tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67872230365846679592024-03-14T06:14:28.022-03:00Robert McCallyou provide the bylineRobert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-40710939745596830542011-07-18T02:13:00.000-03:002011-07-18T02:13:13.768-03:00parapagraphywhen i was about 12 i think i remember writing a sentence or it may have been a parapagraphy without punctuation and my teacher told me it was the longest sentence he had ever come across well i was quite impressed with myself really quite so i like that word above that i wrote parapagraphy that´s what this is it´s a parpagrahy there you go ive changed the ehading and invented a word welol just felt like writing something really listening to jean cocteau can´t be bothered providing a link why do people link to vertything all the time yunno isnt it veritable mmm that´s tinteresting i used the word veritable without knowing what it means bt it must have been hidden away somewhere in the mind in the backblocks obscured by the fuzz mmm i like that obsured by the fuzz might amkae aq good paiting do u like spelling mistakes i means dont u know the writer better bny the mistakes they make or dont make and shudnt they really be left it gives you the reader an idea of my typing ablity and allows me to get on with thebusiness f freewriting stremaing consiousness laden with errors but of course i using a portuguese jkeyboard which makes it a bit tough and mmmm i cant stop my fingers from occasonally jumoing tot hebackspace key to knowck off a letter i know ive typed incorrectly there i did it again mmm subcocnsiouness is fascinating isnt it i really ahould send u a link to theis jean cocteau recording it´s thorouhgtly fascinating ok iw ill so here it is http://ubu.wfmu.org/sound/scanner/Scanner_BBC_The-Human-Voice_1998.mp3 mmlost train of thought no matter parapagraphing it´s und isn´t it , well it is for me i dont have to gotg back and fx all the errors for all the people who want the world to bejust so, yunno perfect where people dont mak e mistakes where weverything is just so and we judege everyone by the mistakes they dont make beccause thats how we can ake the world perfect when really it would be more interesting f the imperfectons of tlife were their in palne balck and white for all to se thus the digestion and understandingof which would be more palatabkel and even perhaos peple would be more free to say do be whatever they wat to be rather than what everyone e3lse expect them to be o0h i9m writing lookign at the swcrenn nw and akeing a kot orre mistales wehich i qute like as they wrods loik far more interesting to em and well its just more interesting to me, poerhaos not to to t0p you the reader nit it is to me i means hud i 3ve n care abotu ther eader no i shuldt as ths ltitle dity butyu is for me nt you itçs a record of thoughts a referenfe foi udeas da do do la jean cocteau has gfinished now so have iRobert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-22996140178759337502011-04-23T15:23:00.000-03:002011-04-23T15:23:28.707-03:00New StaticI looked at Static from yesterday <br />
and didn't like it - so it's dead.<br />
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This is the new static<br />
I dunno how long it will last<br />
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I like it today<br />
but that could change tomorrow.<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5647095190/" title="Static by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5064/5647095190_6b0582def7.jpg" width="488" height="500" alt="Static"></a>Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-21655947306981461322011-04-23T09:29:00.000-03:002011-04-23T09:29:45.415-03:00A PoemI thought I'd write a poem.Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-80557627656900625092011-04-22T12:32:00.000-03:002011-04-22T12:32:02.243-03:00StaticPainted static on white<br />
dunno why<br />
no particular space or reason<br />
<br />
watched a doco<br />
about nothing<br />
lost in space and reason<br />
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stuff<br />
stuff like static<br />
nothing and everything<br />
<br />
like static on the box<br />
light that's taken<br />
2.5 million years to arrive<br />
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on the screen<br />
starlight, fractured<br />
and abated<br />
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from a vacuum<br />
like us,<br />
made of static<br />
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static<br />
matter and anti-matter<br />
zip, nada<br />
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Supposed - we are static.<br />
In the abyss<br />
of nothing.<br />
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<img alt="Static" height="452" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5027/5641443015_1eb6d6a30f.jpg" width="500" />Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-18778978274969339442011-04-09T00:07:00.001-03:002011-04-09T11:23:11.864-03:00A - G L I M P S EIn a moment,<br />
it will come.<br />
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With you forever;<br />
a prescient light.<br />
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Touches unspoken, <br />
bevelled in trust.<br />
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An elusive delight,<br />
taken by a moment.<br />
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Curiously still,<br />
