Old digital doodles

I do love digital doodling. I wont go into detail about these but just enjoy the simplicity or again the complexity of creating them. I can’t explain how I know something is finished. It just feels right. It  somehow ticks the boxes in my brain.

I wonder how ancient cave painters felt? What made them create marks on a cave wall… was it just to explain pictorially where the best game could be found , or was there more to it than that. .. Can we infer any spirutual or philosophical meaning to mark making? I know it gives me a feeling of satisfaction when I create something I love, but also the anti climax when I realise that other  people who look at my art don’t “get” that feeling that I do.

so why do it, why spend time when I might not sell a painting? Because I have to! I feel compelled to create. I guess there must be many more people out there that feel the same way. To those people I would say, keep doing it, keep going. Above all enjoy your art .

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Orange

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Orange is sharp, orange is zesty,                                                         bright like the sun, full of sweetness.

Orange is clay, terracotta, rusty.                                                         Iron oxidized, turned into ochre.

Orange is fire, hot lava pouring,                                                         burning with heat, spitting out rocks.

Orange a mixture of red and of yellow,                                            painting the sky in a deep sunset glow.

Orange is warmth and spice in food,                                                 saffron in rice, turmeric too.

Let Orange be free, paint with it, see –

It’s colour reminds me to be happy…

Green

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Green is the colour of air and growth, oxygen and life.

Without Green we have no breath. Our lungs are starved of 21 percent.

Photosynthesis brings life, gas, food, and clean water. Blue needs Green to make turquoise pools and seas.

The leaves of trees that clean pollution, algae that feed the oceans. Green is life, on hills and valleys, boughs that leap up to the sky.

Green if lost is death to Earth. Green men, green women, green children, without green we are gone. Without it we cannot exist. Hold green tight and keep it safe. or desert will replace us all.

I think this is a bit jumbled up. I dont know whether to use blank verse. I am a bit out if my depth but I want to try. X

Red

Red is bold!

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Red blood, red heart

Red lips, red nose,

Red wine, red hat,

Red berries, red shoes…

 

I saw you smile, your mouth so neat,

Red cherries dripped their liquor sweet.

 

Red is the colour of anger and heat,

Red hot poker, flower, meat.

 

Red is gaudy, little red hood,

Red for strawberries, red for bud.

Red for roses, red says stop,

Red for danger, red for what?

 

I dont know what else to write,  I can think of names for red, like carmine and crimson, vermilion and scarlet, close to red are mauve and magenta. I found it difficult to write something that makes much sense I’m afraid. But at least I tried. ..

Yellow

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I think I might do some poems about colours…..

Yellow

Banana,

Gold,

Lemon,

Custard,

Nice things are made of this….

But..

Pus

Bile

Lava

Can be nasty too!

Yellowish green, orangey yellow, pale, dark, umber, sand….

Sunshine, egg yolk, khaki, cadmium, sulphur, icecream

And vanilla…

Yellow lights up our life, heat in the desert, fire in dream.

Never shadowed

Adorned, arisen , shone.

I love colours!

But then you probably guessed that….

My favourite colour as a child was red, not pink….but hot , bright red. Some people say red is orange when it is bright, but I disagree.

I’m lucky to have full colour vision (even if it is a bit blurry) my other senses might not be so good but I love the bright cerulean blue of the sky. I love emerald green..Orange oranges, the brown, purple, greens of tree trunks…

Where would I be without the varied colours of the sea. Grey’s, blues, aquatic turquoise, even muddy orange when there has been a storm that drags soil or sand out into the water.

Yellows that make my heart sing. When I first moved into my own home I remember painting a room bright yellow. Like walking into pure sunlight.

Black and deep purple give contrast to stark white. But white and black can be warm or cold, just add a bit of red or blue to change the hue…

I love metallics too. I put them into my paintings to add interest…

So ask me what colour I hate? Not one, none, zero….  x

Eye dont know!

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Playing with apps,                                                                                  dreaming in naps,                                                                                   I see your eyes…                                                                                                                                  ,,                       what a surprise!

I see your lips                                                                                          like pomegranate pips……..

I see your nose                                                                                                                                      ,,                   the beauty it shows!

I see a face, hidden in lace                                                                   historical place,                                                                                                                                  ,,                   wonderful Grace.

 

Just playing with rhyme,                                                                       enjoying this time .