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illuminated mask mandala

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, painting, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on 2017/05/18 by greenteadoodles
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illuminating mask mandala

Well, this rendering was a bit experimental but in the end I think it worked. For one thing, usually I pick a point outside of the circle as the light source but this time, the light radiates from the centre. It gives the whole a sort of camp-fire-lit feeling which I like a lot. At the same time, it is pretty strange and eerie!

Tom caught the feeling and brought a deep poetic truth to it. Here is his amazing poem for this mandala.

We are your faces, lit by firelight
    Finely tuned to captivate emotion
    Gazing inward, turning back to night
    Circling the flame's eternal motion
 We are your faces, waiting for a time
    When you will wear us out in light of day
    Speaking through us, trying to be kind
    Or angry, sad, bemused... some other way
 We are your faces, we know who you are
    When you take us off as darkness falls
    Above the lighted circle distant stars
    Wheel across the sky at curfew's call.
 We are your faces, masking you from pain
 We are your faces, speaking in your name

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 Tom Radcliffe

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expressive mask mandala…

Posted in art, drawing, mandala, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on 2017/05/05 by greenteadoodles
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expressive mask mandala

Well, this has to be one of the stranger mandalas I have done so far! It started with an idea about six faces integrated and separated by the Celtic knots. The last thing to be added were the six small faces. I am not sure what they represent – one’s conscience? ancestors? descendants? imps? There may be no single meaning to the various faces and expressions so the viewer can overlay their own meaning.

Here’s Tom’s poetic take on it which took a darker, allegorical turn.

Subtleties of secular expression
each in opposition to the other
balancing the soul’s intense progression
’round the stations of my truest lover:
steady, saddened, joyous, shocked, concerned.
contemplative of her soul’s possession
of a body ruffed by wreathen ferns
wondering at time’s unchecked succession.
Anger fading to annoyance then
acceptance, understanding, contemplation,
wryly knowing all that one may ken
of the centre’s subtle conflagration.
The mystery of mysteries remains
Yet still we stand, defending life’s domain.

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 Tom Radcliffe

today’s doodles – two versions of a portrait

Posted in art, drawing with tags , , , , , , on 2015/10/05 by greenteadoodles
first try - "too realistic"

first try – “too realistic”

Well my friend Tom (who regularly posts poems on my blog) commissioned a portrait in the style of the crows in the previous post. If I haven’t posted for a while, it’s because it’s taken a while to sort out how I might do that. I have never done even a traditional portrait before so this was quite a challenge! The first try above was not as much in the style as Tom was looking for. I was pleased that it actually had a reasonable likeness but then got back to work!

that's more like it!

that’s more like it!

This version is pretty quirky and I think it captures some of the inner Tom. He seems to like it too!
The poem below was part of the original inspiration for the portrait.

Identity

I am made of rusty steel
and old sun-hardened leather;
flagellating ligaments
of gut and binder twine.
Behold the man:
an awkward compilation
of inadequate exigencies
unversed in protocol.
Analogue approximations
rule my sovereign deviations
while digital domains complete
halting victory’s defeat.
An adequate attempt at love
is all that I desire;
rough and ready, that’s enough,
a poet’s burning lyre.

images (cc) 2015 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) Tom Radcliffe

today’s doodle… girl’s profile

Posted in art, computer art with tags , , , , , , , , , on 2014/04/13 by greenteadoodles
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profile

A quick doodle today that I started a few days ago… playing with texture and colour.

Busy times – not sure when I will get back to a regular schedule.

UPDATE: new poem (possibly silly) from Tom.

Upon a time a boy of wood
became true flesh and bone,
so mayn’t then a girl of glass
turn from hard-as-stone
to supple, fluid, graceful life
with just a hint of truth
of her glassy origins
touching skin so smooth?

poem (c) 2014 TJ Radcliffe

image (cc) 2014 Hilary Farmer

today’s doodle… red suit guy

Posted in computer art with tags , , , on 2014/03/14 by greenteadoodles
random guy...

random guy…

Sometimes when I doodle, I start with an idea and sometimes things just evolve without seeming to have any starting point… this doodle is one of the latter type. I have no idea where this guy came from! ..but I thought he was fun enough to post.

UPDATE:

New haiku from Tom… with his own take on the image!

M’lady’s hat sits
awkwardly on my head as
she climbs winter trees.

image (cc) 2014 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) TJ Radcliffe

 

today’s doodle… girl and shadow

Posted in computer art, poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on 2013/09/20 by greenteadoodles
watery shadow

watery shadow

A glimpse of someone sitting in the sun with subtle shadows moving across her face inspired  this doodle. This is not a portrait but an attempt to capture a feeling.

UPDATE: New poem from Tom! very ssssexy – thanks!

Sultry sadness, sliding slowly
Sunlit shadows, softer sighs
Sombre sexy siren sizzles
Seducing sober singles, shy.

image (cc) 2013 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2013 Tom Radcliffe

Face doodle 3…

Posted in art, computer art, haiku with tags , , , , , , , on 2013/06/06 by greenteadoodles
Girl in a blue sweater

Girl in a blue sweater

One more quick doodle that was done on the long weekend in May. I must start doing some new drawings soon… and I will have more time to do that not long from now. I’m looking forward to it!

UPDATE: New haiku from Tom! Thanks!!

dull thud of voices
small talk murders consciousness
while witnesses sleep

haiku (c) 2013 TJ Radcliffe

Image (cc) 2013 Hilary Farmer