Now you see it!

Now you see it.
And here we are again: about trying to write a review, not sure yet I'm going to bother with the Oxford Times... also I don't feel 100% honest now because I HAVE JUST BOUGHT MY FIRST ART PIECE... very excited about that!

Let's speak about other stuff seen tonight then... the most striking really is Julie Monaco's work called well I'm not sure how it's called actually but it is made completely from a computer: no acrylic painting, no pictures re-worked on photoshop, no: completely from the machine. Julie even went all the way to some LA image studio to learn the craft... It is like a bit of a plane that comes crashing into a stormy electronic sea or a compacted and slightly pxssxd off Japanese letter jumping out of a dark page... fascinating. Dark though, very dark, very un-human (et pour cause...) so for a bit of comfort, you can rest your eyes for a moment on Barbara Petzold's Snowberry Bride: tender touch of paint on canvas, pink colours, but it is not my favourite one of her work, I do admit I very much liked the quasi-comical and almost naive in their style, of smaller painting of people running after their dogs, or the rather melancolic green paintings, I know I know it says that the woman is in a forest, but she could well be sleeping under water, like a lorelei.

Nina Fandler's Shark Tank ... well what can I say? I wasn't too keen but many kids were... and perhaps yes, I would have loved to see her earlier works about planes, people waiting in airports...

Once again, a great exhibition organised by Gaby (no I assure you, she's not giving me money to write all this!), I very much wish I had been at the opening in the Chapel !

I am

on twitter now, well apparently, not sure really. I have written a twitter-poem... 140 signs... a tricky thing... the more rules we have, the better it is... no?

This first twitter poem

best in LA to walk tall even if small but if the gun have woken up best not to walk at all... rip you from the gang, lying under the am sun

was influenced by Gina Loring

Rose in the morning

Seen in the north of Germany, one fine July morning

Blau Weiss Rot

Sommer im Sierksdorf immer:
die Welt in den Augen der Freunde
die so licht ist
und tanzt wie Mädchen im Wald
(A. liesst Friedrich...)
und die Fahne Schleswig-Holsteins liegt,
ohne Lüge, wie ein Frankreich am Strand