Daily Keemo. 11.26. Bend And Sway As They Move Around Your Head

Bend And Sway As They Move Around Your Head
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The Story

My head has been in the cloud of HTML and PHP and CSS for the last few weeks while I straighten out the website and in between those acronymns there has been little time for art and color and words and thoughts that bend and sway as they move around your head. The language of acronymns cannot do that as the rules are strict and when you break them, they are indeed, broken. Well, the site is done or at least done enough to get back to the paints and the words and the color and the thoughts th that bend and sway while painting pictures of people who are like kings and kings who are like people.
…Enjoy!

Daily Keemo. 11.23. No. 2 in G Sharp Minor (the purple paint is still drying)

No. 2 in G Sharp Minor (the purple paint is still drying)
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The Story

The purple paint is still drying and the Austrian composer, Johann Hummel, is in the air and it is No 5. in F sharp and before that is was Tchaikovski and before that it was Chopin and before that the paper was white and there was nothing.

The purple paint is still drying and I am thinking about how I might answer questions for the upcoming interview that is supposed to be centered around the business of art or the current state of the art business or something like that and to be honest I think it is much easier to talk about all that stuff than it is to try and explain everything behind all the color and line and words and why it all comes together like it does.

The purple paint is still drying and I am alone in this room like I am every night at 2:00 AM and I catch myself staring at the wall in front of the desk and am thousands of miles away from the black chair I am sitting in and Hummel has been replaced by Alexander Scriabin (no. 2 in G sharp minor) and I slide off the chair and lay out on the wood floor and just listen with my eyes closed.

…Enjoy!

Daily Keemo. 11.23. Portrait Of The Devil In Blue

Portrait Of The Devil In Blue
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The next painting from the devil series. Simply titled, Portrait Of The Devil in Blue... Enjoy!

... Enjoy!

Daily Keemo. 11.17. In Our Hands We Hold More Than Our Own Existence

In Our Hands We Hold More Than Our Own Existence
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This is one of those paintings that I think doesn't need writing to go along with it.

Just two lovers and two lovers is enough.

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Daily Keemo. 11.13. The Actress In The Movie Collecting Dust

The Actress In The Movie Collecting Dust
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I have been watching a lot of old movies recently. Films from the 30's, 40's, 50's and I guess I'll even thrown those from the 60's in there as well. (well, at least the early 60's). When I watch these old films I have a completely different experience than watching, say, a film like Inception (or insert any modern blockbuster here). There is something more honest in the old films. I don't mean that they are any more truthful as much as it feels like there isn't as much distance between you and the actors. There are not layers of digital audio blown at you and even more layers of software that modified what you are looking at. For example, Dracula (1931) doesn't really have any soundtrack to speak of, which leads to long moments of silence. Anyway, I don't know what I am really driving at other than, I love the movies and I love the old movies and here is a small homage to the old movies. Now go and rent one and see what all the new movies are missing! ... Enjoy!

Daily Keemo. 11.6. All The Good Dead Composers

All The Good Dead Composers
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All the good
dead composers
could read this and
all the good
dead composers
could craft beauty
to this but
all the good
dead composers
don't have anything
on
the living

no matter
how good
their notes are
arranged
in history.

... Enjoy!

Daily Keemo. 11.3. And The Palette Is Ours

And The Palette Is Ours
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There are times when
our words are
our words and

there are times when
our thoughts are
our thoughts and

there are times when
the empty places
in days are
dotted with
colors and
the palette is
ours and

these are the times when
my questions
finally
have
answers.

... Enjoy!