Thursday, 30 December 2010

Wednesday, 29 December 2010

Tuesday, 21 December 2010

Sunday, 19 December 2010

I Phone To Polaroid To Collage

The Most Dashing Dashboard

Only 85003.8 Miles on the Clock
And She Said Silently
Hey There Are Miles More Still

Once We Had Beauty

Once We Were Loved

Thursday, 9 December 2010

Memoirs in Charcoal




Original Charcoal Done in XX -V
Imagery Done in XX-X

Friday, 3 December 2010

From + To - Final Part III

This Exists As A 10 By 8 Image
Its A Water Color & Its A Pencil Sketch
Using Neither Brush or Charcoal
It Leaves Me With Intangible Emotions
It Speaks Not With Words From Thoughts
But With Feeling Of Latent Beauty & Harmony
I Came To Peace But Momentarily
As I Must Go Again, Ray

Colour to Black & White Part II












Still Wondering Around
I Dropped Back To Color
The Black & White This Time
Were Not Working
So From Zero Saturation
I Went To Deep Saturation
As You Can See
But Still I Am Not Satisfied
I Had Gone Too Positive
It Was All Too Much Norm
Then The Dirham Fell
And I Deeply Remembered
My Initial Impulse At Foto Gulf
When The Negs Had Silently Spoken

I Saved Part I & II Images
On The I Phone
Processed Them Through
I Phone App - Photonasis
Converted Then Back To Negatives
Colored And Blacks And Whites
It Worked And Instantly But Momentarily
I Became Satisfied

Colour to Black & White Part I













From The Initial Part I
I Came To This Conclusion
It Was An Expansion
It Was Being In Isolation
It Was Being Alone
I Still Was Not Satisfied
It Was Still Too Predictable
The Negatives That Spoke Earlier
We Still Not Being Heard Fully
But This Was A Break From The Collective

Made by Man - Destroyed By Men - Initial Part

From Film Negatives
To Digital Positives
I Came To This Conclusion
But I Was Not At All Satisfied
I Remembered Silently
Seeing The Negatives
At The Foto Gulf Studio
When They Silently And Quickly
Spoke - Saying "We Are Ok & We Are Enough"

This Lead Me to 'Color to Black & White Part I & II'






Thursday, 2 December 2010

2010 Ray Model - July 10 @ 11.30 AM

A Collaboration Betwix
Photo Studio in Mamoura Doha Qatar
I Phone Free App - Photonasis
Picasa 3 By Google
&
A Desire To Leave Something

Rays on Colour

One Day Back In XXIV or XXV
Or There Abouts
Circa
I Came Home
And The Light Was Right
So I Took This & More
Self Imageries
Using
Nancy's 2 MP Canon Gifted Camera

Friday, 26 November 2010

Unity is Obtained

I wIsh to heal the absence
I wIsh to heal yoUr absence
as yoUr absence is my absence
and so my absence is yoUr absence
to heal you absence wIthIn
is to heal my absence wIthoUt
to heal within is to heal wIthoUt

to heal me Is to to heal yoU
to heal you Is to heal me
to heal Is to heal
to heal the two
Is to heal the dUalIty
& when dUalIty Is healed

Unity Is obtaIned

scripted on xx-iii-xi-xx v

From a Birth to a Death

having had to find you
i then had to realize
that suddenly & impatiently
i had to lose you also
for whatever it was
it had to complete its course
you came & you went
you came unintended
you let intended
i observed the begin
it was like a birth
a new life came to existence
i experienced the end
it was like a death
an old life had come back
i journeyed anew in betwix the two

from a birth to a death

scripted in xxiii-xi-xxv

Copendence


when oUr exIstence starts

does then oUr Independence start ?

does exIstence => Independence

when there Is true exIstence

then there is true UnIon

& UnIon with all

therefore It be not IndependenCe

& not dependenCe

but Copendence

one Is not weak to give

one is capable to give all

from the soUrCe of all

these(old) thought came some time ago circa XXV

Revolutions & Orbits in Thought

I am sorry that I came so late
In many some ways Indeed I am late
& thIs is your chosen take
But In some many other ways I am not late
For otherwIse It was not fatalIstIcally possIble

Ohh these are revolutIons & orbIts In my thoughts

written XX-VIII-X-XXV

My Noise is Great

i spend days on end
in and within thee silence
and yet still my noise is great

i spend nights on end
in and within thee silence
and yet still my noise is great

day or night
night or day
My noise is great

==As One of the Many as Many as the One==

Don't lose things anymore
As nothing is ever lost or gone
Only when we say it is, it is
& so i don't say it anymore

When this is a belief
Then all that is & was is
As all is contained
In time in space continuum

Things go away though
& at an interval of time
Things arrange & change
To reappear in new x,y,z of space

It's the same but changed
don't you get it...ray
E is not lost in mc squared
Though m & c are invariably variable, E is not

So where are you in all of this....ray
Yes indeed where am I
We the variables of the constant
Which is you witch is me

At times with speed you come & go
& @ times with speed you stay a while
In spaces with mass i rise & fall
& in spaces with mass i exist a while

Or are you mass & i light
What ever it be
We are proven
To be = a constant

Jurisprudence of science declares
Nothing is lost or gained
For once it has been observed
It is considered universal & invariable

And from these eyes to his heart
I did deeply observe
You my dear of dearest
As one of the many as many as the one

By finding a pencil that i had not found for a few days i scripted the above on 01/20/00/18/05/09, & whilst listening to film score of 'The Last Samurai".

Ladies in Charcoal




To Paula, to Deborah to Barbara & to Monica
you each asked me to take a look at you & so i did
But just before a day or so
i felt the need to attempt to draw to paint
I had canvas, i had paper, i had charcoal & i had paints
i had time, i had space, i had nothing else to
But i had no idea of ideas of the subject
then like joining two ends of a rope
Completed the circuit of loop
connecting the invites to the needs
Everything all of a sudden made sense
providence again had provided the high details
To the low concept that came as a need the day before

Monday, 11 October 2010

My Apple Tree

This is all that remains of the tree that once gave apples
That once we use to climb upon
That once all my children sung from

It was the only one in the garden to bear fruit
Then one callous day she came with a chain saw
Killed it to a stub

Saturday, 9 October 2010

Views From Nature





there is a language here
that i don't understand
there is a message here
that i don't see

that is why i keep looking
so one day i find the secret
join me those who are too
seekers in seeking