im-age ar´chae-ol´o-gy™, [im-ij] [ahr-kee-ol-uh-jee], n. 1. The systematic recovery by artistic methods of imagery within the ground of a painting. 2. A dig into the surface ground with the butt of a paintbrush to imprint an image. 3. The space between the figure and the ground from which emerges a skeletal impression of an image. 4. A constant searching for the middle ground through the application of paint and projected thought that culminated into a work of art.
Friday, September 10, 2010
BACKDROP TO TWIN
Since August 8, 2008, I have been inspired by the painting a day phenomenon that is happening in the blogsphere. This truly is an art movement. I started my first daily painting with a tomato from my summer garden. I will also be using my “Earth Objects” as inspiration. This should be an interesting ride.
My plan is to post a painting a day at least five days a week. Please feel free to "feed your burn" and tell other art lovers about this blog site.
The Smell of The Sun
Since August 8, 2008, I have been inspired by the painting a day phenomenon that is happening in the blogsphere. This truly is an art movement. I started my first daily painting with a tomato from my summer garden. I will also be using my “Earth Objects” as inspiration. This should be an interesting ride.
My plan is to post a painting a day at least five days a week. Please feel free to "feed your burn" and tell other art lovers about this blog site.
THE PAINTER
"The Painter"
The painter stood
Before her work
She looked around every where
She saw the pictures and she painted them
She picked the colors from the air
Green to green
Red to red
Yellow to yellow
In the light
Black to black
When the evening comes
Blue to blue
In the night
It's a long road
Behind me
It's a long road
Ahead
If you follow every dream
You might get lost
If you follow every dream
You might
Get
Lost.
She towed the line
She held her end up
She did the work of too many
But in the end
She fell down
Before she got up again
I keep my friends eternally
We leave our tracks in the sound
Some of them are with me now
Some of them can't be found
It's a long road behind me
And I miss you now
If you follow every dream
You might get lost
If you follow every dream
You might
Get
Lost.
The painter stood
Before her work
She looked around every where
She saw the pictures and she painted them
She picked the colors from the air
Green to green
Red to red
Yellow to yellow
In the light
Black to black
When the evening comes
Blue to blue
In the night
It's a long road
Behind me
It's a long road
Ahead
If you follow every dream
You might get lost
If you follow every dream
You might
Get
Lost.
She towed the line
She held her end up
She did the work of too many
But in the end
She fell down
Before she got up again
I keep my friends eternally
We leave our tracks in the sound
Some of them are with me now
Some of them can't be found
It's a long road behind me
And I miss you now
If you follow every dream
You might get lost
If you follow every dream
You might
Get
Lost.
Since August 8, 2008, I have been inspired by the painting a day phenomenon that is happening in the blogsphere. This truly is an art movement. I started my first daily painting with a tomato from my summer garden. I will also be using my “Earth Objects” as inspiration. This should be an interesting ride.
My plan is to post a painting a day at least five days a week. Please feel free to "feed your burn" and tell other art lovers about this blog site.
The Gorge
Since August 8, 2008, I have been inspired by the painting a day phenomenon that is happening in the blogsphere. This truly is an art movement. I started my first daily painting with a tomato from my summer garden. I will also be using my “Earth Objects” as inspiration. This should be an interesting ride.
My plan is to post a painting a day at least five days a week. Please feel free to "feed your burn" and tell other art lovers about this blog site.
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