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A new dawn?

Sunset on the old me, am ready for a new dawning. Once upon a chime I wer just a artis-writa, now am heading fer new pasteurised.The eyes have it in this pic:

all eyes and yella skies

I am embarking into a busy period. Am about to participate in a course on ‘performance art’, http://ipabristol.co.uk/workshop-artists/  scarey! I won’t be blArting on here for a wee while so I shall see you on t’other side. I got a german tutor called Jurgen Fritz http://ipabristol.co.uk/performance-workshop/

and my art-tickle about my German gHosts should come out in JAB in the next couple of weeks.

http://www.journalofartistsbooks.org/about/

I congratulate the teams of Northern Ireland and Wales on finally reaching the final stages of a big tournament. For wales it’s been 58 years since the great John Charles led them to the world cup finals. At the 1958 finals NI got to the quarter final stage with the great Jim McIlroy in the team. Billy Bingham who was in Jim’s team was manager of one of the 80’s teams. Incredibly when I was born in 1950 I was named after my father’s favourite footballer Peter Doherty who managed Jim’s 1958 accomplishments. http://www.lancashiretelegraph.co.uk/news/11421055.Clarets_legend_Jimmy_McIlroy_gets_1958_World_Cup_cap/?ref=var_0

In the 1980s NI got to the quarter final again this time with another Burnley player leading the line, Billy Hamilton. http://www.belfasttelegraph.co.uk/sport/football/international/billy-hamilton-when-northern-ireland-hit-the-world-cup-big-time-30332824.html

I’ll see yuz on t’other side.

We are all spiralling energy.

ALL WE ARE IS SPIRALLING ENERGY

. Part 2

y a twerp

I find meditating rather difficult, at least, I find sitting still to meditate almost impossible even tho I have attempted it in many different scenarios since 1987 when I went into this meditation group in Cambridge and they all seemed to know what they were doing and I felt so unknowing.  I can’t sit in a lotus position any old how. I find sitting cross-legged a bit uncomfortable. I find sitting upright in a chair hard. So I rarely get to the state  of sitting on my ownee-o watching my breath etc.

I do my meditation when I am in Tai Chi. I only have to start the warm up exercises and I feel myself go into a different place. I start swinging my arms and lo & behold I see things in the room which have been there long time but I missed them, I ‘see’ things. My attention is heightened. S’funny. Meditation seems to creep up on me when it is unlikely. I do lay on a reclining chair and watch the leaves and grass blown about, the occasional bird, the breeze on the trees and wonder at the miracle of nature. Then I realise I am the luckiest energy alive in the Universe. Right Now. Now I Am. Right.This moment is my Nirvana. Every moment is nirvana. Heaven is realisation that the moment is All that there IS.

The moment before this is memory. The next moment is yet to come. It does not yet exist (to me). But it is Eternity. Eternity is Infinite. We meet in the here and now, this Eternity. Well come.

Carry on spinning with me whilst we can around on planet Earth around its axis around the sun around the Universe.

Life is like a pack of cards, life is like a box o chocolate and you need to suck it for all it’s worth. Life is bitter sweet so suck it like a juicy lemon. Sweet & sour, we wouldn’t be able to appreciate the one without t’other. Altho’ sweet may seem more attractive bitter sting adds the tang, like yin complements yang.

Sometimes it may seem so hard when things don’t appear to go to plan, learn to stick in there, be parient, keep up the good work and eventuallythe dividends will become evident.

In the 60s 70s and 80s 90s and noughties I wanted to be a artis of note. In the national & international picture book I seemed to make a mark about as noticeable as a drip from the fag end onto Jackson Pollock’s whirls and swhirls of colour (Max Ernst painted from the can first). Nevertheless later this month The Journal Of Artist’s Book (JAB) based at Colombia University in Chicago is publishing an art-ticle what I wrote abArt several German artists that have impacted on my own thinking and output. Watch this space.

Namaste