Tag: artist

Hi! It’s a weekday and I’m not posting at 07:30 UK time. I feel so naughty. Like I’m breaking some big, fat, juicy rule and there’s nothing you can do to stop me. Anyway, a few things: I’m now posting over at Download Squad. I almost want to say I’m a ‘tech journalist’, but I think that might be too big a title. Tech blogger? Opinionated tech harpy? Re-news master? Either way, I started there a few days ago, and…

[These 'thoughtful' posts are usually much more free-form and a-wandering than my other blog entries. You are more than welcome to jump in and finish a particular train of thought, or challenge something you think is false. This is as much about me getting my head around something as it is for you! You probably want to read yesterday's entry on 'Single-Player Immersion' before you read this.] We know that our imagination is powerful — it is as powerful or…

There’s a nasty problem that afflicts most artists. Some would say it isn’t a problem, some would say it’s merely ‘perfectionism’ or something, but the fact remains: artists tend to be very critical of their own work. I don’t necessarily mean that they HATE everything they produce, though some surely do. I mean that the artist judges his work very heavy-handedly. A painter might hate a portrait simply because they got an ear slightly wrong. A photographer might hate a…

Apparently artists need to be challenged. They need muses, they need inspiration. Without pushing boundaries an artist tends to wilt and wallow, churning out much of the same, day after day, year after year until… well, they die. Scant few become very, very famous, and the rest are forgotten. So to combat that particular murky mire of artistic dullness, to stir things up, Abi (a talented friend of mine that paints and makes pretty dresses) and Sebastian (photographer and part-time…

After yesterday’s deep and meaningful I had to change things up a bit and be artistic. Have to keep these things in balance lest your brain begins to ooze out of nose. As a result of being artistic, I give you Dancing Light, a series of images taken from an original photograph. You probably recognise it — it’s the photo of the Atlantic Ocean taken while I was at the G! Festival in July. Lights from the rock performance on…

I’ve never written poetry before. I just thought I ought to try. The photo underneath is unrelated, but I took it last night and thought it was pretty! – Evoke love and conjure desire, elicit tears and laughter inspire, craft dreams and banish doubt. It is from within the desolate plains of mundane that the artist’s seed and culture sprout. Bunsen and bellows both brazen and bold, Latent and chemical and forms untold, Exploited, excited, Molded, contorted, Bent to this…