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art alive

...For there is in all things that bow and flicker, where the sun does linger (and bows its thoughts,) the heaviness and weight of the human heart, and the flight of sparrows that do spring from it, anon into dreams, where the journey of souls dreams.

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Mr pots gets his hand stuck up a pipe!

These were strange times even for strange folk...
  But for Mr Pots it was just another ordinary day.

  Inside the local shop, where the old rabbit worked, there were lots of useful and unuseful things to buy and borrow - including badger glue, wheels for toys cars, cushions for mice, stuff fish and glass eyes.

  When mr Pots entered the shop the rabbit greeted him with joy im his voice a mighty spring in his step.

  'Why bless my whiskers and the hair on my toes!  If it isn't my old boy Mr Pots!'

  Mr Pot's said hello and then adjusted his jacket.  'Now listen to me rabbit,' he said.  'I don't suppose you still sell any of those empty matchstick boxes?  I need one to balance on my head.  It helps me to stand straight.'

  'I am sorry dear Mr Pots,' said Rabbit.  'We sold the last matchstick box to Mr Peacock.  He said he needed it to fill his pockets.  Puffy pockets make one look wealthy, he said.  And it is important to look wealthy when you are a peacock, it means that if you are going to get robbed you will be done by the right people.'

  'How can you be robbed by the right people?' said Mr Pots.  

  Being robbed sounded like an all round bad business and it didn't make sense to him that any good could come of it.

  'Well some robbers are only interested in the art of selling people - and Mr Peacock is hoping to get a free trip to Angola, where a few of his relatives live.  It's that time of year, you know, getting up to Christmas, and travelling is expensive.'

  'O I see,' said Mr Pots.  'Okay then.  So you don't have any empty matchstick boxes.  Okay.  Well that's me bubbled for the evening!  HOw will I ever be able to walk straight this evening?  I said I was meeting up with my old friend Mr Frog.  We like to take a good pony and trap together on a Friday evening.  Get's the blood moving, you know?  That's what he says, my good friend Frog, a good pony and trap a day makes you work rest and doodle nursery rhymes on paper.  But ah well.  Let me think a bit.  DO you, mehap, sell any empty salt and pepper jars?  I like to make use of empty jars.  I wear them on my feet when I at home.  They help keep the air fresh around my feet and work far better than slippers and socks.  That's old school that is, slippers and socks!'

  'Kippers and locks more like!' said rabbit.  'I both hear and understand you, Mr Pots!  I too like to wear jars on my feet, and sometimes I put them on my ears, and if I am in a really good mood I stick one on my head.  I love wearing jars.  They will be a new fashion one day when all and sundry will go round wearing jars.  I can't wait.'

  'Neither can I,' said Mr Pots.  'It will be a good day when men wear jars on their heads!  Helps keeps the balance, you see, and balance is important when you are taking a pony and trap with a friend.'

  'I hear you again,' rabbot replied, then he leaned on his desk, totally forgetting how wonky the thing was, and fell on his face.

  Rabbit got up, dusted himself down and said, 'We are out of jars I am afraid Mr Pots.  Sold the last one to Mr Elephant, who likes to rest his trunk in one.  Bless him.'

  'What a darn shame,' said Mr Pots.  'No match stick boxes no jars!  What do you sell here in this wretched shop?'

  'Badger glue and strips of wood.  Not much for you, but there is a matter you could help me with mr Pots if you were willing.'

  'O aye?' Mr Pots replied.

  He was always willing to help a friend in need.

  'There's a old drain pipe in the back room.  I think there is something stuck up it, and blocking the water.  If you could check for me that would be great.  I can't give you any money but I can give you a second hand tea bag.'

  'Sounds good to me,' said mr Pots.

  So Mr Pots walked into the back room and had a look about.  He found the pipe rabbit was talking about, and he didn't even have to turn the light on!

  He then knocked the pipe open in between the joints and stuck his hand right up inside.  

  'O I think there is something there,' he said, after feeling about for a bit.  'But bless me my hand is stuck!  I can't get the thing out!'

  'O dear,' said rabbit.  'I don't suppose you can take it off - your hand I mean.'

  'Afraid not old chap,' Mr Pots replied.

  'Well this is a trouble,' said the rabbit.  'I know!  I will make us some tea and afterwards we will think about what to do with your dratted hand!'

  'Now that's a plan,' said Mr Pots.

  So rabbit returned with some tea, and he helped Mr Pots to drink it my teaping the cup down his spout.

  After their refreshment they decided it was time to think about what they were going to do about Mr Pots hand...

  'Hang on a minute,' said Mr Pots.  'I think I can pull it out now!  I think that cup of tea did the trick!  It helped warm the old pipe up!'

  'Ah well you see I always knew I was good for something,' said the rabbit.

  'I think I can feel something as well,' said mr Pots.  'Hang on there!  I am going to try and pull it out.'

  Pots pulled and pulled, and finally, after much work, pulled out a great big fat old cow!

  'Ah that's my old friend Daisy Moonmilker,' said rabbit.  'I wondered where she got too.  Bless me soul!  She been blocking up the pipes all this time!'

  It would of been a time for celebration, only after the fat cow popped the whole shop became flooded with nine days of rain water!

  The rabbit was scratching his head when Mr Pot's said, 'Blimey I'm wet up to my waistcoat!'

  The cow moed and said, 'I don't suppose anyones got a boat?'

  A boat hey?  Now, thought the rabbit, what a fine thing that would be to sell the next time he opened his shop.  He made a promise to himself that next year he was going to buy one!  

