Category: Art

Ice Frozen Cold raindrops fall snow clots into flakes clumps into ice hard as rock and so cold Sharp water cuts at my skin Does your heart bleed when the cold drips from its hardness as it condenses, becoming not large enough to contain any love for people different from you? Ice pellets from so many eyes and thoughts crystallize into hatred Are they even aware of it? –Robyn Elaine Serven –February 12, 2008

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Art Link Fool’s Gold Living on Lies Such small minds in fear they cower preferring deceit over truths which they cannot fully comprehend My God how their souls must be shrivelled stained by false bravado unmistakably obvious as they pollute our mutual reality –Robyn Elaine Serven –March 28, 2006

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Is the overly-competitive nature of our society a fellow traveler with greed?

Spark Short Circuit Sapient spark arc of life light and heat radiant energy signifying something So much potential so often diminished grounded through selfishness and greed –Robyn Elaine Serven –February 4, 2008

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Is there a Universe Day?  If not, why not?  Write a five-paragraph essay on the topic.

Art Link Star Dance The Flow of Life once upon a time stars burnt creating elements molecules this and that chemicals organized life began life began on this planet we are star stuff organized chemicals life began it has not ended yet from the stars we come into them we will eventually go –Robyn Elaine Serven –December 29, 2005

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Art Link Blue Mother Chapter 6 The Spirit of the Valley never dies. It is called the Mystic Female. The Door of the Mystic Female Is the root of Heaven and Earth. Continuously, continuously, It seems to remain. Draw upon it And it serves you with ease. –Tao te Ching (tr. Lin Yutan) Blue Mother Like you I hang my head You in sorrow Me in shame Blue Mother I weep with you for the damage done to the spirit of the valley –Robyn Elaine Serven –November 1, 2005

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Strings Semantic String Theory Letters are scrambled syllables sewn together words aligned into strings thoughts condense out of nothingness and are arranged into meaning Sometimes they vibrate with Truth –Robyn Elaine Serven –February 3, 2008

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Art Link Narrow Passage Pacifism All war does is spread more war Stopping the fighting by means of war someplace just encourages people to fight someplace else Except they have learned how to kill better –Robyn Elaine Serven –January 13, 2007

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Ok, maybe I’m late to the game.  A lot escapes me.  I admit that.

But a friend of a friend just sent me and invite to a facebook group called “Prevent the ‘Artistic’ Death of a Dog”..

RiaD is still recuperating from the Andromeda Strain, and doesn’t yet have the stamina to undertake the weighty responsibility of a full-fledged Evening Pony Party, so, since I’m a Trust Fund Guy

(trust that funds will come in eventually) and still have a lot of free time, I am once again filling-in for T.I.T.A.S.S.

We of the O.O.T.L.E. (Out of Touch Liberal Elite) that control the Left Wing, often look to the Arts to sooth our troubled souls. Sometimes by setting up

a Foundation  or a Fellowship.  Sometimes by starting a a museum, or prize, or school, named for us.  Here we tend to focus on writing and computer graphics, so lets take some time to consider some others.  

Currently however, funding is pretty tight, so instead of money, we offer an alternative form of support.   Once the Democrats control The White House, we are certain that a new era of peace and prosperity will ensue.  In the meantime, we encourage the everday working class to take some time out in between your three part-time jobs and delve into the world of the Arts so that you’ll have some skills, and maybe some projects finished, by the time we’re donating money again.  

There are many resources availabe for such endeavors, but we choose You Tube, well, because embedding videos is easy, and it’s FREE.  

From Oregon PBS – drawing

Enjoy learning!  

But DO NOT recommend this.  Instead , go to the Front Page for some inspiration.

The rest of the videos will be of reduced size, but remember that if you double-click they will open in a new window and you can begin your new career as a starving artist.

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Film at 11 Froth Deep down below past even the words are ideas and concepts normally unthought except by the weird unkempt minds of those who dare to be different Whipped creaminess of dangerous notions, syllables expressed too rarely and more seldom heard, whizzes by faster than can normally be sensed Grabbing on to a possibility I was taken downward further than imagination could conceive There is truth here There is more wherever I look And who wanted to be normal anyway –Robyn Elaine Serven –December 28, 2007

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Muse in the Morning

The muses are ancient.  The inspirations for our stories were said to be born from them.  Muses of song and dance, or poetry and prose, of comedy and tragedy, of the inward and the outward.  In one version they are Calliope, Euterpe and Terpsichore, Erato and Clio, Thalia and Melpomene, Polyhymnia and Urania.

It has also been traditional to name a tenth muse.  Plato declared Sappho to be the tenth muse, the muse of women poets.  Others have been suggested throughout the centuries.  I don’t have a name for one, but I do think there should be a muse for the graphical arts.  And maybe there should be many more.

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Art Link Obstacles Friends Along the Way I started out on this  road all alone    Fear and Pain       my only companions          I wondered if            I would lose myself              The road seemed dark                and fraught with peril                  ’til I found I had                    Friends along the way                        As the road wound                          through hard terrain                            I sometimes doubted                              my ability to go on                                But I fought back                                  the Fear                                    and worked through                                      the Pain                                        with the help of my                                          Friends along the way                                            As time passed by                                          the road ascended                                      Obstacles less frequent                                   but harder to pass                                And at times                              I needed the                            places of refuge                          respite and care                        offered to me by                      Friends along the way                  I’ve come to the crest                of the mountain              I’ve climbed            As I look down below          I see all of the        barriers crossed      the challenges I met    and the lessons I learned  I will never forget those Friends along the way  What lies over    the top of the road      There is no        way of knowing          But deep in my heart            From the depths              of my soul                I know that I’ll have                  The company of my                    Friends from along the way –Robyn Elaine Serven –July, 1994

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