The ART of Text
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“Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing - absolutely nothing - half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.”
― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows
Treat This 204 ~ Kreative People group
Thanks to CatnessGrace for the source image which you can see in the first comment box below or here: flic.kr/p/NUMVUG
Source image by myself,in first comment box:
www.flickr.com/photos/95044232@N03/41558232970/in/datepos...
Face and text from Pixabay.
For:
Treat This #200 - Friday July 13 to Thursday July 19 2018
www.flickr.com/groups/1752359@N21/discuss/72157698985679245/
Created for the Magnificent Manipulated Masterpieces
5 Day Quick MMM "Valentines " Challenge
EXPLORE WORTHY, Mini Challenge 24 - Love & Romance (2021 Art)
Art Week Gallery Group
~~~ TEXT ART ~~~
These wonderful words were in a birthday card given to me by my 5 children, they made me laugh! We all need to laugh!!!
Thank you for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day! xo💜💜 💕💕💕❤️❤️❤️
Words strain,
Crack and sometimes break, under the burden,
Under the tension, slip, slide, perish,
Will not stay still.
TS Eliot Four Quartets, [Burnt Norton]
Art Week Gallery Group
~~~ TEXT ART ~~~
Thank you for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day! xo💜💜 💕💕💕❤️❤️❤️
''Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.”
― T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets [Burnt Norton]
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Mixmaster 18 Challenge:
www.flickr.com/groups/artisticmanipulation/discuss/721576...
➤ Your image must feature at least one rose.
➤ It must include at least one man-made object.
➤ You must incorporate a poetic textual component, like a poem or musical score (poetic song lyrics and self-penned poems okay).
➤ You must also include one – and only one – animal but ...
➤ NO PEOPLE (or mannequins).
All images used are my own: fortuitously I took some photos of roses at the weekend! :-)
"Colour is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul.”
Kandinsky
April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain
(TS Eliot, The Waste Land )
Treat This 167 Kreative People group
Source image is my own which you can see in the first comment box below or here: flic.kr/p/SNUhms
Rosetti's Pia de Tolomei: Public Domain
''Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.”
― T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets [Burnt Norton]
“Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future."
T S Eliot, Four Quartets (Burnt Norton)
[The third and final of three text artworks with quotes from T S Eliot]
Totally unrelated to this artwork: Trump mistakenly tweeted the wrong 'Ivanka' in a Twitter blunder yesterday. He tweeted Ivanka from Brighton: This Ivanka is the daughter of a friend of mine and is as different from his daughter as can be!!
www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2017/jan/17/donald-trump-mist...
“Do you have information that there's an android in the cast? I'd be glad to help you, and if I were an android would I be glad to help you?"
"An android," he said, "doesn't care what happens to another android. That's one of the indications we look for."
"Then," Miss Luft said, "you must be an android.”
― Philip K. Dick, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
The Hereios of We’re Here! are posting signs of intelligent life today at iRobot.
Also for the Kreative Prople Text Art contest 63.
Created for Mixmaster Challenge 11 - Fictitious Halloween magazine cover:
www.flickr.com/groups/artisticmanipulation/discuss/721576...
and
Vivid Art group 'Vivid Tricks'
www.flickr.com/groups/2817915@N22/discuss/72157673378570541/
From seances of the past -
to Modern day Zoom meetings...
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"Hello - hello is any one there?"
" Is there some one who wants to join?"
"Victoria are you there?"
"Can you hear us? We cant hear you.."
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multi creations via night cafe, edited in gimp
Femme au texte
Ink pen
Paper
15 x 21 cm
with added collage
Try out, using text as texture and filler. Sample text cut out from an article on M.C. Escher by Wieteke van Zeil.
An assemblage/painting that I have just finished making; utilising canvas and linen.
Acrylic on canvas, laid down on canvas. 600mm by 400mm.
Created for the Hypothetical Awards The 4th Annual, Musically-Themed Challenge…Imaginary Album Cover Design!
www.flickr.com/groups/1179479@N25/discuss/72157643115513844/
(Imaginary bands and albums)
Created for the Hypothetical Awards The 4th Annual, Musically-Themed Challenge…Imaginary Album Cover Design!
www.flickr.com/groups/1179479@N25/discuss/72157643115513844/
(Imaginary bands and albums)
Femmes en marche
Ink - Paper - 21 x 15 cm
with added text collage
Original drawing enhanced with text cut from an article on M.C. Escher by Wieteke van Zeil
Created for the Award Tree's ~ Art With Text. ~ challenge.
A real mish-mash of stuff used here: four or five Microsoft Word documents with various fonts (Bahnschrift SemiLight SemiConde, ROG FONTS to name two), cropped, resized and colour-filled in Photoshop, everything then stuck into Photomatix Pro, tonemapped and finally combined with previously unused DABC #600, final flourishes back at the ol' PS lab using the Nik Collection add-on. Phew!
Spilling out into the night, the air slapping at their sweaty and flushed faces, the SeeBee defensive line - the one with the core, a Cap and a whole bunch of hooligans masquerading under the banner of Dan, variations one through eight – celebrated with a hoot, three hollers and a whole six-pack of gang-gum stylings designed to set the world on fire. The sheer levity brought about by these loveable, disgusting creatures of the gong, reeked of disillusion, straight-up bravado and all the squeaky, tin monkeys money could buy. “Don’t let the luster blind you,” pointed out one of the on-lookers, digging feverishly at the tapioca ice-cream bowl before her, “these cats can jam flat a back sass of the most gruesome kind, “again stabbing her parfait spoon deeper, “and all before eight on a Sunday.” The motor was left running. The dimes fell to the floor. The shoe shine boy folded his tent, bid a tra-la and sauntered down the alleyway, oblivious to all the temptations within.
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