art form in itself. If you contrive and manipulate to create an artistic representation of the world around you that gives you and others pleasure, such as through the medium of photography […]

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Gumballs!

    I had to re-post this, just because it made me laugh, and I thought it deserved another round. I was actually trying to accumulate all of the work I’ve done on this book of mine over the past years, when I came across this piece. Ah, but for the pleasures of getting sidetracked, […]

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The Validity of Humans and Trees

The following piece is another excerpt from my metaphysics book, which I continue to write, although I have now written the first draft of the final chapter. Tuesday 20th June 2017 – 10:49am “Infractions of the heart do occur. It does not take much to realise that your heart beats with every thought. It thrives […]

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Personal Sessions, Frida Khalo and, Art.

Recovering as I am from a mild concussion, (don’t ask…), I thought I’d share and indeed recycle stuff written way back when, as opposed to focussing on writing anything new. Head’s still a little fuzzy, and I’m not supposed to be on the computer. I’ve been going through my archives lately trying to refresh my […]

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Sunday Tuesday.

Tuesday, 11 April 2017 – 9:38am Today feels like a Sunday. Some distant memory of how Sundays used to be when I was a kid: quiet. I like quiet. There is something very comforting about quiet, or at least where ambient sounds are kept to a minimum. As a child, quiet meant that I wasn’t […]

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Tornado Skies and Cherry Pies

Tuesday, 4 April 2017 – 10:31am  The cherry trees outside my window look very pretty with the sun shining through their delicate pink blossoms; everything from pale pink to deep rose. The long webbed shadows of their branches stretch along the street – branch tips gently draped over the base of each successive tree. Pink […]

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