tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288257337940394552024-02-19T00:01:48.056-08:00Drawing bring me peaceWhen I'm upset, angry, depressed or just happy, when I'm overflowing with emotions: I draw! It's my way of expressing myself...Luciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03702706708536682797noreply@blogger.comBlogger102125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528825733794039455.post-55531052695781383272016-08-11T02:54:00.000-07:002016-08-11T02:54:14.458-07:00Lavender fields in the South of France<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I've always been attracted by the colors of lavender's fields. The smell make me think of something old fashioned. </div>
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Probably because it's related to my childhood memories, when people were hiding lavender under the clothes to make the wardrobe smell good. </div>
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Honestly, not really a fan of the perfume but the colors are awesome with the different shades of violet, purple and blue. </div>
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I was working with acrylics and couldn't obtain what I wanted. So, being me, I've decided to change the medium and to let the other one resting... I just hope I will not forgot about it! :-D<br /><br />Here is a bloody sunset on the beach. Don't know what I have with colors lately but the brighter, the better. Lol.<br />Will be back with pencils tomorrow! I have found a super cute tiger as well as a fox, can't wait!Luciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03702706708536682797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528825733794039455.post-52156188460945369622016-08-03T06:16:00.000-07:002016-08-04T06:16:50.862-07:00Head in the clouds<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Second try in acrylics and I'm not comfortable with this medium. But I like to play with the colors. Not really a fan of how fast it dries and how difficult it is to cover the mistakes.<br />
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As for what was the perspective and where should the viewer look from...let's say you are a lady bug on a flying carpet! :-D<br />
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Geez...I'm bad with perspective and I really need to work on the light. :-) It seems that I just enjoy putting paint on my hands...<br />
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Here is a negative version created by my phone. Thought it was funny!<br />
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<br />Luciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03702706708536682797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528825733794039455.post-33307647264625605402016-07-31T11:39:00.001-07:002016-07-31T11:40:12.276-07:00Sunday's Quote<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"<i>For I do not want my book to be read carelessly</i>" writen by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry.<br />
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Since, I'm reading "The little Prince" again... LOL. I was looking for all the quotes from this author and this one caught my eyes.<br />
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And when someone does that, the minutes you share together are priceless. <br />
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So, I was enjoying a walk in the park near my home today, when I've spotted a lovely place to draw and to think. A quiet piece of grass, where I was able to watch the people around as well as enjoy the strange forms of the clouds. Love doing the guessing game! :-D<br />
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After I've finished this drawing (or more like a strange soon to be erased typo), I've discovered cool flowers on my way back.<br />
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I don't know their names but I can tell you that the red rose was awesome. Nothing fancy about her, not a lot of petals but...Men! <br />
She was stunning. A vivid red like fresh blood. Couldn't stop by without taking a picture.<br />
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I may not be hiking, climbing or seeing extraordinary landscapes this summer but the clouds, the trees, the dragonflies and this red rose, like the one from the "Little Prince", made me smile. And I thought of you and the simple pleasures of the universe. Thanks for this smile, even if you don't know you've put it on my face. ;-)<br />
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<br />Luciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03702706708536682797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528825733794039455.post-82038852892704164902016-07-30T02:37:00.000-07:002016-08-01T02:38:04.571-07:00Uptown & Downtown by Alan Bortman<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Uptown & Downtown: Old Skool Paintings on NYC Subway Maps </b></span><b style="font-size: x-large;">by Alan Bortman</b><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">New York graffiti writers who cut their teeth painting trains in the '70s and '80s transfer Old Skool street art to a more permanent, collectible medium in this book, using transit maps, instead of subway cars, as canvases. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">GHOST, T-KID, QUIK, REVOLT, BLADE, SHAME125, COPE2, SKEME, and others decorated ordinary 23" x 32" MTA maps with their personal tags and graphics echoing the heyday of New York train graffiti. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Sixteen sections, one for each writer, feature a total of more than 100 maps, as well as brief statements about the painters' artistic evolution and style. Like a dynamic "piece book," or sketchbook, this collection is an exclusive sampling of the painters' signature strokes and tags in portable form. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">In fact, many of the artists featured here have used subway-map art as a springboard from the fleeting genre of train-tagging to the sturdier platform of the international art gallery circuit."</span><br />
