GEOMETRISM

GEOMETRISM LIVES ON!
Here is the latest news on Geometrism & there is a very important message embedded in the text...
　

GEOMETRISM...UNRAVELLED

... self helmet renouncing page value illusion demoiselles sums friends resume humour church canvass called lottery selected transcendence expressions building window endowed true giving room pagetracker author continues think malraux continue montage unimaginal they constructivist cracked exciting protocol positive three upon nothing committed missing seeking whole incommunicable tomorrow constructivism always download quality women dimension knocks products brit former beyound best creator order gardener visitors known never truly annual levity wake suzi walking rebound them available vague crap emerges recognising broke real derain fields principal celebrities father cathedral blogman illuminati taking short fauvism incriminate allowfullscreen brisk porridge rheims decorate centre away problem were space write helinandus such movie official text dark grail summer mortgage platonic evolves birth offering paintings sympathy today arcanum puzzled shrouded atmospheric enclosed good outlandish used mode transmutation malevich slowly devotional together acceptance brotherhood prefer riven make thinking sacrifice referred with myth soul point forever easy though painting integrity millions corrupt continuum universe justice practice seriograph contemporaries little modern perceive dear lines came august does oxford smitten http finally hexiamonds fear those mural matrix rosary discerning welcome moment maybe isaac down unescape purchases maiden knights contact socially academic holman gallery example conformed last implore living cried squaring that allowscriptaccess told poetry photography herbert character present original disasters table sell here challenging skull segmentation glimpse replicated museum itself deal designgeometric high security basic inspired tenfold bereft architect well october money internet loyal else lost times driven home hugo side from maths taken consisting received quick blackmail shockwave digitally things gajshost whom fiercest come clerical alliance nature following educated cornwall posthumously late vision particular gentleman through final watch water heresy dominion other matter most type buys clid hype gastonbury selling exclusivity writing reason entitled andre illegal unique bones signing destined scope black nominal vendors recent extraterrestrials divinely breasts university comes forces lord raphaelite dawn shores create invented allowing explanation know empty rape sure queen venture rhythmically apology importuning puzzles defined fraud gambles group chairman chosen intelligent documents searching peterhugomcclure exist movement cubism ideas esquire hurting martin beauty hope strongly alchemy appearing evolving observed gabriel unedited cloud height serious constructivists mathematical printed better dealing brings club peter seems including blogspot when millais ordained works GEOMETRISM quantity century pebbles warhol version braque tennyson interest simple negative protestant board vons reality makes research harmony years listen simply satanic places sales traffickers arthur morris victorian pdf angels food classified regarding belated retrospect outbreak sequence human leave whether understood christianity close pantheon trained crystals getting offended enigma suddenly inspected flash penzance these cosmos yours news done louvre stills highly however interacted houses company turn stock inscribed peace behind success harmonics advanced american painted malmesbury effectively kerosene subject foreign time astray filled lilly turned light georges various regard which cyber outcome clifford exclained scientist template kind matrices western granted irrevocably friedrich biography strays connected white reflected document adventure eyes mathematician louis wondrous writings just felt sport letter blake debate wide sees unbearable proclaimed inspires mantra annals innate ancient toughened strive heaven interlocking must persons chicago also mathematics talisman inhumane click your theory holy since pivotal ways died important karma describe purchase life rapport wherefore line please species maximize series paris vain straight feed closes full sleep emanating within sometimes children finds involvement still fact stupid prime knight follow press left while bless system snowflakes loom barbarity papers piece studying listsky will javascript bankers belief this planet exhibition mcclure performed raphaelites might celtic sustainable daring width pickover solstice cultured open vessel persons chicago also mathematics talisman inhumane click your theory holy since pivotal ways died important karma describe purchase life rapport wherefore line please species maximize series paris vain straight feed closes full sleep emanating within sometimes children finds involvement still fact stupid prime knight follow press left while bless system snowflakes loom barbarity papers piece studying listsky will javascript bankers belief this planet exhibition mcclure performed raphaelites might celtic sustainable daring width pickover solstice cultured open vessel language appeared permutations thought include respectfully image modified guard yesterday fire cubes viewed involves surrounded often thyself insight blocks catch subliminal morons condemnation humble wings inveigled battle google seemed thursday originals another activities love politics should john delivery culture gave artistic paces darker knowledge lateral information enemies kitsch like russia pleases gauss travels consideration question discover reasonable recognition source solids activity without dele before combinations location even science pitch cannot nine floated great have exhibited inches doubt picassso arts worth nice fibonacci able camille lacks minority over comment heard cutting sells possession picasso lane plume expense described panic expressed ives longer others ratio intention written believe there mighty photographs pottery hearts humility according reveal young world enlarge camelot december bring frugal ground found breath word play posted expo family templers phatically acclesiastical discretion institutions looked enhances angel thin mine shrunken means burning script acrylic architects fundamental seem posterity undoubtedly office house meets state newton truth chronicler where experimented friend looking diet horrified some reborn become give riches mortals move rather pieced madoff equations safe alone concerned estaque addition became fraught future ubber recently complications shall innovator benjamin dante brace yale about sacred historically style funeral clip alfred finished records dream prototypes made drawn website loads what computer evolve chaos cost member worthy resurrected exists miasma shaken innocence unwise business tessellations structure thing minister geometric fain path mandala salute youtube revolutionary exact gift usual application then wicks fractals laws salon immortal yearn would fuzzy seizes talent king fighting canvas plutarch spots until shalott story especially imagination remark crappola akashic constantly many elysium stronger atomic introduction trusted vast opportunity britain stimulate pablo went proportion keep squares unusual their tatlin galahad wits wealthy look serving clues identified basis review precision above first potential depths shields mind radiance soon large elite manifest hunt earth logic into around happiness back probably being incarnation dosh expedient golden interests knowing ghost crimes erotica need numbers gating hewn wonder artist scam save incontestable dwarfed critic having indeed transmutes alchemist than contrary provide organisation streets ever every reduces acquire dare offer avignon templates patterns ocean seminal lancelot perform founded https staff profusion given icons host colour artwork year schismatic curse indulge very instance sense said pastel enable release surely geometry figures purely cross seen orthodoxy provided free cult bear flicker woodword rise puzzle troubled anecdotes circle core autmne raku operate place sheep head gesture geometer allusion humanity youth contemplate entertainment fight fauvists bright grids wars respect images therefore diagrams artists priced refused again goes engineers more william rossetti picasaweb less design words doing past video hands unknown blind introduces therefor connections national supposed created mazes latest boss bloom catholic globally history diabolical trewellard eaters thou mirror role express stoking analytics universal cunning conceived search take begs number sight facsimiles round illumination sane gathering article trace delights needs lady transmits souls nought haikus urban everything trying abundant kanweiller person splendour secretiveness maintained surprising gruel code defence been vauxcelles people exchange designers intelligence everett magic rewards square work flew neanderthals quest stickler shame utterly comforts much photos appear midas primarily dubious authorsden part effect print devoted arrive poem qualifications keen only general cause strongest sadly yourself worked fashionable simplicity honours plus mentions lightening...

