The Good, The Bad & The Queen

Survey Question

Are they

1. ghosts
2. disembodied match sticks
3. fingertips, also disembodied

Maybe two posts today. Getting all up in my Surface tbh. There'll be many posts coming now. Many...many many posts. Hold on to your hats.

 

promise; commodity

I've really needed to post music musings... not a lot of head-space during Covid19 Stage3 restrictions though. 

Focused on hand-clap songs last week.

Here are two:

It's so A-ha, with a little Kim Wilde sentiment mixed in for good measure. I love it. Have this on a playlist I've made that is quite poppy main-streamish. Realised that most of the songs I'd included had hand-claps and wondered about the hows and whys behind the hand-clap. How it fits in with a particular kind of pop song... It is quite a cheesy element,  though perhaps like a sprinkle of happy.  When I become conscious of hand-claps I'm reminded of watching Countdown and some god awful song called "Hooked on Classics". 

The Mark Ronson, Miley Cyrus song "Nothing Breaks like a Heart" rocks the hand-claps. It is a great song, a really a lovely pastiche (you know what I'm talking about).

So yes, I've been thinking deeply about hand-claps over the last few weeks when I'm out with headphones on. hahaha! 

There's also this kind of lovely Belle and Sebastian natural hand-clap. Happy, and interestingly lightening the mood of the lyrics. 

 I'll be stealing some time today to sketch out a little grasp of an idea that came recently in one of those night time waking moments. Catch that inspiration. Conversion of a spectacular failure into 'Project Imagination Platter'. Take your pick. Placing inspiration still. Here for this, finding my place - mojo unreachable but glitters out there somewhere. *tinkle tinkle*

not

Not really drawing. Just thinking.
Listening to Blur, Out of Time.

Not going with this salt line anymore so I'll pop it in here.
Once, up in Yirrkala, I watched a small metal dish of salt slowly
become a little dish of water. January humidity. Hurricane close by.
Thus the inspiration. It's mainly Borges flavours in this script, but so much more.
One day I'll draw it a little better. Perhaps go for this incredibly loose scruffy look (on right side - lines everywhere. I do like lines, everywhere.) Matches the glacial progress.

' carried by blue tigers. 

They've been trying to work out when and where to put me down. 

Past the 52 toads.

Over there somewhere. 

Thanks.

Quite a ride.

My favourite guitar riff. And drums. Due to this being a blog, here is Radiohead. 

pared

Some Morandi peace.

1956

1951

Giorgio Morandi layered some of his time in these two paintings. Nature Morta 1956 and Nature Morta 1951.

Thom Yorke layered some of his time in recent album, Anima.

My weekend painted by such a lovely underlying melody, serpenting its way up from underneath: song. (I Am a Very Rude Person)

Dropping into your paw

Four little clips today. A little collection for eyes, ears and stickly prickly minds.
Inspiration to scoop and drop.


365 - One Year, One Film, One Second a Day by The Brothers McLeod
The Brothers McLeod screening I caught at MIAF was refreshing and indeed inspiring. Rich minds, wonderful drawings, really imaginative animation. Fizzy.


Mirai Mizue once did a 365 day project. Not it, but: Sample a little slice of something nice by Mizue.



Paul Driessen physics.  Always nice to come back to Driessen.
Crumpled little line, his characters, the way they move.
The way they move, the way they move, la la laaa, the way they move.

Driessen's lovely lines, just as lovely and rich as Boris Karloff's marvellous timbre reading Rudyard Kipling (vinyl).