shrouded in space.<br />
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Unwinding the tethers,<br />
of mind.<br />
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Listening to the wind,<br />
of heart.<br />
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It's possible to find it,<br />
and remember forever.<br />
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A - G L I M P S E<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5602671793/" title="Self Portrait by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5028/5602671793_80b0d30ce9.jpg" width="351" height="500" alt="Self Portrait"></a>Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-50182361869171763482011-04-08T01:32:00.001-03:002011-04-08T02:36:12.037-03:00This Painting Upset my WifeI dunno why she was upset - do you?<br />
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I enjoy doing imaginary pieces like this. It started off as a girl looking up, and then I thought of different things and it developed into this. I'm not sure if it's finished - I doubt that it is. It needs rendering, and well, I don't think I'm there with it, however I thought I'd share it anyway and see what you think. Do post a comment.<br />
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If you do it'll be the first. Thanks for visiting.<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5590378519/" title="IMGA0004 by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5266/5590378519_9890ea54a4.jpg" width="326" height="500" alt="IMGA0004"></a>Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-62056767551375578362011-04-05T22:51:00.000-03:002011-04-05T22:51:53.993-03:00Oh Papaya'Oh Papaya' is a kind of play on words. <br />
In Portuguese it reminds me of,<br />
'oh papai', or 'oh mamae'.<br />
<br />
Children exclaiming in the street 'oh papai/mamae, eu quero, eu quero' when he/she wants a lolly or something. <br />
<br />
So it sprang to mind -'oh papaya'. <br />
I bought some Papaya's on the way home tonight. <br />
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They're cheap in Brazil. <br />
About 50 cents each.<br />
<br />
They taste good, look good, smell good, but don't step in it. <br />
Cheech and Chong - rambling.<br />
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I looked up the etymology of Papaya,<br />
and it's Spanish in origin and used to mean 'fruit' in the 1590's,<br />
followed by 'tree' in the 1610's. <br />
<br />
But it doesn't say anything else. <br />
<br />
It's got a nice rhythym. <br />
The word - it has a nice ring to it. <br />
<br />
It might be a good name for a dog or something else congenial. <br />
What else is congenial? <br />
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Not much. <br />
An imaginary lover perhaps. <br />
<br />
Real ones aren't congenial are they? <br />
Long term they aren't. <br />
<br />
Oh, I know - those rubber lovers that lonely psychotic virgins buy to play with at home. <br />
<br />
Stop right there!<br />
<br />
Here's 'oh papaya'. <br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5593431635/" title="IMGA0003 by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5022/5593431635_6f2187fa3a.jpg" width="500" height="458" alt="IMGA0003"></a>Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-29388585119810227172011-04-04T19:13:00.001-03:002011-04-05T10:18:22.531-03:00Still Life 'floater'This looks like a croissant 'floater'.<br />
My first shot at a reflection<br />
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It's a leaf.<br />
Painted wet on wet.<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5589835927/" title="IMGA0223 by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5261/5589835927_02838a90e0.jpg" width="500" height="477" alt="IMGA0223"></a>Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-69912976910206207572011-04-03T20:50:00.001-03:002011-04-03T21:49:39.067-03:00Nicotine and EnergyHad fried shrimp for lunch, <br />
- didn't feel well.<br />
<br />
Went to bed for a snooze. <br />
Got up; tried to kick start my day again. <br />
<br />
Still didn't feel too good.<br />
Lay around, watched some tv, had a cigarette.<br />
<br />
Found some vitamen C. <br />
Two tabs that fizz - and I was feeling better.<br />
<br />
Trying to knock out a painting a day. <br />
This was a tough one.<br />
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Called it 'Nicotine and Energy'.<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5587021910/" title="Painting Oil 6 x 6 canvas by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5023/5587021910_7b16afcc3e_z.jpg" width="440" height="328" alt="Painting Oil 6 x 6 canvas"></a>Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-55142177536193124772011-04-02T23:43:00.003-03:002011-04-19T21:47:45.693-03:00Vomit!It's a sick sick world.<br />
Men of power,<br />
greed, and cunning.<br />
Vomit!<br />
<br />
Banal and sophomoric, <br />
evil men;<br />
ohhhh such vile, vile, vile men.<br />
Vomit!<br />
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Arrogant,<br />
cantakerous,<br />
cruel and callous men.<br />
Vomit!<br />
<br />
May they drown,<br />
in blood,<br />
in the blood of angels,<br />
