Saturday 23 August 2008

In Search Of Posterity


Well, I thought I might as well share one of my reasons for even having a blog (albeit one that I am the sole reader of); this is a little scrap of writing I did in about January. I was in Scotland and out on a walk with my dog, and came across a scene of intense beauty of some kind or another. I evidently felt moved to write the following:

The problem is that not only do I want to do it - live it, feel it, breathe it - I want to capture it; record it. It’s not enough just to have experienced it; you want to be able to hold on to the moment, share it and keep it. Not easy when your camera’s broken, your pen’s decidedly unreliable, your phone has no signal and the only conscious mind in sight is that of your dog, whom the profundity of the time and place seems to be lost on.

Related to this in terms of posterity is my One Million Masterpiece square:
The OMM's a great project that brings together artists from all over the world in the name of world records and charity. It's a wonderful thing to be involved in, and I have come to be really quite proud of my square. You can see a replay of me painting it on my OMM profile here - recommended for hidden messages!

My square is now a little out of date, in terms of what is on it and what is not. For example, June 26th 2007 was not "the first day of the rest of my life", as it turned out, and currently one of the people in the 'photograph' is threatening me for money. Also, my girlfriend does not feature (as she was not my girlfriend at the time). It is therefore not an accurate portrayal of my current state of affairs, but holds a place in my heart nonetheless.

I would like to encourage anyone who might read this to head on over to the One Million Masterpiece and get involved - whether for yourself or in search of altruism...*ahem*doesn't exist*ahem*

Wednesday 6 August 2008

Pride & Poetry


'Twas Pride at the weekend (no longer am I a Pride virgin!) and although it was only my best friend and I that were available to go, I had a lot of fun and many pictures were taken, including the one to the right. I have no idea who the arm belongs to, but credit goes to them for waving that flag so well.


Not much in the way of wordiness today, just a wee scrap of poetry-ish-ness that I think complements the picture quite well.


How can you know what I am when I am so lost in time and stars?

We are never far from meaning in our daydreams

We bring the effervescent light of sound; so hard to see

Blinking, and brushing away whirling colours