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Full of great graffitis !<br />
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If you like street art and graffiti, you will appreciate this book. It let a huge place to the art. Lot of pieces bought by private buyers are offered to your eyes and they are impressive.<br />
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If the art is well shown off, I would have liked to know more about the artists. Sure, there is a bio but a very short one. Like the sobriety of the design but I would have loved more words.<br />
Idem for the introduction to the graffiti on the NYC transit system. I like to read, even if the illustrations are awesome.<br />
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Perfect, if you want to enjoy only the art.<br />
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I was trying to represent the feeling of contentment coming from the warm of a body. </div>
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The tenderness of this simple gesture and the secure impression you get, even if it last just a brief moment in time. :-D</div>
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16/5/2016<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">
A friend told me, she wanted to see more of my pencil drawings so I've done an autoportrait on impulse. I was the only model available and I'm working on body lately. It was a 1h drawing just because I've spent time on the details on the bra.<br />:-D</div>
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I was late posting this landscape as I've done it a month ago. Since I've been sick and buried under work, I was not really able to draw or even to find the inspiration.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Dazeworld: The Artwork of Chris Daze Ellis by Chris Ellis, Sacha Jenkins</span></b><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3AlC_PveglBrCfcj8CAqVxs9jIjIOlWjppaGOngY2UwiBieXc3-Dzk07wiWs-nbddIVi0t_5kYFqNP_YOhH9S4RdhQea6RBmClpjR93udrj_dE5ah6TLCQjxlAvZR6t5h51tfKMwUu1VK/s1600/D4.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="130" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3AlC_PveglBrCfcj8CAqVxs9jIjIOlWjppaGOngY2UwiBieXc3-Dzk07wiWs-nbddIVi0t_5kYFqNP_YOhH9S4RdhQea6RBmClpjR93udrj_dE5ah6TLCQjxlAvZR6t5h51tfKMwUu1VK/s200/D4.png" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBgTir6mT7RQyTTAY5t8qDBL6rEDfM-9fveAMlpfl8tmNMGuSnCM3EfppTj-sRY57tNHzNfbCUCMDzaMsTJT8bqTwt9a1-xtcZrzrRe0FlO5Sh3obXJknwdkc5H00KqmhD2ER8eSOqr630/s1600/D2.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBgTir6mT7RQyTTAY5t8qDBL6rEDfM-9fveAMlpfl8tmNMGuSnCM3EfppTj-sRY57tNHzNfbCUCMDzaMsTJT8bqTwt9a1-xtcZrzrRe0FlO5Sh3obXJknwdkc5H00KqmhD2ER8eSOqr630/s320/D2.png" width="249" /></a><span style="color: blue;">This is the illustrated story of New York artist Chris Daze Ellis's successful transition from the subways to international studios and galleries. Follow his 30 year career from his teen years as a graffiti writer to his current life as a professional painter, mentor, and family man. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">This book, with more than 250 photographs, is a journey that tracks seminal moments in Daze's life that shaped his art. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">View his aesthetic evolution, from "Graffiti High" (New York's High School of Art and Design) and an "unsanctioned" street art phase to exhibitions with Keith Haring and Jean-Michel Basquiat. Train photos from the 1970s and '80s, a broad representation of Daze's studio and mural works, and personal photos guide the reader through an artistic portfolio spanning five decades. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Contributions by graffiti writer Jay "J.SON" Edlin and essayist Claire Schwartz, and a foreword by graffiti historian and chronicler Sacha Jenkins complete this volume. </span><br />
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In this book, you learn about Daze's world as an artist. Through his eyes you discover the graffiti, the underworld art as well as the evolution of New York from the 70th to nowadays.<br />
A great original view of an art.<br />
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Tha fact that Daze has started his work on trains also captivated me. As we often think of graffiti as a nuisance and an act of incivility, and of course some times it is, it was also cool to see paintings made to embellish the cars. The art robs them of the murky atmosphere by adding some colors. It was interesting to understand; how this artist was trying to be part of the city by making everything his canvas.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUIvUpRMF7LJBzhj-akJ12JJZCy84hCfyIv3WiVDyXTKB6VguIrWLaz1qSWy9JjFLfWXCWX3RgyR23gZP1HVl2x23RvBWixfg8-VG7NUAZ4o60Zt3kMg2lB-9C6pl9PTcFSYiQFmk_5wrl/s1600/D5.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUIvUpRMF7LJBzhj-akJ12JJZCy84hCfyIv3WiVDyXTKB6VguIrWLaz1qSWy9JjFLfWXCWX3RgyR23gZP1HVl2x23RvBWixfg8-VG7NUAZ4o60Zt3kMg2lB-9C6pl9PTcFSYiQFmk_5wrl/s320/D5.png" width="239" /></a>Worldwide famous for his art, his numerous exhibitions and huge projets around the world, Chris Daze Ellis has had an real impact on street art and its recognition.<br />
