Bone Tickle

viernes, 27 de marzo de 2015

Hoot and Swoop



"The whirr of flapping leather bands and hum of dynamos from the powerhouse urged Stephen to be on. Beingless beings. Stop! Throb always without you and the throb always within. Your heart you sing of. I between them. Where? Between two roaring worlds where they swirl, I. Shatter them, one and both. But stun myself too with the blow. Shatter me you who can. Bawd and butcher, were the words. I say! Not yet awhile. A look around."

James Joyce - Ulysses


water colour pencil on paper

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jueves, 19 de marzo de 2015

Wings


“There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique, and if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium; and be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is, not how it compares with other expression. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open. You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep open and aware directly to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open. No artist is pleased. There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others.” 
-- Martha Graham --


Water colour pencils and chinese ink

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