If you want to be further "puzzlemented" just gaze at this picture for 3 hours and all your ailments will disappear...(or your money back)...Tis a Blue...Blue...Blue Day...

 

Blue is the colour

Of the sky...the sea and

This picture too

 

 

PS: I shall be having an Exhibition entitled: "GEOMETRISM GOES NORTH" (I am now based in Hartlepool in the North-East of England)...This will be in the last week of April and the first week of May and the venue is: THE CENTRAL LIBRARY, HARTLEPOOL.

                                                       

 

 

                                                              

 
　

VERY RECENT STUFF...

POST "MCCLURE'S RAKU"...POST "GEOMETRISM"...TO "RESURRECTION"...
I HAD AN EXHIBITION AT THE MOUNT'S BAY CONTEMPORARIES GALLERY IN PENZANCE DURING THE MONTH OF APRIL ENTITLED "RESURRECTION" THAT INCLUDED PAINTINGS AND POETRY THAT HAD BEEN RESURRECTED FROM THE PAST TOGETHER WITH A FEW MATHEMATICAL MODELS SOME OF WHICH HAVE NEVER BEEN SEEN BY HUMAN BEINGS...ONE COULD SAY THAT THEY WERE RESURRECTED FROM THE "COSMIC CONSCIOUSNESS".

