Everything is lost in time

3 03 2014

everything is lost in timeEmpires turn into dust. Buildings collapse. Libraries on fire. All art disappears in the ravages. To think anything else is vanity.

by David Halliday





Joni Mitchell

3 09 2013

When I was in my terror period, I was entranced by Joni Mitchell. Something about those big teeth and that lovely blonde hair. But she got too cute for me. And I discovered that I couldn’t stand her voice. (Couldn’t stand the voice of Janis Joplin, Aretha Franklin, or Joan Baez either. Loved Ella’s voice. Still do. And Peggy Lee. And Anita Day.)  I decided to look at some of Ms. Mitchell’s art. I’ve always like it. But one subject she never seems tired of and that is herself. Or maybe that’s just show biz.

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a bullet in the head

30 05 2013

the machine is timed to collapse. its number comes up. they say its a virus. how do I know. how do i know they didn’t put a virus in the machine. with a timer. to go off in 9 to 12 months. i’m feeling paranoid. maybe there’s a virus in me. i’m glad our gun laws in canada are strict. otherwise i’d put a bullet in the head of the machine. and then empty another in mine.

 





No Hiding Place

20 04 2013

I heard this song when I was a kid. And it scared me. And haunted me. I believed it. You cannot avoid your own soul. And judgment. Either God’s or your own.

Pillowtalk

 





She should be arrested.

31 03 2013

When me and my friends (teenage boys) first saw Shirley Bassey perform Goldfinger, we were shocked. How could someone be so sexy. And get away with it.

This is a woman who still makes things move.





Cats

31 03 2013

David Halliday:

I have a cat. His name is Felix. He is to be kind, mentally challenged. And yet very affectionate. These pics tell it all.

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Originally posted on ♥ The Tale Of My Heart ♥:

Wow… speechless..

Just posting for some humor let see what you say….. hahahaaaaaaaaa

 

 

Have a great weekend everyone…… :)

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30 01 2013

David Halliday:

This is a fascinating and enlightening history of papier mache. Worth the read.

Originally posted on artattackunlimited:

 PAPIER MACHE THE BEGINNING…

This armor comes from the armory of Daté Yoshimura (1703–1746), daimyo of Sendai. The helmet bowl, signed Saotome Iye, dates from the sixteenth century; the remainder of the armor was constructed in the eighteenth century. The breastplate is inscribed inside with the armorer’s name, Myochin Munesuke (1688–1735). The embossed ornament on the solid iron plates is characteristic of the Myochin school.

PAPIER MACHE HAS AN EXCITING AND ANCIENT HISTORY, ORIGINATING IN CHINA IN THE EARLY YEARS OF THE 2ND CENTURY AD. IT HAS BEEN USED SINCE TO MAKE CHAIRS FOR ROYALTY, PANELS FOR COACHES, JEWELERY, AND EVEN CHINESE SPEARS AND ARMOUR.

Paper was first made by Ts’ ai Lun, an official at the Chinese court of the Emperor Ho Ti at the beginning of the 2nd century A.D.,  who developed an ingenious way of breaking down plants and rags into single fibres. The fibres…

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Walter Girotto

3 10 2012

Kitsch. His work could be on black satin. And it’s impact wouldn’t be lessened. Walter Girotto. Italian artist. The question I ask myself is… why am I bothering to blog him? I’m not sure. This is art. I was told when I was young. Or a more modest version. And for all of that, I don’t understand it. The attraction. People want to hang these in their homes. The meaning. What was the point of painting them… Its a job, stupid. The paintings remind me of toothpaste commercials. There’s something revolting about watching someone spit into a sink.

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Jon McNaughton

2 09 2012

It wouldn’t be fair to any artist to judge his work by the walls that hang his art.

His artwork depicts strong Caucasian Christian morals. His themes center on God, faith, trust, our founding fathers, church history, our current corrupt and illegal President, and Godly nature.

We’ll let the racist expression ‘Caucasian Christian’ go by the wayside. And if you watch the video that McNaughton created, he talks about the persecution of Christians in the world today. (Not I think in the Bible Belt of the United States.) Artists say some stupid things. Perhaps McNaughton has used up his quota. But then none of us knows how long we have on this earth.

I placed some other paintings done of Judgment Day which puts Mr. McNaughton’s paintings in some very rich company. Although I will say the prints of Michelangelo are quite a bit cheaper. Of course Michelangelo no longer gets a cut of the profits. And I don’t see Washington, Jefferson or Lincoln in the Sistine Chapel. Nor are there any American flags. Of course the republic wasn’t around when these paintings were done, but would the Catholic Church see McNaughton’s paintings as a parody of these originals? Is he making fun of Jesus?

One thing I have noticed about McNaughton’s work is that the faces of famous people look remarkably like pictures I’ve seen before. Photographs. Nothing wrong with that. Although you might want to make the characters different heights. Perhaps we should call the paintings ‘collages’.

Another thing. It looks like the picture of Abraham Lincoln, Washington etc. are stamps. Like matching heads to bodies. Did he photoshop them? Also nothing wrong with that? But its good to see that all the fathers of the American Republic are in such good shape. Our young people could take a lesson from that when they’re munching down those Mac fries.

One thing more. If you’re going to spell your name Jon, it is pronounced, ‘Yawn’.

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10 08 2012

David Halliday:

My father-in-law, a photographer, had to take many pictures of death masks. These pics remind me of the sphinx. A secret is revealed and concealed at the same time.

Originally posted on t'arthead:

“One does not look at the dead, one lowers one’s eyes before them.”

In 1989 I purchased a copy of Granta 27: Death. Inside was a series of photographs by Rudolf Schäfer, taken from his book Der Ewige Schlaf: Visages de Morts. The photographs – they have to be photographs; only photography can do this – hit me hard, and they haunt me now. Are they portraits? No. They are still lifes, stilled life, each a silent, eloquent memento mori,  reminders that what makes us human is not our awareness that we are, but that we will cease to be.

In Schäfer’s own words:
“There is no direct experience of what death actually looks like…this notion that it must look terrible…”

“These are ordinary poses. We are constantly bombarded with…violent, extreme pictures – but we diffuse one of the implications of these images – our own mortality. With these…you…

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