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Perfect book, if you want to learn more about the artist and its art!<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">About the author</span></b><br />
Chris Daze Ellis began painting the gritty New York Subways in the mid-1970s while attending the High School of Art & Design. His work can currently be found in galleries and museums worldwide.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>*Arc provided by Edelweiss</i></span><br />
<i style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: small;">I received this book in exchange of a fair and honest review.</i>Luciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03702706708536682797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528825733794039455.post-66726033512429218942016-04-29T06:35:00.003-07:002016-04-29T06:35:24.065-07:00Fishing for the thrill<br />
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So many fish, so many temptation</div>
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Every details count for the connoisseur</div>
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The place in the river, the bait for the seduction</div>
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Standing still, watchfully, thrills the amateur.</div>
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While he ties the fly, his excitation grows</div>
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The hunt is on. The master deploys his skills</div>
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With elegance the hook dives. Carefree, one pray slows</div>
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Talented, he lures with whispers that gives him the chills</div>
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Gently, he tames with moves steady and enchanting</div>
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Anticipating when the deadly kiss will seal the deal</div>
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Trapped by the line, the lies, the foul stop fighting </div>
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Soon there will be no air to breath, nothing to feel</div>
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Swelling with pride from their exploit, some will brag and embellish</div>
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Others will relish their prize in a recipe warming the heart </div>
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Sportsman who lives for the power, the mastering of the art</div>
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Will release the mystified soul and start again.</div>
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Sadly at the end, lonely, he will enjoy a dish of frozen fish.</div>
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<br />Luciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03702706708536682797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528825733794039455.post-71393021801740592112016-04-29T01:36:00.000-07:002016-04-29T01:36:04.134-07:00Landscapes and exploration<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<b>Landscapes and exploration</b><br /><br />I was working with ink and watercolor. Trying to apply only layers of back and a bit of blue. It seems that it lack of depth to make it more 3 dimensional but I like the far away look in it.<br />As if you where looking at a scenary while leaving it and put it behind you.<br /></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">The far away island</span></b></div>
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For this one, it's my second attempt at acrylic. I like this medium better than watercolor to work with but I'm still learning. The sea is lacking of dimension too and maybe my scenary is a bit dark and agitated for a midnight swim. :-D<br />Like the possibilities of improvement.<br />
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Seconds before I close my eyes, I see yours<br />
My heart sings, my mind forbids the melody<br />
I breathe deeply, banishing you to a mere memory<br />
I’m tired of fate, its rich stores behind closed doors<br />
Teasing me with hopeful occasional gleams.<br />
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I sigh, turn and return, then halt<br />
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I let my body be engulfed deeply by soft sheets<br />
Powerless against Morpheus and his asinine treats<br />
Intoxicating illusions of a world without reason<br />
Where your smiles lead to passion and oblivion<br />
A devastating drug called my hell, my dreams<br />
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I sigh, turn and return, then I realize<br />
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Soon the veil will be lifted, I’m ready to let you go<br />
Without fire, your lukewarm arms are fruitless, heavy<br />
Always, of our bond i will be fond, as well as of my fantasy<br />
But Eos is finally calling, time for new sunrises to glow<br />
I’m free to fly away, to enjoy life until the sun's last beams</div>