and vomit, vomit, vomit!<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5583421599/" title="IMGA0213 by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5020/5583421599_46f5433de2_z.jpg" width="383" height="640" alt="IMGA0213"></a>Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-90851222487098246572011-04-01T22:29:00.002-03:002011-04-04T23:27:26.835-03:00Self MorphosisSelf Morphosis<br />
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No, no, no<br />
something wasn't right<br />
isn't right<br />
never right<br />
<br />
Morphed again<br />
drinking coke, smoking.<br />
searching - pushing<br />
not right<br />
<br />
Circles, more circles<br />
red, black, yellow<br />
circles around my brain, BIG<br />
aarrggghh that's better<br />
something is right<br />
<br />
Light, there must be light<br />
shade, paint, more<br />
more<br />
it's not right, never right<br />
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Darkness<br />
not perfect for godsake nothings perfect<br />
don't seek<br />
don't <br />
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I don't like the circles<br />
paint em<br />
more paint<br />
arrrgghhh that's better<br />
feeling better now.<br />
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Morphed again.<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5581057154/" title="IMGA0168 by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5134/5581057154_1a73bf9576_z.jpg" width="451" height="640" alt="IMGA0168"></a>Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-28234725425369778932011-03-31T16:16:00.002-03:002011-04-03T21:51:21.616-03:00I Can't Paint DayI'm having an 'I can't paint day'. I've started a piece for St Georges Day which is on April 23rd, and it was going along well the first day (yesterday), but I managed to stuff it up today. So, I started something else. A 6 by 6 sill life. Bloody still life's. Well, it was a complete shamoosshhh! So, I quashed it. Went for a walk around the block. Did some real work, and now I'm back at it. I've started another self portrait - I think I'll refer to them as 'self discovery tours' as they seem to lead in all different directions that are quite unexpected. I also started another still life of an onion and a garlic. Surely I can paint an onion and a garlic. Frustrated! So, I decided to find out what I should be painting. What's my personality type? I went online and did this personality test which told me I was an ENTP. <a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/high-level.html">Here's the definition </a> and where you can find out what you are. So then I tried to find out how this ENTP personality type might adapt to painting. Should I be painting abstracts, figurative, portraits, still life, expressionist, impressionist - well of course I couldn't find out. Why hasn't someone made a list of all the artists personality types, so we can discover which genre might suit our personality? Indeed shouldn't it be the first thing educators do at school? When you're five years old, you get tested, and streamed into different classes. Why didn't anyone ever offer an Art class to me at school? Why did I get pushed into accounting? I hated accounting. Educators need to get a grip on what the student wants, not what they want. Let the student decide when and how they're educated. Find out their personality type, and learner type very early on in their education and focus. Instead we waist all this time 'finding out who we really are' because the educators didn't do the job right in the first place. End of rant. So, I found out that Rachel Ray is an ENTP too. Mmmm no help there. Well, she's a cook and so am I, and she's creative, and sociable so yes there are similarities. Anyway, I'll keep painting and see what happens. At least 'artist' is one of the careers first suggested for an ENTP type. It means we can start lots of things and not finish them. We can dream. We can imagine things that don't exist and create them. We can have 5, 10, 50 paintings on the go at one time. That's salubrious!<br />
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I hope you're getting there in whatever you're doing. <br />
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<i>Me</i>: If not, like Churchill said 'never, never, never give up' right? <br />
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<i>ENTP</i>: Well, give up if you hate it and try something new. That's my ENTP advice. <br />
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<i>Me</i>: Be quiet ENTP. That's not good advice. Remember, never start what you can't finish. You're always changing your mind! You drive me nuts!<br />
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<i>ENTP</i>: Yep, it's coz I'm ENTP. A visionary! Get over it!<br />
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<i>Me</i>: You're right. Here's my onion.<br />
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<i>ETNP</i>: Aren't you going to finish it (laugh)?<br />
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<i>Me</i>: Later (cringe).<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5577759516/" title="IMGA0150 by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5057/5577759516_cf403fe668_z.jpg" width="432" height="440" alt="IMGA0150"></a>Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-92084117151347819192011-03-30T19:13:00.002-03:002011-03-31T08:10:57.918-03:00J.W.M.Turner - Poet/ArtistI'm reading <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._M._W._Turner">'Turner</a> - His Life and Work' by <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Lindsay">Jack Lindsay </a> . In it, Lindsay talks about Turner's love of travel and adventure. With a knapsack and easel thrown over his shoulder - off Turner would venture into the wild blue yonder to discover the joys of the world. On these journeys he'd sketch and paint (as you'd expect). But, he would also write poetry. <br />