THIS WAS THE POSTER TO PROMOTE THE RECENT EXPO...

"POEMS FROM THE TOP DRAWER.MAY.2012"

001.LOVE IS...

  

Love is totally without hate

And does not discriminate.

Love is the uniting force

That abhores any divorce.

Love fills the heart with desire

Kindling an endless fire.

Love makes the Majestic call

That with one word...says it All.

Love's the Alchemist's dream

And does the light of Truth...beam. 

Love gives the Power to see...

With out it...where would we be.

Love with just...a gentle smile

Does every soul...beguile.

Love is the only language

That is favoured by the Sage.

Love's rays eternally grow

And in far reaches...does glow.

Love is a powerfull thing

And makes the heart...truly sing.

Love passively conquers all

And every soul...does enthral.

Love does all conflicts resolve

Helping Human-Kind evolve.

Love reaches all living things

Giving the Angels ...their Wings.  

002. HAIKUS X 6

Sentient and seeing... Is this material being... But is now fleeing

Our perceptions are...Mere shadows and reflections... Of reality

Time and distance are...Totally irrelevant... In this Quantum World

Searching for the Truth ...Is like polishing coal... To make a mirror

On the shore's edge with...Fishing line sitting all day... And catching nothing

The stage is all set...And we discuss this and that... Waiting for GODOT   

003. HAIKUS X 6

On the Penzance train...Constantly persued by the... Hovering full-moon

Thousands of pebbles...Each one unique...such riches...Here on Albion's shores

To fly or to die...Day of reckoning for the... Fledgeling Jack-daw

Look metal from the...Titanic...says a child...At play on the beach

Mind is not a vessel...To be filled...but a Fire To be kindled

Eight thousand equals...The sum of three cubes and is... It self a CUBE

004. HAIKUS X 6

From these ravaged lands...Pining for the sweet taste from...The fruit of Reason

Loathsome it may be...But are we more innocent...Than he...the cockroach

All may plainly see...An innocent man he be... This man of poverty

A rain-bow and a...Solitary sea-gull greet... This wet winters morn

Life's an Idiot's tale...Full of sound and fury that... Signifies nothing

This Itinerant...Vagabond's is just another...Yamabushi    

005. HAIKUS X 6

How can you sleep...Early in the morning and... Mis the dawn chorus

Ever so gentle...The sound of a hungry chick... This early spring morn

Time passes by....Sometimes fast sometimes sluggish...It's never boring

That young hungry chick...Is rapidly learning a... Soothing repertoire

The ephemeral...Here today gone tomorrow... Everlasting joy

Waiting for a bus...And watching two sluggs racing... Across the wet road   

006.Broken Bolder Beach.

With a rugged beauty that defies

All those far-off and harried cries

Yet beckons...the Aesthete's eyes.

Woodland girths its scenic surround

Broken by the stream's wispering sound

The crowds...they are not to be found.

Tis just a jaunt along the coast

And is a very resourceful host

That through simplicity...gives the most.

Here to Nature become entwined

In this rare jewel of a find

That is divinely blessed and enshrined.

Going with the Tao to reach

The One who with-out words does teach...

Here on Broken Bolder Beach.  

007.HAIKUS X 4

All may plainly see

An innocent man he be... 

This man of poverty

Life's an Idiot's tale

Full of sound and fury that... 

Signifies nothing

Hedge-rows in Winter

Like worn out tooth-brushes...skirt

Newly furrowed fields

The mildest Winter

On record and the Fushias...

Are still in full blume

Toing and frowing

Along the sea shore...seagulls

Looking for tit-bits

Shelter from the rain

In the Library again...

Catch the haiku train

008.Days End

The sun hides far away

Children go home from play

Colours …. they all turn grey

Tis no cause for dismay

At the closing of day

The chirping birds do sway

One to repose . . . and pray.

