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you’re the f$*@ing best

In Uncategorized on July 11, 2010 at 1:53 am

A THING of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness…

– J. Keats

I’m a little obsessed with Keats right now. Just a little. It all started with my tearful viewing of Bright Star last Wednesday and here we are — with lines from Keats’ sonnet “You Say You Love” painted on my wall in Rockwood Jade interior paint.

I am ultimately stunned by one thing: his utter consumption (no pun intended) by his art. His life was poetry. Yet he was so in love with Fanny Brawne. But he didn’t ever think to occupy himself with a job that would provide her with some kind of financial stability. No, he decided to run around in the rain and catch actual consumption and then die in Italy alone. People like that – whose lives are so completely consumed with whatever they love the most – they just shock me so much.

Anyway none of that craziness turns me off from his poetry. I love it. On the one hand it’s really deep stuff — it’s very brilliant, he was a smart guy — but on the other it’s very honest, which I like. The poem I so tritely painted on my wall ends like this:

“O breathe a word or two of fire!
Smile, as if those words should burn be,
Squeeze as lovers should – O kiss
And in thy heart inurn me!
O love me truly!”

Delightful ?

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get thee gone!

In Drivel on February 4, 2010 at 4:30 pm

bonne chance, people of earth. (setting off on a good note).

now playing: wounded by third eye blind

This morning, among other things, I began prep for a new painting I started a couple of weeks ago. I did the wash in white, so it’s taken a while for the paint to even become tacky. Anyway I decided on what I wanted to paint this morning when I woke up and then I invented a different way of thinning the paint. It isn’t new, it’s just different for me.

Used:

Mason jar
Plastic paint knife
too much paint thinner
too much paint.

Then I closed the jar and shook it up really good. I was pleased with the result until I needed to down grade the color, and I darkened it with the wrong shade of black. I redeemed everything by just putting a dollop of undiluted cerulean on the the canvas and mixing THAT with the turpentine-paint mixture. It came out nicely because I used a fan brush, which is actually a pain in the butt to do oils with but whatever.

So here it is:


We’ll see how it goes.

I love how mundane I sound today. It’s like I’m almost a normal person, who does nothing interesting or insane.