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Chapter five of the book is entitled 'The World of Poetry' and it outlines the part poetry had to play throughout Turner's life. <br />
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Well, I came across this 'love' poem written by Turner around 1800-1805 and I thought I'd share it with you, along with one of his paintings. I've typed the poem here exactly as it appears in the book. The painting is from <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:William_Turner_-_Fishermen_at_Sea.jpg">Wikipedia</a> with a creative commons license.<br />
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I like seeing Turner's poetry and paintings together. I think it adds another layer of complexity. You can feel his intensity through both.<br />
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I mentioned yesterday that I struggle with still life, and I think I know why. In my opinion most still life paintings lack emotion unlike other forms. I wonder if Turner painted any still life's? I doubt it somehow. Being pent-up wasn't his style. Or at least it wasn't on the canvas as it may have been in the bedroom. He remained single and forlorn his entire life. <br />
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Turner may have been thinking of 'Fisherman at Sea 1796' - the painting below, when he wrote this poem. There's no mention of it in Lindsay's book, but they do appear to complement each other. Lindsay does say that Turner was having problems in his relationship with Sarah Danby at the time. She was married to a friend of Turners, who died suddenly. And Turner filled the void so to speak. So, this was a difficult time for Turner. <br />
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I'll toddle off and go and paint my wee 6 by 6' still life now. Light and shade, light and shade, emotion, turbulence.......bye.<br />
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Love is like the raging Ocean<br />
Wind(s) that sway it's troubled motion<br />
Womens temper will supply<br />
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Man the easy bark which sailing<br />
On the unblest treacherous sea<br />
Where Cares like waves in fell succession<br />
Frown destruction over his days<br />
Overwhelming crews in traitrous way<br />
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This thro life we circling tread<br />
Recr(e)ant poor or vainly wise<br />
Unheed(ing) grasp the bubble Pleasure<br />
Which bursts his grasp or flies<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/48/William_Turner_-_Fishermen_at_Sea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="960" width="1274" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/48/William_Turner_-_Fishermen_at_Sea.jpg" /></a></div>Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-31991137494409430132011-03-29T22:21:00.004-03:002011-03-31T07:12:17.370-03:00Daily PaintingsI painted my coffee cup tonight on a little 6 inch by 6 inch canvas. Why? Well, I have all these 6 by 6 canvases hanging about my little enclave and I need to paint on them.<br />
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There's a movement afoot called 'daily painters'. People who paint small original artworks on a daily basis. Various articles have been written about them. I noticed <a href="www.dailypainters.com/">Daily Painters </a> a few years ago, and since then I've seen other sites popping up like <a href="http://www.freshpaintdailypainters.com/">Fresh Daily Painters</a> and <a href="http://www.dailypainteroriginals.com/">Daily Painting Originals</a>. It's a good way to make a buck and sustain oneself, whilst working on larger works.<br />
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So, I'm tempted to join. I need to get into the habit I think, and practice my brush skills. <br />
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The problem I have with it is that a lot of the work on these sites doesn't suit my tastes. Don't ask why. I just find it uninteresting. Of course anyone could say that about what I paint. It's boring, weird, or just plain unattractive. That part doesn't worry me. I listen to what people have to say of course, but I also have to think who says it, and well there are a whole lot of other factors that come into it. I mean it's completely subjective. What does concern me is how I might fit in. I've been giving it some thought. I'm not much of a still life painter. I get bored easily. Daily Painters suit a more deligent, patient, and technically minded personality. Not like me. But, then today I was thinking of <a href="http://www.google.co.nz/images?um=1&hl=en&rlz=1C1WZPD_en___NZ387&q=giorgio+morandi&revid=21326402&ie=UTF-8&source=og&sa=N&tab=wi&biw=1280&bih=678">Giorgio Morandi</a>. Now, his still lifes are captivating. Perhaps I could use bottles, vases and cups as a theme? I think it might be a good idea. Morandi, yes. So, if you're wondering why I start painting cups, saucers, vases, and bowls and things just think of Morandi. <br />
