dark am i, yet lovely, a lily among thorns, majestic as stars in procession

dark am i, yet lovely, a lily among thorns, majestic as stars in procession
WHY DESTROY YOURSELF? WHY DIE BEFORE YOUR TIME? THE KEEPERS OF THE HOUSE TREMBLE. DESIRE IS NO LONGER STIRRED. DO NOT CONFORM ANY LONGER TO THE PATTERN OF THIS WORLD.

Saturday, 1 February 2025

Taz's Rubber Outline



 





The biro piece was just an elongated doodle. Who’d have known a simple pen and paper could prove to be so effective? It would help if I could actually draw without tracing from a portrait template, but, alas, I’m unable. Everything you see here goes back way over ten years. I’ve moved on, conceptually, as an artist, but with recent digital losses, it was nice to find these precious gems again. They remind me of what I am capable of, when I’m doubting if I can even sign my own name or not. I’m very challenged, lately, artistically, because I have no studio space. I know all the methods, but have no materials. Art, though, I believe, is the eye inside. Stephen King got told from an early age that he had a movie camera in his mind. I feel pretty much the same. My eye is my lens. I don’t need a Nikon to take photographs: I take them with my mind.

The collages on dark backgrounds have bright funky luminous outlines, but the scanner hasn’t picked the colour up very well, so they look dull. I’m moderately proud of this effort with pictures taken from National Geographic magazine, I got the idea for outlines from my girl Taz. Taz pencilled a portrait of Robin Williams and run around the edges of his face with an eraser (what I call a rubber outline). The effect was startling. Ever since then, I fell in love with outlines. They’re just so dramatic. I didn’t do enough of them in my body of work, looking and thinking back. That’s a sincere regret. If I ever do another piece of artwork with an outline on it again, then I’ll be a happy bunny. That’s why I’m posting these images, because I miss my artwork production so much. It irks me and it aches me, not being in the game any longer. My initials are A T D, and they stand for Art Till Death.

These days, all I do with a canvass is splash paint all over it and stare into it by candlelight to hallucinate within its hues. That’s its sole purpose, to make me mildly hallucinate! Two spirits within my consciousness, Xi Lee and Brooke, make outfits from the patterns and wear them. They look absolutely incredible, if I do say so myself. You should see the things that I see in my paintings in psychosis, wow, it would blow your mind.

The childish characters were drawn by my nephew Warren, when he was only a child. He’s now in his mid-twenties and playing football for someone. I think he showed great potential here. Kids are so brave and daring with their characters, nothing fazes their creativity.