Lived to see a lover’s final breath

Eyes Closed

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For all those who come to…

2014

Well that is another book published – my 14th in just over 12 months – I think I deserve a bit of a break from all this publishing.

If you want to see the book then follow the link below

http://www.blurb.co.uk/bookstore/invited/5690473/702109e24d1a1a32543811e2c1624a1c21a9170f

Woman in Profile 003 Woman on Lined Paper

An issue has arisen with my new sketchbook that hasn’t occurred for a while – the paper doesn’t react the same to my other sketchbooks to ink.  After a while the paper becomes over saturated and this affects the image.  It’s not a biggy but it is a problem nonetheless.

Kate Bracken

 

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What kind of love is that?

Take it Easy

A new sketch book and a new series of drawings that are more narrative than usual…they are just sketches so the technical problems can be overlooked.  Interestingly, I have viewed the ‘blue’ series sketches together and you can almost make an interesting noir comic book story out them…almost.

What kind of Love is this

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Heartache

Heartache Tonight

Give a little bit of your life.Woman in Profile 02

 

 

 

 

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On the other side of town

Alan Cumming No 001

New sketchbook – new opportunities.

Alan Cumming No 002 Alan Cumming No 003

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Words word words….

Philip IV

It is that time of year when I start to pull together my previous year’s yearbook – this will be the sixth which means that I have been blogging for at least that length of time.  This time I have written quite a long introduction which I am tinkering with at the moment.   Not too long ago I said to my friend that I could write 5,000 words on anything and I still hold to that.  However, I did add the get out of jail clause that it would no doubt be the biggest pile of rubbish you ever did read but nonetheless I could produce the words.   Will I ever be able to prove this claim?  I don’t know but what I do know is that once I get my brain into gear I seem to be able to churn the stuff out as required.   Strange what skills we all have.

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Analogisation

Woman with head scarf

One of the singular joys and frustrations of the English language is that you can make up new words as you go along and no really cares.  This is in stark contrast to French which has the Academie Francaise whose role since 1655 is to define the French language and nowadays sees itself as a bulwark against the encroachment of Globelish. (Just as an aside when you go to the Academie Francaise Google automatically translates the French into English – what hope do they have?).

In yoman england we have none of this  – no we use the words that fit and blow the consequence.  This is nonsense as we still have syntax and grammar – whilst both are somewhat of movable feast still exist and gel the language together.  We also have accepted ways of spelling words which has not always been the same.  Indeed one of the sniffy ways that people in England look down their noses at the United States is that they don’t use the correct spelling of such  words as colour/color.  Again this is nonsense as you only have to examine the original text of Shakespeare to realise  that spelling is very much in the eye of the beholder.

So in the sense of the freedom of english I give you Analogisation – the process by which digital images are turned into a real world object such as a print or printed book or report.  I have checked Google and there doesn’t seem to be any previous uses of this word.  Will it become accepted?   Who knows?   However I have to accept that the chances are slim but I live in hope…ha ha.

 

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Learning to Fly

Young Girl with Glass

Mark Knoppler in Gouache

 

 

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Feeling your age

Mark Knoppler in Pastel

One of the things that no one really tells you about aging is that you have to endure the slow destruction of your body in front of your eyes.  Of course many people resort to plastic surgery to try and arrest this never ending battle with gravity but in truth they rarely succeed.  In the end we all age, some better than others, but it happens and suddenly we look into the mirror and there is this strange older face looking back.  Where the hell did he come from?   Of course we all know the answer and we also know the ultimate answer to this problem which is also looking back at us in the mirror but we don’t really want to dwell on that either.

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Language

Man Looking

I was listening to a fascinating talk on TED the other day about the development of language and how it became a defining feature of being human.  With language you are able to explain things in an abstract form as well as passing one lessons from the past.  The speaker then went onto explain that language was, like everything about us, a genetic mistake when DNA was coding itself.  Apparently DNA makes such mistakes every billion or so replications.  Most of the time these replication errors don’t cause any noticeable changes but sometimes they have profound effects on the next generation.  Such an effect was the ability of talk.

Mark Knoppler

Of course the ability to form coherent sounds really is the easy part – the ability to understand what they mean is the other half of the equation.  Just prove this think of anytime you might have heard someone talking in a language you might not understand and how that makes communication so much more difficult.  So perhaps there were two genetic errors that came along and helped to start the development of the brain at the same time as language.  This in turn means that somewhere back in the past there was individual who had the language error transmitted to them during conception and that one person must have been the mother or father of us all.  I am sure that this is a too simplistic understanding of the situation but in just under 150,000 years we have gone from not being able to talk to Buzzfeed …some progress?

Christopher Walken

So what has this to do with the drawings?  Nothing but as I have stated before it is my blog so I’ll fill it with as many strange juxtapositions as I like.

Desheveled Woman

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