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My Coffee Cup.<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5572942200/" title="IMGA0146 by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5187/5572942200_1f3a62afb9.jpg" width="500" height="496" alt="IMGA0146" /></a>Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-39531678264111242952011-03-29T10:42:00.002-03:002011-03-30T08:15:32.397-03:00Christiano and Alma - ArtistsLast Friday I went to an exhibition opening for a design company called Retina78. During the night I managed to have a chat with the very amicable Alma Thomas and her friend Christiano Menezes. Christiano is very talented photographer, illustrator, and artist. He was celebrating his 10th anniversary at Caza Arte Contemporanea. I'd recommend that you check out Christiano's <a href="http://www.retina78.com.br/2011/">website here. </a><br />
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Yes, it was a night out for the cool crowd, and me.<br />
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Here's a badly edited video (I tried my best) of the chat we had together, followed by some of Christiano's artwork, and a beautiful ballad entitled 'fall' sung by Alma. I should mention that Alma and her husband Pedro also run a production company and if the video is anything to go by, a very creative one.<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5561180229/" title="IMGA0114 by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5104/5561180229_1192612884.jpg" width="304" height="500" alt="IMGA0114" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5561757128/" title="IMGA0117 by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5226/5561757128_7dd3d79f4b.jpg" width="329" height="500" alt="IMGA0117" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5561752112/" title="IMGA0112 by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5143/5561752112_124ebdeaae.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMGA0112" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gardencityenglishschool/5561750678/" title="IMGA0111 by Robert McCall, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5017/5561750678_e1856c3875.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMGA0111" /></a><br />
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What does it matter - Gloria (a suburb of Rio), the bay, the horizon.<br />
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Small restaurant,<br />
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a feast, a poem, <br />
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You can vote for this self portrait by <a href="http://robertmccall.see.me/aw2011">clicking on this link.</a> I've entered a competition with this work and would welcome your support. Thanks!<br />
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He is our neighbour's 5 year old child. Full of spark, cheeky, intelligent, and lovable. He pops in often to play, to have a chat, or even to paint. The first picture is his latest work, and then my painting of Arthur - R-2.<br />
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I was visiting his new gallery - <a href="http://www.facebook.com/cazaartecontemporanea">Caza Arte Contemporanea</a>. I'd been there before and thought I'd pop-in and say hello again. It just so happened he was there.<br />
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Whilst entering from across the street I noticed 3 people jiggling around with the front window display. I took a pic.<br />
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Upon entering, I introduced myself to Salgueiro whome I'd met before. He in-turn introduced me to Raimundo and Luiza (Raimundo's side-kick). With a suspicious glance 'this guy' Raimundo invited me to pull up a chair. <br />
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Of course I did not know who Raimundo was. As far as I was concerned he was some 'tin-pot gallery' owner. I could tell he had energy. Little did I know how much. <br />
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I explained in my best Portuguese "I would like to meet contemporary artists Raimundo, and put them on my blog. I want to promote contemporary artists of Rio. Could you help me?" With a tilt of the head he said " Oh, you're the guy on Facebook who wrote that comment. Right. Okay - oh, you live in Rio. I thought you lived overseas. Okay - you live here". Mmmmm.... well I thought, at least I passed the 'ignorant gringo' roadblock. He went on, "Well, we run a collective of artists and the gallery is an outlet for their work. We work together, and support each other. If someone wants to sell or promote our artwork, they sell the collective as a group". <br />
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I like collectives - it's my socialist bent. " Cool' I said.<br />
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Over the next hour or more Raimundo showed me through <a href="http://www.raimundorodriguez.com/">his website</a>, and other links a television interview, video's, art, sculptures, and installations of his work. Very quickly I began to understand what this man has done for the contemporary art scene in Rio de Janeiro. <br />
