factory will fall.

having read (and in most cases re-read) various
books, poems, song lyrics etc.. i have drawn a
blank for a suitable title.. it was only when
trawling through my own blog here (wondering what
i had written over the past few months) that i
came across an early photograph of the painting
as a 'work in progress' - the title of that
particular post was "another enriching layer of
disquiet" obviously how i felt at the time..
so, stick to what you know and how you feel..
i'm gonna go with that.

what i find strange is when a friend passes comment
to you about a post on "your blog" - christ, i didn't
think anybody read this twaddle (apart from two maybe
three people & my cat who occasionaly sits on the
computer whilst i'm typing this)..

you mostly forget that anybody can find themselves here
why they would want to is another matter..
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i spent most of this morning (nursing a bad zinfandel
and bitter head) applying acid to copper in a small(er)
attempt to recreate the imagery in my (broken) head
and produce smaller versions & variations on a theme;

here; (work very much in progress...)
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paint..


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and copper and this corrosion..


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a habbit of mine is to wipe brushes down my shirt and
also to put them in my mouth, usually i have paint all
around my mouth from this rather unhealthy habit of
brush cleaning.. of course, sometimes it's not just
paint i use my brushes for..



i may go and have a little lie down now..