009.A noble Truth

Idealists can't go to war and kill

But when driven too far surely will.

And by degrees their souls...slowly chill

Destroying their very sense of will.

Blindly driven to unseen peril

They battle upon a nameless hill.

A noble truth they try to instil

With corpses awaiting...graves to fill.

010.Soul Search

Looking up with leaden eyes

To the One above the skies…

Seeking comfort from the lies

And the never ending cries.

So these lost souls search in vain

Upon the arrid terrain…

Deprived of the healing rain

They become immune to pain.

There to Paradise they go

For in their hearts…they all know

There’s no one that can bestow

Relief to the…very low.

011.Starry Night

Darkness descends and all is quiet

On this very crisp starry night.

Like a beam of light traveling

The Heavens...with-out begining.

Endlessly persuing life's quest

With out reward and with out rest.

Not fearing the dark and unknown

Accepting what fate has thrown.

Finding...in the smallest of things

Beauty...with the joy that it brings.

Being humble...like a grain of sand

Held in a child'e enquiring hand.

Surrendering with-out a fight

On this very still...starry night.

012. A PIECE OF STRING

With it...destitute urchins

In the street skip and sing;

In a field a tethered horse

Subdued...is full of loathing.

With it...on a mountain side

A fallen climber does cling;

The Mighty Golliath falls

By a stone from David's sling.

With it...hung from the gallows

A man's body is swinging;

The Kordian's Knot...was for

Alexander...no-great-thing.

With it...puppets move their limbs

That we all find...Amusing;

A monk...with his begging bowl

Also needs..."a piece of string".

013.DEEP INSIDE

The packaging is...so pristine;

But inside the goods are damaged.

It's all an act.. just a show;

But inside you'r damaged goods.

You are glamorous...confident;

But inside you'r damaged goods.

You'r on the stage...world watching;

Nobody wants damaged goods.

But very deep inside;

An innocent child...does reside.

014.WE DO A-SPIRE

A lofty spire

Does pierce the sky;

With joy They sing

To one on High.

Such was the sound 

That filled the air;

It reached all souls

That felt despair.

The Mighty Throng

Did face their God;

And he in turn

Did give his nod.

Blessing all with

A gracious smile;

Bringing Peace that

Non could defile.

Such was the strength

Of the Breth-ren;

They did A-spire...

Amen...Amen.

015.WHAT'S IN A NAME

It's a crying shame

Some souls have no name;

shall never know fame

And have no real claim.

A name's just a name

A Dame's just a Dame;

Paintings in a frame

Receive full acclaim.

Some people do claim

We're not all the same;

Though some strive for fame

And shall...others maim.

Investors do claim

Profits from A-name;

If it's all the same

I prefer No-name.

It's the Poet's aim 

The heathens to tame;

And those with A-name

By stealth: Inflame.

016.PRAYING FOR RAIN

Men in High Towers

Are praying for showers;

While things on the ground

And very far from sound.

There's talk in the bowers

To give greater powers;

To people all around

That Justice may abound.

On this land The Growers

Do pick sacred flowers;

With True Faith they have found

They can truly astound.

The men in their Towers

Do still pray...for showers;

The drought does still confound

Free Souls are...onward bound.

017.LEFT FOR DEAD

Kicked in the head

And left for dead.

Yet here i am

This is no sham.

A man like you

Not...well to-do.

But with desires

That one acquires.

From progress made

By honest trade.

Tis sad to say

There's some dismay.

But joy is found...

Love does abound.

It must be said

I'm not yet...Dead.

LIFE...POST RAKU

From the ashes of the RAKU of last summer...the Phoenix has arisen discovering new lands majestically it flies without ever looking back looking forward to every new day and the adventures it brings...sometimes resting & thanking the Lord for the earth's bounty...and just like this bird i have been busy ploughing a trough and planting the seeds of GEOMETRISM...it is indeed a new species that has laid dormant for too long but this has been rectified and culminates in an Exhibition of geometric Art entitled GEOMETRISM in that Art Colony St. Ives in Cornwall...

What is Raku?

What is Raku?

