Category Archives: ART

Paintings, photography, aesthetic objects, beautiful communication, and anything I consider to be art, artful, artistic, artsy or whatever.
Art is subjective. It is a quality of communication can be contributed to by the viewer through empathy or agreement with its creator.

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DREAMS: ELSEWHERE OR NOWHERE

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When you sleep, YOU may be elsewhere or nowhere…. 
Sleeping Beauty
“The acute phase announced itself by nightmares of a grotesque and terrifying and premonitory nature. Miss R. had a series of dreams about one central theme: she dreamed she was imprisoned in an inaccessible castle, but the castle had the form and shape of herself; she dreamed of enchantments, bewitchment, entrancement; she dreamed that she had become a living, sentient statue of stone; she dreamed that the world had come to a stop; she dreamed that she had fallen into a sleep so deep that nothing could wake her; she dreamed of a death which was different from death.”   ~ Oliver Sacks, describing the symptoms experienced by Rose R., a patient who fell ill with Encephalitis Lethargica (Sleepy Sickness), from Awakenings. Later in the text, Rose R. is described as “…she was simply — elsewhere (or nowhere).”PAINTING:  Edward Burne-Jones (1833-1898),  The Sleeping Beauty, 1870-1873

Dream of girl before sunrise - Karl Briullov
ART, INSIDE THE BOOK, READING MATTER, The Real Johannes Vermeer, THE VERMEER WOMEN, VERMEER REVEALED

VERMEER ON iTUNES

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Vermeer This book is available on your iPhone, iPad, or iPod touch with iBooks and on your computer with iTunes.

http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/vermeer/id443800993?mt=11#

“Vermeer: Portraits of A Lifetime” is a revolutionary re-examination of the mystique and mythology surrounding the 17th Century Dutch Master painter, Johannes Vermeer. For the first time in over 300 years names of people who posed for his paintings are identified. An unknown portrait of Vermeer, painted by his friend, Gerard ter Borch, is exposed. This book is an empathetic retrospective, built on observations that reveal answers to dozens of speculations about his paintings, his wife, his daughters, and contemporaries who were the subjects of his art, and with whom he shared his brief life in Delft.

 

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A NOTE ON THE HUMAN SPECIES

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“An Atomic Bomb is to the Macrocosm what the ‘Birth Bomb’ is to the Microcosm. Fusion of sexual reproduction is ignited by a chemical stimulant that triggers a chain reaction of cellular division, replication and programmed growth of an organism capable of being occupied, animated, or endowed with Life, and operated by a spiritual entity.  — from The 423rd Standard Edition of The Mortality Mechanic’s Maintenance Manual, Chapter 326.78, Bipedal Biological Replication, Section 42, Paragraph 17, Item 30. Published by Mortality Mechanic’s Collective Press, Chaldaron II, Galaxy Prime Ninety-Two. Reprint Rights Reserved Upon Pain of Death by Decree of The Principle Magistrate of Mortality Maintenance, His Haughty Magnificence, Lord Flemmon-Arth-Mordus III.“

Excerpt from the new book by Lawrence R. Spencer, MORTALITY MECHANIC’S MANUAL

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BE WILDE

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“The truth is rarely pure and never simple.” 
― Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest

“Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” 
― Oscar Wilde, The Critic as Artist

“Never love anyone who treats you like you’re ordinary.” 
― Oscar Wilde

“Who, being loved, is poor?” 
― Oscar Wilde

“I don’t want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.” 
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

“Whenever people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong.” 

― Oscar Wilde

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Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills Wilde (16 October 1854 – 30 November 1900) was an Irish writer and poet. After writing in different forms throughout the 1880s, he became one of London’s most popular playwrights in the early 1890s. Today he is remembered for his epigrams, his only novel (The Picture of Dorian Gray), as well as his plays.

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POETRY THERAPY

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In the Western world, poetry is a dying art form…..  As art becomes extinct or ignored, so does the civilization.  Or, at the very least, the art being created, or the absence of it, reflect the spiritual condition of the individuals in the civilization.  Personally, I have discovered that writing poetry is very therapeutic. It creates  inner peace, perspective, serenity, spiritual insights, and aesthetic reverie.

Modern “poetry” is most often expressed in the Lyrics of songs.  Have you listened to very much “popular” music lately?  In the U.S. the most popular (best selling) music is “country music”.  The lyrics to the majority of these songs are written specifically to appeal to the LOWEST common denominators of human “intelligence”:  sex, cowboys, beer, trucks, parties, and the “idealized lifestyle” of the working-class peasant, jealousy, failed romance, and, did I mention sex?  Fundamentally, modern “music” is all about making money.  Like the rest of Western “civilization”, which is an artificially created mirage, bought and paid for by NWO bankers, legislated by criminal politicians, enforced by a psychotic military-police-state, and propagandized into “popularity” by the Global Media Machine — everything is about MONEY, Power, Control and Possessions…. and did I mention sex?

There is a quiet, simple remedy for the insane, manic, soulless absurdity created by the artificial environment of television, Hollywood films and the internet.  

It is a simple form of “meditation”:  Turn off the TV, turn off your cell-phone, turn ON Your Soul.  Write a poem.

If you wonder sometimes why you feel depressed, overwhelmed, stressed out, purposeless and alone, you may find Your SELF while writing a poem.  

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