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Luciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03702706708536682797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528825733794039455.post-9574561688743422922016-04-16T00:17:00.002-07:002016-04-16T00:17:25.247-07:00Bodies of Work by Lauren P. Della Monica<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Bodies of Work: Contemporary Figurative Painting <br />by Lauren P. Della Monica</span></b></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Human forms can be intensely intimate or broadly universal. Here, figurative artists use the human form as a tool to express varied content and contemporary issues. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">These paintings depict our feelings and sentiments, our sense of belonging to a larger community in the contemporary world, while capturing the impulses behind the range of figuration presented by today's contemporary international artists. <br /><br />Portraitist Marlene Dumas presents figures in a gritty, unsentimental manner, evoking the essence of the human condition, while Kerry James Marshall paints the life of African-Americans in the twentieth-century, employing recent historical review to document the social challenges. British artist Jenny Saville paints the figure in massive scale, combined with an overt, never-ending interest in the pure rendering of human flesh. </span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Hope Gangloff paints her figures as characters, intimate friends, and acquaintances, narrating a drama from their canvases. An important resource for those interested in contemporary figurative painting.</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2kOF30sAdsoL_KE3zaESLSLnUyNgZydMDagp9Yvh05tpCuTrgQeHX8ixZODrBeMboTQWCV512jzkV6d88i037R020GJL_ji_RaS19KOpx-o17LRPIHYyBYmFqV3CSMxGby9oUWnTBIQD8/s1600/B4.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2kOF30sAdsoL_KE3zaESLSLnUyNgZydMDagp9Yvh05tpCuTrgQeHX8ixZODrBeMboTQWCV512jzkV6d88i037R020GJL_ji_RaS19KOpx-o17LRPIHYyBYmFqV3CSMxGby9oUWnTBIQD8/s400/B4.png" width="291" /></a>I like realistic paintings and drawings and when I've seen "<i>Bodies of Work</i>", I was curious to know more about nowadays figurative art.<br />
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Through the different artists and sensibilities, I was amazed at the details of the portraits and their originality. You can feel the emotions coming from the subject who is posing, like he/she was completely naked in front of you.<br />
For some models, it's literally true and the way the artist see the nudity is also interesting to look at.<br />
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The second part is about social art. A section probably more conceptual, more darker for some artists who use their brushes to make engaged art. A great way of expressing your opinions, your views through images.<br />
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An interesting art book where I've discovered a lot of great artists and their amazing work.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">About the author</span></b><br />
Lauren Pheeney Della Monica is a New York-based art consultant specializing in advising private clients on building collections of fine art. She writes about contemporary art, American art, and art collecting.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>*Arc provided by Edelweiss</i></span><br />
<i style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: small;">I received this book in exchange of a fair and honest review.</i>Luciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03702706708536682797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528825733794039455.post-90382853598844856682016-04-07T05:21:00.000-07:002016-04-09T05:22:06.452-07:00Red little one<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Red little bird that may look like a cute shy flame. LOL.</div>
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I've got sweets, red wine and a seductive smile</div>
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You and your body can stop by for a while </div>
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We will set the world on fire, create a incandescent light</div>
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But hurry or I may blow away the flames and say goodnight</div>
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<b>Turning red</b></div>
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I feel vibrant in your company</div>
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You tint my feverish cheek </div>
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In a warm shade of cherry</div>
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When you whisper your fantasy</div>
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Of what you want from my body</div>
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Ardent dancer you are unique</div>
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Some days, I just can't understand </div>
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Why you should wake up from dreamland</div>
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When everything may just be a fucking illusion<br />
Fed up with this mad world!</div>
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PS: Love this song but today it's making me sad to listen to it! </div>
