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Naming Artwork

What do you do when you have an abundance of artwork and you want to name each piece. I haven’t done any research on the topic and I don’t really plan to, but I am curious as to whether out of all the artist out there, do they name each piece of art they produce.

For me, when I’m done with one, a name just pops into my head right away. Other times I may have a string of artwork that is in line as a category. In that scenario, I may start with letters or a phrase and add numbers at the end. I’m not sure if that is a logical approach but it surely simplifies the need for naming an abundance of works on the table.

As an example, I have some designs that are incorporated using isometrics. So I had the idea to use the first four letters of isometric.

ISOM 106h 1
ISOM 106i

I’m sure someone will look at these and a name could possibly come to mind and that’s fine and dandy, but when I was working on these on a daily basis ISOM was so easy.

Now the following piece, when finished did have a name come to me.

ABSTRACTIVIDO

Why that name? Abstract was the first thing that popped when I looked at it and then I thought, nah too obvious, it needs something else. Abstractivido, yes.

I have plans for more of this type of design and naming them will be an event all its own.

See What I see?

I hadn’t taken my morning walk in a few days and had a lot on my mind. One of them, what to do next for art. I wanted something quick and simple.

I have smoke stamps software and use them for many things other than just smoke. I see many different shapes in the stamps and this is what I came up with today.

Do you see what I see?

Plumes of smoke doth not fill the air

They lay, foretelling the vision

Of the mind’s eye

The subject and the artist

Subject and Artist

I Am My Worst Enemy

I have been wanting to post for a few days now and I have talked myself out of it several times. No, this won’t be a boo hoo, sad sob post, but an acknowledgement. One that I have known for as long as I can remember. It’s in the title of the post.

As an example.

On some of my morning walks, I walk past a construction site. Right around Thanksgiving, I’m walking and look up and noticed pumpkins on top of a hill. The type of hill that is formed at a lot of sites as they move soil in preparation for the work, or soil that is hauled in.

Now, for one of the things I’m really bad at, not capturing the moment, I smiled and kept walking and for several days since. But as December rolled in, something must have dropped on my head because I took a couple photos.

It seems different now than when I first spotted them up there and could be why I’ve talked myself out of writing the post. But what I find more intriguing is the fact that either these construction workers put them up there or someone else did and they are still there.

In the end, it’s really nothing but pumpkins on a hill at a construction site. But at the same time, it really is…something.

My current Project

My current project is due to noise I had been hearing from my front end while driving. After examination I narrowed it down to the outside tie-rod end on the driver’s side.

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After I finished I took for a spin and the noise is gone, it handles better and now I have to get a wheel alignment.

A expected project  done unexpectedly.

#whatruworkinon

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Dreams Broken

DreamsBroken

Until We Meet Again

UntilWeMeetAgain

My Signature

A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 4

Hello everyone and thank you for your interest in the series

A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 

This is number 4 in the series and another photograph by Daniel Plumer
What stands out for me in this photo?…the fire and ice look, each giving the other their due respect in opposites, creating a union of beauty.  


Two Beautiful


A fire travels above the cool quench below in sight

Consuming not to destroy, but to give wondrous light

The coolness below touched not by its red hot glare

Seems they two admonish, their beauty declared


Photograph by Daniel Plumer 

Poem by me


A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 1

I recently came across this photograph by way of my Google+ stream courtesy of Anissa Mayhew  who shares a lot of nice pictures on her stream from other members.

I don’t know what it was about this photo but I was impelled to write a poem about it. 

To give you a heads up, this is the first of more to come in a series I’m calling: A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry

I’m not sure where I will find them or how often I will see a poem in a photo, but when I do, it will be included in the series.

I will say that I have spent some time on Daniel Plumer’s Google+ page and I have four poems from some of his photographs. This is the first and I will post the rest in the order that I viewed and wrote the poem for each one. 
Reflection

What is, reflects of itself
Doubling of single, non-stealth
Rocky hard, branches sticking
Softly seen, yellow green lifting

I am who I am, am I?
Seen as such is, to eye
Same as is, unchanged two one
Crazy it is, when seen how it’s done


Photo by Daniel Plumer 

Poem by me

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