Out of the Gutter Art
Outrageous Bipolar Expressions
Category: art
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‘Progress, not perfection.’ Who said that? I hate you, whoever you are. Because I…WANT…PERFECTION! The Earth keeps spinning on it’s Axis, and my mind keeps spinning like a mouse wheel. A recent medical issue charges my thoughts with negative ions, even with semi-positive news reports… Nothing to see here, folks. Let’s keep moving… Relevance…that’s the…
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I eat a lot of my art. Great flow, free strokes, endless imagination…stuffed in my spare bedroom. “What spare bedroom?” You have a right to ask, especially when the door is always shut, the cat box takes center stage, there is no sign of any bed and the entire perimiter is taken up with painted…
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Stuck in the Barnyard “OLD McDONALD HAD A COMMISSION…Oh no, Oh no, Oh no……” So, I had a “Patron”, and I am envisioning a relationship similar to Michaelangelo had with The Pope.. Endless coffers, freedom of expression in my own magnificent style, expensive dining and and more and more projects to work on. What a…
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Originally posted on Out of the Gutter Art: Running full tilt thru each day leaves no time for reckoning no time to breathe or seek relief till exhaustion stops the flight feeling can be too intense too mundane-much to real icky sticky hugs and kisses that Hurt too much to feel . ” Renata’s Path”…
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My Dad had many facets. If I only saw the ones that shined like diamonds…is that so wrong? I spent my tiny days laughing in his orbit, his aura was warm. I remember sun like the God Apollo , All eyes gazing on him, adoringly. Including my eyes. He already was ignoring Mom when I…
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Does it matter to an art collector what the artist was experiencing in her mind at the moment a work was conceived? Or is the final product just that: A product. I have watched a Documentary about Francis Bacon’s desire to be recognized as a “real” artist, and it explained that he was very downcast…
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“He bandaged my broken hands that had beaten down my own hopes…”
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“…I was a rebel…not knowing thousands of feet had gone down that same road days…months…centuries before…”
Out of the Gutter Art 
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