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There aren't many guys like Raimundo in this world - driven by his passion for art and it's role in society he plainly gives of himself to build the cultural web of his collective, and of the wider community. He showed me this amazing sculpture he made depicting 'waves' with sound and movement. An incredible installation of his memories covering 'walls' within a gallery which took 4 years to construct. Performance art of a magnitude that had me stuttering for words. I was amazed. <br />
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He said " Do you know <a href="http://greatartists.multiply.com/photos/album/11/Arthur_Bispo_do_Rosario">Bispo Rosario Robert</a>". "No, whose he" I asked, eyebrows raised. "Who is he"? Raimundo responded slightly dismayed? He is the person who has influenced almost every contemporary artist in Brazil. Bispo Rosario is the inventor of contemporary art in Brazil. Every artist is influenced in some way, shape or form by Arthur". <br />
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Raimundo went on "Bispo (Arthur) Rosario Robert - was a Bishop who received a message from God. God said, Bispo Rosario, you must collect everything you encounter in life, and categorize it. So that's what he did. But he was a bit crazy, a bit crazy". I looked at Raimundo and said "I think you are too" smiling. He smiled back and said "you have to be a bit crazy to be an artist Robert".<br />
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Then Raimundo proceeded to show me some of his work. I said "Oh, Bispo is the Duchamp of Brazil". Raimundo retorted "Duchamp, Duchamp - let me show you, look at this, look at this". And there it was on the computer screen in front of me - Bispo - a la Duchamp, followed by another work, and another, and another. It was clear to me the influence Bispo Rosario had on Raimundo. I could see Bispo Rosario, through the eyes of Raimundo. He was so inspired, impassioned, excited by Bispo's work.<br />
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At about this time another gentleman quietly entered the gallery. Raimundo introduced me. The chap then pondered the art on display whilst I continued my lesson in Brazilian Art with Raimundo. We watched as the gentleman picked up a small plastic envelope, which he gave to Luiza. Raimundo turned on his pedestal, and said to the man "What's it worth'. How much" They laughed, and the man gave Luisa $20.00 Reias. They posed for a photo together.<br />
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After this, Raimundo turned to me and asked "what is the value of a piece of art Robert" and handed me one of these plastic envelopes. Contained inside was a $100,000.00 cruziero bill. I remembered that this was the currency used before the Real. I remembered back to 1993 when I visited Brazil and queued at the bank for an hour or so each day to withdraw cash. The inflation rate was running at about 3 percent a day, so everyone was diving in and out of the bank and spending only what they needed for the following 24 hours. It was a nightmare.<br />
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Stamped on the cruziero were the words. What is a work of art? What is the value of a work of art? How much does a work of art cost? Pay for this work of art what value you think you should. Imagine the perifery. And it was signed 'Raimundo Rodriguez'. <br />
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"What value' Robert. Do you understand? What value does a work of art have? Raimundo demanded, in a way dancing with the bill in hand, looking at everyone, seemingly delighted at the prospect.<br />
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Well, of course it doesn't have any value I thought. He had me on the back foot. A plastic envelope and a tatty old cruziero bill? It isn't worth anything. I was trying to'imagine the perifery'.<br />
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What artwork? Was Raimundo referring to this tatty bill in an envelope as an artwork? <br />
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My mind was ticking. Was it Brazil's Duchamp at work? It was signed "Raimundo Rodriguez'. Mmmm ....but I can't afford it.<br />
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I searched through my wallet, and I had the sum total of $12.00 Reias. Just enough to get home, and buy something to eat. Well, I stammered " Raimundo, I understand - but I only have $12.00 Reias". "It doesn't matter Robert. What you pay doesn't matter. That is not the point!". <br />
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So, I paid what I could. The princely sum of $5.00 Reias for a work by a master of contemporary art.<br />
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Soon after I had to excuse myself as I had another engagement and so, regretfully I left.On reflection it's now clear to me Raimundo is Brazil's living Bispo Rosario. It's on plain veiw for all to see through his art. I'm sure his entire collective know it. Now, I do too.<br />
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Here's a selection of the art on offer. Some of Brazil's greats like Portinari, Camargo, and Cavalcante to mention a few. Any questions about the art, or artists let me know as I haven't edited the photos with the artists name. I forgot, and didn't have time to get back around the gallery. <br />
