In twilight's embrace, a figure roams, An ethereal presence, in the silent homes. The Ambient Somnambulist, a nocturnal sprite, Awakening in slumber, to wander through the night.
In moonlit realms, where shadows dance and play,
This mystic wanderer treads an unseen way.
Through hushed abodes and dreams so deep,
They tiptoe softly, where secrets often seep.
A ghostly silhouette, shrouded in veils,
Their footsteps whisper like elusive tales.
Unbound by time, they traverse each room,
Where night's embrace envelops like a tomb.
With half-closed eyes, they move with grace,
Exploring realms, both known and outer space.
They drift through realms of forgotten thought,
In twilight's depths, where the truth is sought.
Their presence stirs the dormant minds,
A muse for dreamers, the creative kind.
For in their wake, inspiration blooms,
As poets find solace in their moonlit rooms.
The Ambient Somnambulist, forever in flight,
Embracing the darkness, seeking inner light.
They carry the dreams of a slumbering world,
In whispers and echoes, their essence unfurled.
So let us marvel at their nocturnal quest,
For they are the messengers, divinely blessed.
Awakening dormant thoughts, they gently persist,
The Ambient Somnambulist, the dreamer's tryst.
In the tapestry of night, they find their way,
Guided by stars that adorn the astral fray.
The Ambient Somnambulist, a guardian of dreams,
In their ethereal dance, reality redeems.
So as the night unfolds its veiled design,
Embrace the wonder of this realm, so fine.
And know that in slumber's enchanting thrall,
The Ambient Somnambulist awaits your call.
Saturday 10 June 2023
Following on from the previous post about the book, Art is Magic by Jeremy Deller I just had to immortalise this quote from it in the form of a meme:
“the Range Rover being the internationally recognised mode of transport for arseholes” - Jeremy Deller
Please feel free to share it on the social medias.
Friday 9 June 2023
Last week it was my birthday and one of my presents was a book, Art Is Magic by Jeremy Deller. Jeremy is my favourite living artist. I first became aware of him about twelve years ago. I saw him interviewed on the telly, not knowing who he was, and I really liked what he was saying. His ideas about art and how he made art seemed very much in line with my thinking and the way I approached my art. It made me want to find out much more about his work. I’ve since visited quite a number of his exhibitions and enjoyed every one of them.
I don’t do reviews really, I’m pretty useless at it when I try. The trouble is I’m fairly illiterate but also it’s to do with the way I think. I think mostly in feelings and images, so I’ll let Jeremy’s words from the book speak instead:
It’s time to lose control
To some extent art is an experiment, where you introduce two elements together and then stand back and see what transpires, ‘this plus this equals, what?’. Often, I look to the public to improve the work by taking it in directions that I was not expecting. In public, you can lose control of the work… “
I really like this idea of art having a life of its own. Many people can’t really grasp this notion. Then there’s:
Don’t fuck with bats”
A real slogan for our times.
Art is magic. Art is fucking magic. Go out and get yourself a piece of the action. Everyone is a special kind of artist, and, remember kids, don’t fuck with bats!