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Happy Holi to all my Indian's friends!<br />Like this color celebration, wish I could see that for myself one day. :-DLuciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03702706708536682797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528825733794039455.post-66895070786250207312016-03-22T00:11:00.000-07:002016-03-22T00:11:24.948-07:00Mist and Will<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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That hope for a new beginning.</div>
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Lucie<br />22/3/2016<br />Watercolor</div>
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When the ghost was still made of flesh<br /><br />Lucie<br />20/3/2016<br />Piece of paper watercolor</div>
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Santiago, with its deeply evolved and extremely active underground graffiti scene, bursts at the seams with an abundance of eye-popping, jaw-dropping murals. Stencil graffiti artist Lord K2 documents 14 neighborhoods within the capital of Chile with his arresting photography and intimate conversations with local artists. <br />
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Through more than 200 images and 80 interviews, learn how street art was influenced by American, European, and Brazilian graffiti and how its evolution runs parallel to the political history of the nation itself.<br />
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During the Cold War, nationalist muralist brigades spread socialist idealism through symbols of power and oppression. Santiago’s repressed lower classes gradually usurped the art form, and murals eventually became a weapon of resistance. <br />
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This vibrant city, with its array of distinct cultural districts, now invites you to experience its fascinating and tightly knit artistic community that has flourished since the fall of Pinochet’s dictatorship in 1990.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRyvQxx1VN6SRU4h0n-h7ZPnFzfHB84U9HS2CERJhjY4PoryMfrXLTXJbEO9nSb-kkx61-ptiwjs1V-lU8lzEbbf49cJBpCwjRKNrBe9BlLNRrlNaEJMYzZzyDfh7Q5-_26-4MHEDnvBDf/s1600/S3.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRyvQxx1VN6SRU4h0n-h7ZPnFzfHB84U9HS2CERJhjY4PoryMfrXLTXJbEO9nSb-kkx61-ptiwjs1V-lU8lzEbbf49cJBpCwjRKNrBe9BlLNRrlNaEJMYzZzyDfh7Q5-_26-4MHEDnvBDf/s320/S3.png" width="319" /></a>I was discussing Design and Art with a graphic designer from Ecuador recently, who was having the same thoughts that these artists in this awesome book.<br />
Latin America has taken some time to figure out what were their artistic and cultural roots because they were often copying what was done in America.<br />
And when you see the richness of the drawings and paintings represented in this book, it's a very good thing that artists are coming back to their country artistic richness and beauty<br />
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I've really enjoyed the quotes that explain the personal vision of street art and graffiti from the different artists. Personally, using art to brighten a neighborhood and children views, it's a great way to express your creativity.<br />
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This book told you about Art and especially the varity encountered and expressed in Santiago, Chile.<br />
Really like how it was written and made.<br />
A great one!<br />
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<b>About the Author</b><br />
Lord K2 (David Sharabani) is a London-born photographer and stencil graffiti artist. His works have been featured in galleries in New York, London, and Tel Aviv. He is currently working on a number of projects. For updates: www.lordk2.com.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>*Arc provided by Edelweiss</i></span><br />
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Except my obsession for hands, I don't draw people as I'm having trouble with nose and lips. <br />
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But for some time now, I'm trying body part and nude. <br />
There is something beautiful in the lines and shape of a corpse. And I find women bodies softer, more round and easier to start.<br />
I may continue on this road and even try a portrait one day!<br />
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<br />Luciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03702706708536682797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528825733794039455.post-33671871103645571162016-03-14T11:27:00.006-07:002016-03-14T11:28:51.750-07:00Pont de Billancourt<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I live nearby and I often take this bridge to catch the Tramway.<br />
Everytime, I'm looking at the Seine to see if people are rowing, if the water is calm or agitated. The scenary changes, the colors too depending of the weather and the season.<br />
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I'm enjoying this crossing even if the view is not spectacular. On the other side, you can spot the Eiffel Tour from afar but strangely, it's always this road I'm taking. :-D<br />
I guess, I'm a creature of habit!<br />
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Anyway, after taking a lot of pics during the past year, I've finally decided to paint my bridge!<br />
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The water was a bit muddy so it may look like grass. Lol!<br />
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