Wednesday, 15 July 2026
Friday, 12 June 2026
I Am Pleased That Spelling Standards Have Been Maintained
Tuesday, 26 May 2026
Picture Of The Day - The Grey Headed Flying Fox Bat
Sunday, 3 May 2026
Tuesday, 24 March 2026
Saturday, 7 March 2026
Tuesday, 3 March 2026
Full Moon
Monday, 5 January 2026
Monday, 16 June 2025
Over-Candid Camera
Saturday, 24 May 2025
Wednesday, 8 January 2025
Tuesday, 24 December 2024
My Fourth Christmas Card Of 2024
Wednesday, 18 December 2024
My Third Christmas Card of 2024
Sunday, 15 December 2024
My Second Christmas Card of 2024
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'Point in the Bow' as painted in 1927 by Wassily Kandinsky.
With the rise of Nazism Russian painter Vassily Kandinsky (1866-1944) and his wife Nina Fled Germany. In January 1934 they moved to Neuilly-sur-Seine in a new building indicated to them by Marcel Duchamp. In exile the painter took full part in the artistic activity of the French capital. Abstract artists welcomed him less than surrealist poets and artists did. He found common cause with Miró, Arp, Breton and Max Ernst, he met his compatriot Marc Chagall, the Romanian Brancusi, Alberto Magnelli, Fernand Léger and Piet Mondrian too. But ultimately, it was his surrealist friends, in particular Miró and Arp, who most influenced his pictorial development in Paris where he integrated his biomorphic forms into his pictorial vocabulary, to go as far as he could beyond geometric abstraction. |
Saturday, 14 December 2024
A Quiet Blog About Modern Noise
Friday, 22 November 2024
Sunday, 26 May 2024
Sunday, 19 May 2024
Time And Experience
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| Because what is at work when we ask for expertise where the skills and competence take 10,000 hours to learn and we don't want to/can't pay for that help, and we know that we need their skills - we will quench the training we have gained from that will bring the expertise and experience to the near future. After us. |
Sunday, 21 April 2024
A Life Tested For Shrinkage
Will always fall short. Will find both life and shrinkage. And the less serious and less thoughtful the shrinkage, the bigger that shrinkage is. There even laughter seems cheap and diminished, a hollow noise where once life seemed fuller. But when you are the butt of the joke enjoy it. You are still making somebody laugh somewhere, there is always a rich life beyond ourselves, and it will often be richer than we think it is, give others what they need and don't worry about your own shrinkage. It happens to everyone.



