Is it possible to view...

Yes...just by the few

_________________

So for everybody else

Here are a few pictures

At the day's end

Here on Honolulu...

Watching the setting sun

Content After a

Morning of fishing...

The preening Heron

Spartan though it be

Life can be found in the...

Dryist of deserts

This stone arrangement

Found while on the endless and...

Meandering path

Stumble upon the

Eidelweise while trekking...

The mountain pass

The ephemeral

Ripples on a pond reach out...

To Infinity

Every-Thing's Maya

A Shadow or Refexion...

Of reality

__________

RAKU...is an extension of the Tea Ceremony...and a very sacred Japanese Art Form where the handling of money is anathema...a Monk living in the woods would invite somebody to partake in the drinking of tea "Cha Do" and would make drinking bowls for that one occasion...they were: quite crude and not "thrown", a single firing pulled out of the kiln still dipped into organic matter (leaves, saw-dust twigs etc), plus thrown into water causing a crackling of the glaze...so the finish would be quite unpredictable but it was the serendipic quality that gave its uniqueness and its beauty...the aesthetics of simplicity...in addition the bowls would be destroyed after being used just once and therefor ephemeral...the beauty of The Moment...never to be repeated!

A Zen Master is deemed to be a master of every art-form (or "Do") which also includes Ken Do, Aki Do...they are all ways of self expression.

This tradition is a bit like the Mandalas made with coloured sand in Buddhist Monastries...they are equally ephemeral and they a great antidote to a "culture" that cannot perceive Art that does not have a price tag (usually high) "created" by a celebrity with very little talent....This story will continue....

Haikus like Raku have a similar origin...they are very concise poems of 17 syllables in 3 lines of 5-7-5 syllables and traditionally express the different moods of the changing seasons but these days can be expressing the different moods and the changing world...

Snowing pink blossom

Ravens grubbing for worms...

This wet May morning

_________

Brushed by a bird's wing

A woman serenely sits...

Beauty steals the Hour

___________

Bending with the wind

The Taoist gathers water...

In a straw hat

__________

Squawking family

Feeding time for the Herons...

High-up in the trees

________

An empty mirror

Does not discriminate...

It Reflects all things

_________

Raku originated in the late 16th C celebrating the beauty (Wabi) in simplicity by the great master of tea; Sen no Riku (1522-1599) whose patron was the War Lord Oda Nobunaya (1534-1591)...too be continued

___________

Further into the world of Raku...in the Myriad of Art-Work that exists in the world maybe there is much that has been totally neglected...that for which money never exchanges hands...that which is only seen by the lucky few...that which evolves for which no individual can claim credit (Folk-Art)...that which is purely tharapeutic for the creator (out-sider/primitive/naieve) & the truly ephemeral/serendipic...so all this neglected art that is bereft of celebrities or house-hold-names and which do not "figure" in the commercial world because they are just too cheap & the fat-cats would rather buy one painting with their millions than buy thousands of works by "lesser-mortals"...we are in a serious recession and one would think the time is ripe for affordable work of merit to be sold in Community Art Centres all round the country where no hype will be needed where real quality would be recognised for what it is and where Satchi & Satchi "do-not-have-a-say"...Amen!

On Sunday 21st Jun at "Tea-Time" i shall be having a Mcclure's Raku...which will be a single firing of all images created by me that i have in stock in my studio in Trewellard, Cornwall...which will include paintings (framed & unframed), drawings, sketches, photographs so that i will be left with no images except a Navajo Rug and all other images by other artists i shall donate to a worthy cause...this will be nothing short of an "Iconclast" i will be purged of all points of reference and will give due diligence to where i go next...So i will be offering my work to the Gods of Fire...and will offer the ashes to a few worthy souls...this may sound a bit extreme but in these trying times i could not avoid getting a bit passionate with the Greed that has crept into every fibre of our fragile community...an example has be made of people who "give-their-best" always regardless of money and who do not not need bonuses or incentives...who's natural instinct is to serve the community in which they live...

Raku like Talismans, Mandalas, Kolams, Celtic Design is not about money...it is about True Culture...