don quixote rides again

Painted in oils on canvas, 45 cm x 35 cm, over the course of a number of years. Can't remember exactly when. Possibly in the vicinity of 1995. Entitled "don quixote" for the purpose of the video but actually it's "untitled". The audio track, "plancktime" composed and performed by mm on acoustic guitar with a couple of midi instruments thrown in.

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Faycin A Croud said...

This one evoked some heavy emotions for me. First of all there is the Curious Yellow painting. Pardon me if this sounds cheesy, but my thought was sunshine captured within stained glass--all the colors of the day at its various times, and each moment comes and goes away forever, never to be recaptured. It was strengthened by the work with the blonde woman with the shadow over her face--my thought was, that is what my soul looks like.
I thought of the song "Albatross" by Judy Collins when I saw that image.
"Even now by the gate with your long hair flowing
And the colors of the day that lie along your arms
You must barter your life to make sure you are living
And the crowds that have come, you give them the colors and the wind and the dreams..."
Don Quixote is one of my heroes. Misunderstood, just trying to live a joyful life that is meaningful to him. I have always related to this.

masterymistery said...

Hi Faycin, thanks for your comments, which moved me greatly.

The reference to "Albatross" I think is very true to the spirit of the painting of the woman, which started as a portrait of my daughter Justine. Representational portraiture is not one of my skills, but I'm told the resemblance is there, probably more in the emotion of the painting than the actual lines and shapes and colours. Here's one of her poems dust to dust

Faycin A Croud said...

That is incredible work. For some reason I've at least temporarily lost the ability to write poetry, which saddens me. The "real world" sucks for the artistic soul. My schedule is a bastard and it dampens my creativity.

masterymistery said...

Faycin, at least "temporary" implies it won't last, and that you can and will write poetry again. And I hope to read it.

From what I know of your writing, is HAVE no doubt your creativity is too vibrant, too energetic to be suppressed for long --- it will out sooner or later. I have the luxury these days of having no job, no schedule. (Other than the one I'm engaged in right now). In my case luxury does not equal "money"!

Faycin A Croud said...

That's the trouble of it--when I have time, I'm not making any money, and when I'm making money I have no time! The age old dichotomy.

masterymistery said...

According to Jesus "the lilies of the field, they toil not" though you could argue photosynthesis is equivalent to toil, metaphorically.

OK so that's a bad example.

Food exists, is provided, courtesy of Gaia. It comes in various forms. You can pick it off trees. You can kill it then eat it. You can sow it then reap it.

Most* humans have everything we need to access food. We have hands to pick, kill, sow, reap. Legs to walk to the field and climb into a tractor. Feet to depress the accelerator pedal. Eyes to... Mind to... etc

The food is there, for the taking, and we have the means to take it, but

We've created a system in which people go hungry even though there is food, and even though they have the wherewithal to get it.

there's more than enough food to feed 6 to 50 billion humans for a little while yet.

But if you don't have money, or a way to get money, eg a job, you don't eat.

But maybe I'm just glamourizing the opposite.


*And for those of us who don't have hands, feet, etc well the people who do have everything they need to access enough food for themselves as well as for others. (but that's a whole other discussion)