Consider this.....

Let it be known across the land,
 That the images cast by this very hand,
If refused as daily bread,
Will all be gone once im dead.

what happened to the late Robert Lenkiewicz was really nothing short of a tragedy, the immediate repute and commercial value of the Artist after he died was so immediate , so heart breaking really as to warrant a reflective thought !

I remember reading about another artist from the region ( although actually I forget his name now ) but this particular artist had generated quite a body of work and a suitable reputation to boot ..... and he left instruction for all of his unsold work to be destroyed when he died , as a means of attempting to prevent exactly this kind of thing happening....... a notion that really appeals to me !!

To whom it may concern......

The law Arrests the man or woman ,
Who steals the goose from the common.
But leaves the the greater rascal loose,
Who steals the common from the goose.

Consider this.....

having just returned from what i consider to be a freaking screaming maniac of a place i cant help but appreciate my surroundings all the more and be very thankful for the specific rythems of these hills of mine ......

what can be made of this......

You walk into a gallery showcasing over 20 different artists from a 20 mile radius from proffessional status to amateur with more varieties than you could shake sticks at in watercolour acrylic and oils with a sale price on all commission pieces,
                you take a 2 second look shake your head and say " I PREFER THE OTHER GALLERY " Even tho the other gallery only sell factory prints by a load of commercial comedians.

I do wonder sometimes if people are all that well in the head perhaps the concentration of coffee in the blood and the lack of oxygen in our brains but me thinks there is a terminal madness descending upon the human race.

hold on it might get a bit bumpy up ahead

The Challenge Afoot

The absurdity of a lifetime of futile labour is the worst case scenario for an artisan such as myself, to produce works of no apparent commercial value in the scale of  receding markets for the sake of the work itself; and yet when you compare that to whatever the majority are willing to trade up the majority of there lives to attain, perhaps it isnt as bleak as all that!!!

isms and ologies depict the very fabric of human understanding!

the very fabric of human understanding is rooted so deeply in various aspects of historical relevance, though few have been able to carry the momentum or influence of  the artists image or the written word. The very unlikely pairing of Art and the Sciences is the very spawning point at which our most human of attributes ( understanding) is most taxed.
 through all of sciences historical categorizations the diagram has proved the most reliable tool for the recording of results the planning of investigations and the communication of ideas.
To find the most interesting records of history instead of looking for dates of specific monarchical rulings or political shift, seek your references from the artistic or scientific records as the most accurate portrayal human reaction to unjust government and relays a real sense of this society of ours and the way in which we consider our own parts to play.

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 How much now?
proposal for a new system of voting, send any applicable party £1 of your money if you agree with their policies fund the things you agree with, to fight the things you dont .

Cut the Liars off at the source !!!!

BEWARE THE WHISTLING FISH

Beware the whistling fish, it wanders a wicked mile.
and it looks at you from behind a crocodile smile.
it presents itself finely whilst it robs yourself blindly.
as what youve just brought will fade in a short while.

as

As Dr Valerio once wrote.
 "I sit in places you would not dare go to conceive of things you would fear to even imagine"

As Alduos Huxley once wrote.
"What if i had been a painter of genius i would have made of my old grey flannels, not much, heaven knows in comparison with the reality; but enough to delight generation after generation of beholders, enough to make them understand, at least a little of the significance of what,in our pathetic imbecility, we call 'mere things' and disregard in favour of television."