|busride 9 |
into liverpool street
it feels like heaven and a half (and a few fat clouds), when a city trip comes up out of nowhere. i was the lucky one, to go gazing at londons horizon last weekend. so far removed from a natural landscape as is possible, the london cityscape bedazzles me, time and again, as you may have read here.
|swarm study / III|
at the v&a, july 2011
more info here
ha! night. someone flicked the light on.
my older brothers played a lot of beatles songs and i must have heard the fab four on and off all through my childhood. when as a young adult sitting down to finally watch the magical mystery tour movie, my fingers yearned to go colouring again... the association in my heart and bones trickling in.
one way or another, i must have been at it with the radio on, full blast, over and over again...
do you remember the smell of a myriad of fat oil pastels on paper,
then blanketing over your artwork
with black gouache, to ha ha! finish off the MAGIC : scratching lines, words, graphs? such fun!