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It's a big gallery housed in a beautiful old building with marble floors, huge ornate staircases, and towering ceilings. Some of the works are enormous, yet the gallery is able to provide them with ample space so that they can be viewed with comfort. There weren't enough seats though (gripe 1). I like to sit down and view art for some time, but I counted one I think. Not many over 3 floors. Another gripe (2). I pulled out my drink bottle at one point to take a quick swig and was promptly told to put it away. In no uncertain terms.<br />
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Gripe 3. I couldn't find anyone in the gallery who spoke English, but in this instance all of the artworks were described in English alongside the Portuguese. I only say this because if tourists are visiting they really need English speaking staff. Then the experience would be more pleasurable. Simply asking for the toilet can become a mission if you don't speak the lingo. Oh, and finding the toilet in Rio can be difficult. It's been all over the news here lately. During Carnavale there weren't any loos available, so people were peeing in the streets, behind cars, down lanes etc When you need to go..right?<br />
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Other things that don't gel (gripe 4). The exhibition hasn't been changed in 3 years. It's exactly the same as when I visited the last time. I guess this is due to financial constraints. There's isn't a cafetaria (gripe 5) or meeting place in which to slumber. There isn't a bookshop (gripe 6). What? Seriously a National Museum of Art without a bookshop?<br />
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Well despite all of this the art is wonderful. Some incredible artists, displayed beautifully in a gorgeous old building. If I had to give it a rating. I'd give it 3 stars. Well, that might be generous. A gallery can't simply rely on the art can it? Perhaps I should have a '5 gripes and you're out' rule.<br />
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I intend on writing a weekly review of art galleries I visit to share with you. Well, I say review. It will be an opinion about the place. Much like this. Short and sweet. I think one of the most important things in any gallery is 'hospitality'. The vibe. I'll probably speak less about the art, as that should speak for itself really. An artists statement has limited value. It's the art that speaks to the viewer, and sometimes I feel the artist statement can get in the way of that. <br />
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Thanks for visiting me. I'm really enjoying tapping away writing this blog and sharing my art and that of others. I hope you are too.<br />
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I've included my colour palette here. In the previous 'who nose' I used black and white, and as you can see in this painting I've used ultramarine blue, crimson red, and titanium white.<br />
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There was a point whilst painting this that I wasn't really thinking about the nose but the composition of colours, balance, and such like. As if it were a landscape. I guess it is.<br />
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It was challenging getting my brush strokes right. As you can see I inadvertently mixed colours on the canvas, which is a big no, no. Sei la. I did manage to get a good range of colours from a limited palette. By the way, I didn't mix any oils with the paint for this work. They can be cumbersome to deal with, and I think I was using them too much. So, I'm going to try not using mediums unless necessary in future. However, I did use thinner for the sketch.<br />
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So, nose number 2. Yes, like the last nose it's a famous nose. A very famous nose. An iconic nose. Next 'who nose' blowing your way soon.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3wSRAXOF1Q/TYT73vy09GI/AAAAAAAAB7k/AWiXfDkmBoA/s1600/IMGA0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="225" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3wSRAXOF1Q/TYT73vy09GI/AAAAAAAAB7k/AWiXfDkmBoA/s400/IMGA0003.JPG" /></a></div>Robert McCallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299566673643328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6787223036584667959.post-15425828365242107992011-03-18T14:46:00.004-03:002011-03-18T15:09:47.725-03:00Street ART - Rio de JaneiroThere's some wonderful street art in Rio de Janeiro. It's around every corner, hiding behind doors, down lanes, on steps, in parks....it is literally everywhere. For me it's the perfect environment to find inspiration.<br />
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Brazilian art is alive and well as would be expected from a country and a city that survives by being creative. This ingenuity is often driven through a desperation to make a statement about life, or more often than not through a belief in God. An almost universal belief that provides the inspiration and courage for anyone and everyone to succeed. Street art contributes to the heartbeat of the city and it's people. Just like football. Every child believes they can become Ronaldinho or Kaka, and so every child artist believes they they can become <a href="http://www.banksy.co.uk/">Banksy</a>. Street art thrives through belief. A belief in art, and the power of art to deliver a message of hope and conscience. In part it is evidence of a city that exudes confidence. <br />
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