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Expressionism: distorting reality for an emotional effect
How far can you push it? I want to see works that cause a strong gut reaction. Something that would be hard to walk away from unchanged; something you think about for the rest of the day. Can you do it? It's probably the toughest challenge I've issued. Who will step up?
Take as long as you want on this one (but it still needs to be done this week). I also really want everyone to leave feedback on all the entries.
As always, anyone can jump in. Check out the club info for more details.
Submissions <--- Look at everyone's entries
Club Info <--- Read about the club
How far can you push it? I want to see works that cause a strong gut reaction. Something that would be hard to walk away from unchanged; something you think about for the rest of the day. Can you do it? It's probably the toughest challenge I've issued. Who will step up?
Take as long as you want on this one (but it still needs to be done this week). I also really want everyone to leave feedback on all the entries.
As always, anyone can jump in. Check out the club info for more details.
Submissions <--- Look at everyone's entries
Club Info <--- Read about the club
Burnt Norton
Love is itself unmoving,
Only the cause and end of movement
-T.S. Eliot, from the Four Quartets
very much worth the read
Job
There was a man in the land of Uz whose name was Job, and that man was blameless and upright, one who feared God and turned away from evil. There were born to him seven sons and three daughters. He possessed 7,000 sheep, 3,000 camels, 500 yoke of oxen, and 500 female donkeys, and very many servants, so that this man was the greatest of all the people of the east. His sons used to go and hold a feast in the house of each one on his day, and they would send and invite their three sisters to eat and drink with them. And when the days of the feast had run their course, Job would send and consecrate them, and he would rise early in the morning and
While daring greatly
"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly
Learning
Thinking back over the past 8 months or so, I realized how much my perspective on things has changed. I think painting has been a catalyst for a great deal of it. I am divorcing myself from the need of things. One thing in particular that I've found interesting is my self-consciousness. I've started trying to walk wherever I need to go if it's within a reasonable distance. It has allowed me to stop wherever I want to look at things or pick some berries or whatever. I've found myself thinking about what passers-by might be thinking. "Looks like he's up to no good" "I wonder where his car broke down" etc. It's amazing how brain-washed we are an
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