NAKED AND COLD

The Fall

A HASTENED STREAM

I KEEP TELLING MYSELF
ITS JUST A SMILE
AND FIRST IMPRESSIONS LAST
WHERE AM I NOW
WHO AM I TO BE

I KEEP TELLING MYSELF
THEY ARE JUST EYES
THAT CANNOT HOLD ME FAST
YET I AM STILL
GLIDING ON THIS BREEZE

I KNOW I SHOULD NOT STIR
FROM STILLNESS TO DRIFTWOOD
A HEAD DETERS
THIS HEART SHOULD
BUT DOES NOT FOLLOW

TAKE CARE OF MY EVENING SUN
WHILE ALL ELSE DESERTS
AN OPEN HEART
LIES HERE RESTLESS
ON A HASTENED STREAM

waiting for the lights to change

me and my little ladies.

LOVES' LIE

NEVER HAVE WORDS
BEEN SO HARD TO ATTAIN
SINCE I FOUND LOVE
HAD LOST ITS' CLAIM
TO ETERNAL JOY
AND ENDLESS GAIN
ONLY POIGNANT TEARS
IN SAD REFRAINS
DRIP ON THE TRUTHS OF LOVE
MY PAPER STAINED

Matisse nude in orange

sparkle

LAUGHTER

AIR BREATHED AS FRESH
TO DREAM FILLED EYES
AS A SOUL AWAKENED
BY PASSIONS'- DRIVEN HIGH

MY SMILE AS ASCENSION
AND RADIANT SHINE
AS SPRING TO LOVERS
EMOTION FULFILLED ENTWINED

WAITING FOR THE LIGHTS TO CHANGE

ONE LESS STEP
WAITING FOR THE LIGHTS TO CHANGE
WHEN IT HITS
I WILL PICK MYSELF UP AGAIN
THIS TIME TRUE
TO THE SOUL THAT REMAINS
TRY AND UNDO
WHAT ENSNARES THE UN-ARRANGED

CATCH A BREATH
STEAL A SECOND FROM MYSELF
OUT OF DEPTH
AS NIGHT AWAITS THE STEALTH
THE LESSER GETS
AN ABUNDANCE OF CHAINS
ONE MORE STEP
WAITING FOR THE LIGHTS TO CHANGE

CLOSURE

A LOSING SCRATCH CARD
AND THE BLOWING OPEN AIR

DRAWN CURTAINS
AND THE WORLD THAT HAS IMPLODED

A FLICKED OFF LIGHT SWITCH
AND THE FORGOTTEN ONCE CAST SHADOW

DARKNESS BEHIND THE EYES
AND THE SPLIT SECOND BLINK

REALITY
AND THE VIRTUAL

CLOSING WORDS
AND THE UNWANTED GOODBYES

hollingworth lake

from a photograph by michelle keeble

Again.

Le monde a cessé de tourner
Pour un peu tandis qu'aujourd'hui….
Et j'étais triste
Venir ensemble de deux a puni uni.

BEACH

painting i did this morning.

BEACH

saddleworth art exhibition.

open art exhibition at saddlworth art gallery.
i had 2 pieces exhibited.

Refinery

A painting I did today.

THE MORNING AFTER

GOOD MORNING BEAUTY
ITS LIKE WE NEVER SLEPT
DRIFTING THROUGH DREAMS UPON
US THE DAYLIGHT CREPT

I KISS BOTH YOUR EYES
WITH NO GUILTY INTENT
I PLACE MY HAND ON YOUR HEART
TO THAT PLACE I NEVER WENT

THE MORNING CAST SUN
SUBMERGES YOUR CARPET
ACROSS OUR STREWN CLOTHES
WHERE LAST NIGHT STARTED

NO PLACE HERE FOR JEALOUSY
OR LOVERS LEAPS
NO EXCUSE OR MEANING
AS WE CLIMB FROM THE SHEETS

NO TALK OF POEMS
FALLING STARS OR SHORES
NO AWKWARD SMILE
AS I CLOSE YOUR BEDROOM DOOR

new painting

mid summer skyline

i must sleep...really

i really must go to sleep..im knackered...got to work weekend, too....bah!!!
that will feck up my artistic inspiration...might have a day off next week, to get some painting done.
just found out there is a saddleworth art exhibition soon..may try for that..may stick for this painting.
yawn!..im off.

another monday over...yesssssssss!!! now thats what im talking about!

Rain and Sex

RAIN AND SEX

FLASH OF FLESH
LACK OF RESPECT
DETACHED, DIGRESSED
THE PAIN AS YET
LEST WE FORGET


BREATHLESS SEX
AND LIVES NEGLECT
UNLATCHED, REPRESSED
THE GAIN AS MET
FRESHLY LAMENT


RESTLESS MESS
A CONTRITE NET
DISPATCHED, DEPRESSED
THE RAIN AS SET
WHERE WE RELENT

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UNSPOKEN

UNSPOKEN

SO MANY WORDS
I HAVE WRITTEN
CROSSED OUT
FOR YOU NOT TO SEE
TOO MANY NOW

TOO MUCH OF ME
LETS MY HEART
TRAVEL BUSINESS CLASS
WITH ALL YOUR CONSTANT HAS.

