Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Dramatic mountain landscape
Dramatic Mountain LandscapeGouache and oil crayon on Guardi Artistico paper
Posted for Inspire Me Thursday's Crayon Art theme.
I use this technique quite frequently, starting with light shades of oil crayon, then painting over the crayon with gouache or watercolor. The waxy crayon repels the water-based paint, creating an interesting effect. Thanks to the excellent picture quality of my new reflex camera, not much work on the digital image is needed to obtain colors that are close to the original.
L.B.
Friday, May 16, 2008
The entitled to mope fib
This
morn-
ing is
far from soar –
my soul is flat sprat
on the ground and friendless. Go mope,
I tell myself, now
is the right
time for
sore.
Go.
morn-
ing is
far from soar –
my soul is flat sprat
on the ground and friendless. Go mope,
I tell myself, now
is the right
time for
sore.
Go.
– Leonard “Downer” Blumfeld (© 2008)
Sunday Scribblings #111 soar/sore for personal treatment.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
In permutation of Gertrude Stein
A rose is not a rose not a rose
Note added in afterthought
Who knows what exactly Gertrude Stein had in mind with her triple rose ("a rose is a rose is a rose"), one of the most frequent quotes ever. I assume that she wanted to draw attention to the essence of what a rose is.
My permutation wants to emphasize the fact that roses are probably the most meaning-laden flowers ever – highly symbolic objects.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Warm and cold
Warm and ColdGouache and oil crayon, 2004
A painting instead of writing for One Single Impression's "warm" prompt.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Something you've known all along
There's so much good telephone stuff out there in the music world that I could not even click myself into creative telephone mode for Sunday Scribblings #110. The lyrics of a historical Blondie hit from 1979 follow below. I call it historical because the fundamental situation presented ("I'm in the phone booth, it's the one across the hall") is a historical one. Nowadays we all carry our private phone booths around with ourselves.
I particularly love the cheeky line "I want to tell you something you've known all along" (from which the title of this post derives) – isn't that the gist of many phone conversations?
Here goes (I'm also posting the Youtube video below, which is fun to watch – if only because of Deborah Harry's funny eye and finger work):
Hanging on the Telephone
I'm in the phone booth, it's the one across the hall
If you don't answer, I'll just ring it off the wall
I know he's there, but I just had to call
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
I heard your mother now she's going out the door
Did she go to work or just go to the store
All those things she said I told you to ignore
Oh why can't we talk again
Oh why can't we talk again
Oh why can't we talk again
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
It's good to hear your voice, you know it's been so long
If I don't get your call then everything goes wrong
I want to tell you something you've known all along
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
I had to interrupt and stop this conversation
Your voice across the line gives me a strange sensation
I'd like to talk when I can show you my affection
Oh I can't control myself
Oh I can't control myself
Oh I can't control myself
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
Hang up and run to me
Whoah, hang up and run to me
Whoah, hang up and run to me
Whoah, hang up and run to me
Whoah oh oh oh run to me
(Written by Jack Lee; from Parallel Lines)
I particularly love the cheeky line "I want to tell you something you've known all along" (from which the title of this post derives) – isn't that the gist of many phone conversations?
Here goes (I'm also posting the Youtube video below, which is fun to watch – if only because of Deborah Harry's funny eye and finger work):
Hanging on the Telephone
I'm in the phone booth, it's the one across the hall
If you don't answer, I'll just ring it off the wall
I know he's there, but I just had to call
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
I heard your mother now she's going out the door
Did she go to work or just go to the store
All those things she said I told you to ignore
Oh why can't we talk again
Oh why can't we talk again
Oh why can't we talk again
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
It's good to hear your voice, you know it's been so long
If I don't get your call then everything goes wrong
I want to tell you something you've known all along
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
I had to interrupt and stop this conversation
Your voice across the line gives me a strange sensation
I'd like to talk when I can show you my affection
Oh I can't control myself
Oh I can't control myself
Oh I can't control myself
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
Hang up and run to me
Whoah, hang up and run to me
Whoah, hang up and run to me
Whoah, hang up and run to me
Whoah oh oh oh run to me
(Written by Jack Lee; from Parallel Lines)
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Definitely human
A cautious human,
maybe too
cautious at times
Written using today’s three words from 3WW – cautious, human, maybe.
– Leonard Blumfeld
maybe too
cautious at times
Written using today’s three words from 3WW – cautious, human, maybe.
– Leonard Blumfeld
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
I’ll wear a mask for you
I’ll wear a mask for you
– Leonard Cohen
I did that for you
and kept the mask on for many days
At first I didn’t know
where my breathing problems came from
It got worse and worse
I was near suffocation most of the time
You were beginning to look at me strangely,
as at someone you didn’t recognize
I went for medical help,
explained the situation
“Is it that black thing you have on?”
the doctor said
“Now why would you wear that?”
“To please her,
and because I know
she wouldn’t like me without.
What should I do?”
“Take it off. The mask is the source
of your problems.”
“But I will lose her. She’ll be terrified.”
“How do you know?
She’s never seen you without.”
I followed doctor’s orders
and removed the mask.
“Who are you?” you said
My new looks did not please you
It wasn’t long before you left me
I went back to the doctor’s office
“Your breathing is much improved,
your face looks quite relaxed.
How come you’re back?”
“She’s gone. She wanted that mask.”
“You must decide what you want.
My guess is that she is not what you want.”
And with those words
my doctor dismissed me and closed the door
– Leonard Blumfeld
Inspired by the Lyrics and Verse Challenge at Poets Who Blog.
– Leonard Cohen
I did that for you
and kept the mask on for many days
At first I didn’t know
where my breathing problems came from
It got worse and worse
I was near suffocation most of the time
You were beginning to look at me strangely,
as at someone you didn’t recognize
I went for medical help,
explained the situation
“Is it that black thing you have on?”
the doctor said
“Now why would you wear that?”
“To please her,
and because I know
she wouldn’t like me without.
What should I do?”
“Take it off. The mask is the source
of your problems.”
“But I will lose her. She’ll be terrified.”
“How do you know?
She’s never seen you without.”
I followed doctor’s orders
and removed the mask.
“Who are you?” you said
My new looks did not please you
It wasn’t long before you left me
I went back to the doctor’s office
“Your breathing is much improved,
your face looks quite relaxed.
How come you’re back?”
“She’s gone. She wanted that mask.”
“You must decide what you want.
My guess is that she is not what you want.”
And with those words
my doctor dismissed me and closed the door
– Leonard Blumfeld
Inspired by the Lyrics and Verse Challenge at Poets Who Blog.
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