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mixed media on board
19″ x 14″

a vagabond musician . soko

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No more home

Much more worries

It was fun just for a second

To be a vagabond musician

But I could use some security now

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– Soko

‘No More Home, No More Love’

from the album I Thought I Was An Alien

be extraordinary…

It is better to try to be extraordinary and fail than to try to be ordinary and succeed.

– dan holloway

danholloway.wordpress.com

the value of one’s work . from a letter from vincent van gogh to theo

‘It’s a rather sad prospect to have to say to myself that the painting I do will perhaps never have any value. If it was worth what it costs I could say to myself, I’ve never concerned myself about money.’

– from a letter to Theo van Gogh.

Arles, 13 August 1888

from the painting: [industrial lies 1]

construction of rigged truths

metallic heralds of a golden age of industrial lies

the sky remains a riot of silence

industrial lies 1

industrial lies i
mixed media on board
17″ x 11″

[detail: words of] industrial lies 1

[words of] industrial lies 1:

 

construction of rigged truths

metallic heralds of a golden age of industrial lies

the sky remains a riot of silence

 

study in design

study
mixed media on board
8″ x 6″

… because i have not eaten except to feed the great famines …

 

– from ‘pelt yuh stones nuh…’

     leroy clarke

alan moore : my life as a writer

“Quitting my day job and starting my life as a writer was a tremendous risk; it was a fool’s leap, a shot in the dark. But anything of any value in our lives—whether that be a career, a work of art, a relationship—will always start with a such a leap. And in order to make it you have to put aside the fear of failing and the desire of succeeding. You have to do these things completely purely, without fear, without desire. Because things that we do without lust or result are the purest actions that we shall ever take.”

 

– alan moore

the nature of love

And now i will show you the most excellent way.

If i speak in the language of men and of angels, but have not love, i am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If i have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if i have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, i am nothing. If i give all i possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, i gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. it always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When i was a child, i talked like a child, i thought like a child, i reasoned like a child. When i became a man, i put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now i know in part; then i shall know fully, even as i am fully known.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

 

–          bible . 1 corinthians 13