YOU HAUNT MY HALLS
WITH AN ABSTRACT GAZE.
I HAUNT YOUR GAZE
WITH EYES THAT FALL
BACK TO THESE WORDS
THAT ARE MEANT TO BE HEARD.

Blast from the past

saw my old friend who i used to be in a band with, today at a little festival i went to near me..the sound quality is shite ..sorry..they were actually very good. for some reason the video is on its side...lol...

suede....again!!

Just rediscovered Suede. Listening to The Two Of Us...classic...makes my hair stand up on the back of my neck....yow.

THIS CURIOUS IMPULSE

THIS CURIOUS IMPULSE

DO YOU STILL BELIEVE IN CASTLES BY THE SEA AND
US, WRAPPED IN AN OLD BLANKET
UNDISTURBED BY THE VISITING RELENTLESS SURF
THAT CLAMBERS ONTO OUR NOSTALGIC SHORES?
CAN WE LAY STILL, DEEMED LOST AND FORTIFIED
BY OUR SELF-WEAVED EDEN?
DO THE TENTATIVE BREATHS THAT SHIFT
OUR INSIDES, MOVE THE EARTH, THIS GARDEN
AND FIND HOME, SOLACE, ARTISAN PEACE
UNDER CRIMSON SUNSETS MISTAKENLY CLOSED?
DO WE UNDERSTAND THIS CURIOUS IMPULSE THAT KEEPS
THIS CASTLE EBBING AND FLOWING BETWEEN OUR ROCKS?

I WILL CLIMB BACK THROUGH YOUR EYES

I WILL CLIMB BACK THROUGH YOUR EYES

PRIZE FIGHTER PRIZE FOOL
WHO ELSE WOULD CLAMBER
THROUGH THE EYE OF A NEEDLE
TO BE BEATEN BY YOU
CONSENT TO BE BORN AGAIN
CONTENT TO BE WEARING PAIN
IT ENCIRCLES ME
LIKE THIS DYING SUMMER
STILL I RETURN TO LOVE-
WELL VERSED IN CHRIST
BUT CAUGHT UP IN YOUR THORNS
THE PASSING OF NOTHING MEANS SOMETHING
I ENCOMPASS THIS ALL ENCOMPASSING EMPTINESS
OPEN MY PALM AND BLOW...........
BACK TO THE AIR FROM WHERE IT CAME
ANOTHER SEASON GIVEN BACK
ANOTHER REASON DRIVEN TRACK
PLAYED TO DEAF EARS
APOLOGETIC INSINCERE

I WILL CLIMB BACK THROUGH YOUR EYES
AND MAKE SOME SPACE FOR LOVE.

Another rejection...pattern forming???

Just received a letter from Oldham Art gallery rejecting my proposal for exhibition.
Am I gutted?...Dont know really. I shall push on and look at some other angles.

New tune.

Its saturday morning and my daughter, Emily and I have just wrote a beautiful tune. She is only 12 but she plays guitar years above herself. The song has a Kings of Convenience feel to it...cos we like them.
Emily wrote the chords and I added the lead picking notes. When it is finished and recorded, we will post it on my website at FM.

new painting violet nude

a little project, myself and fellow artist Evie did from a B&W photo.

what a week....

I have had the week from hell...we are on strike at work....I have had the emotional shit kicked out of me and the weather is crap....apart from that all is great.

On a brighter note, my best mate gets married today to a wonderful person, so i am looking forward to that.

Cutting

Part of my insomnia collection.

crash bang wallop...what a picture!

I was driving home from my place of work when some berk decided to pull out on a car in front causing cars to go skidding all over the place....it was surreal how i missed all these cars scattered on the motorway......it was as though i was in the matrix, time lapse thingy -ma- jig...
anyway im still alive, still smiling and .......still alive.

INSOMNIA COLLECTION

A series of 12 nocturnal urban and rural activity scenes set against a dormant natural landscape marking the passage of time and man.
I wanted to demonstrate this by depicting the ethereal quality that sleep deprivation can bring and have chosen to adapt the technique of time lapse photography to emphasize the viewers disassociation with the activity within the picture.
The recurring abstract theme of trailing lights and no visible vehicles separates the viewer and the sleeper from reality.
The paintings are in acrylic on boxed canvas.
They are all 60cm x 50cm.

I am working on a shit load of commissions at the minute....im very happy.....and im writing a shit load of tunes too.....im very happy...oh ive said that already....oh im really happy too.
the above is Bari for a friend of a friend of a friends friend.

alas..i did not get in Manchester Academy of Fine Arts....never mind....nothing ventured nothing gained......bollox

MAFA

Well not what i expected.....i dropped my paintings off and that was it . no feedback, chat or kiss my arse....ah well, we'll see.
this is one of my paintings from the insomnia collection....it shows the countryside being severed by light....cutting through dreams.

My paintings and myself are going before an arts committee tomorrow for membership of manchester acadamy of fine art...im shitting myself.