THE END

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Drawing to save the world!

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Time-lapse drawing with the pen & me : PART 5

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Time-lapse drawing with the pen & me : PART 4

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Time-lapse drawing with the pen & me !

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Sad Face

 

A sad face looks out mournfully over the world.

Whatever happened in its life?

What secrets, good and bad, does it hide.

Why does it weep?

Will anyone ever now the sorrow anything about the sorrow that lives in its face?

Maybe...

Maybe not.

But we shall sit back and think while the sad face cries tears of rain down from the skies and over our world.

Think of the face - for no one else ever will.

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The Conquest of Wonderland !!

 

No description needed.

The title says it all!

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Nighttime (New Drawing)

 

It is nighttime.

The world closes troo.

Will the curtains in the sky open again - 

We can only hope.

But in the void silent, invisible shapes collide - and in them, the ancient battle unwinds, as the destiny of the universe unravels...

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I have been drawing part 3: Strange fantasy creatures...

A series of strange mysterious creatures plucked out of the depths of another dimension outside our own...

 Look at the picture above.  Mysterious adventurers investigate a strange sleeping animal-beast.  What is this strange animal?  Is it benevolent?  Or is it dangerous?  For now it seems that it is very sleepy.  Maybe it will never wake up.  Maybe it will sleep with time - forever with the flow of eternal imagination.

On the edge of time and thought this strange creature floats in a vortex of madness.  We will never truly know what this creature  is.  Maybe it is for the best that we don't know!

Chaos broods on the edge of time - in this vortex madness and reality merge into a single entity - and new life forms out of the shadows, while ancient entities of old disappear into memory.

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I have been drawing PART 2: Fantasy Scenes

 I am going to archive my latest drawings here.

I am also going to make a video of me drawing a random scene - the scene will not be planned, we will just see where my hand and mind takes me.

Here we have a drawing of a wild scene - another planet?  Another dimension?  Who knows???

An adventure in dreams...  Or a Nightmare??

These are just some experiments.  

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I have been drawing - drawing 1: Weird fantasy beings

These days I have been drawing, and my writing has taken a backspace, for a bit anyway.

I have not given up with the writing - It's just my passion is for drawing right now.

I am going to archive all my drawings here on this blog eventually.

My drawings are never planned.  I wait for evening, I work better in the evening, and then I just draw whatever - a stream of consciousness flows out of me onto the paper.

The drawing above has no meaning - it is what it is.

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Make ME a tune sonny ! 🎼🎹🥁🎷🎸🎼

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Mr Pots returns! - How can I serve yea??

 My uncle was making his way over to the shop for a pint of milk when he saw a man rolling down the road.
  'Are you alright?' he asked the rolling man.
  The man stopped rolling, stood up, and shook my uncle by the hand, 'I am perfect thank you,' said the man.  'How are you?'

  It was then that my uncle realised that the man had a teapot for a head!

  'I am perfect as well,' my uncle replied.

  'Then we are all perfect it seems,' said the man with a teapot head.  

  He finally introduced himself as Mr Pots.

  'Good to meet you Mr Pots,' said my uncle, politely.

  'I would say the same but I can't,' Mr Pots replied.  'You see I can't agree with you because we are both perfect.  You said so yourself.  We need to mess things up a bit and maybe after that the world will make sense again.'

  'I was only joking,' my uncle replied.  'It's just you said you were perfect and I thought I would agree.  It was just a joke.  My life is anything but perfect.  My life is actually a mess.'

  'So you lied?'

  'No.  I was just joking.'

  'Well I a not joking,' said Mr Pots.  'I will not forget what you have done here this day!  You have deceived me!'

  'Now wait a minute!' said my uncle.  'I was just being polite!'

  'And I was being honest,' Mr Pots replied.  'That makes us two VERY different mortals.  I shall return.  And when I do you shall feel great shame for embarrassing me!'

  'Now wait a minute!' said my uncle, but before he could finish Mr Pots was rolling down the road again.

  My uncle shook his head and made his way to the shop.

  'I need some milk,' he said to the shopkeeper.

  The shopkeeper was about to fetch some milk when the lights in the shop suddenly and for seemingly no reason went out.

  My uncle was plunged into darkness!

  Then a few minutes later the lights turned back on.

  Now Mr Pots was standing behind the counter where the shop keeper was.

  'What's on your mind?' said Mr Pots.

  'I just wanted some milk,' said my uncle.

  'Sure.  You want some milk.  But you must of been thinking about something before you wanted some milk.  I. mean.  Everyone has something on there mind.'

  'Well yes.  But that is private.'

  'So share it with me.  Then it doesn't have to be private anymore.'

  'I can't do that not now!'

  'Why not?  Now is the best time!  You have a willing ear.  Let it all out my son.  Give me your secrets!'

  'Well if you must know...'

  'NOT INTERESTED!' Mr Pot snapped.  And he shut my uncle down there and then.  

  My uncle was confused.

  'I don't want you to ever speak to me again,' said Mr Pots.  'See now what it is like to be betrayed?'

  'But I never betrayed you.'

  'Not in YOUR opinion.  But in mine you upset me deeply.  I will go as far as to say you broke my soul!'

  'Now that is going a bit to far.'

  'Who says so?  You?  Or your victims!'

  'I've got no victims!'

  'What about me?' said Mr Pots.  'You upset me earlier this day and thought nothing about it.'

  'Now come on!'

  'I will not,' said Mr Pots.  'But there is one thing I will do.'

  Mr Pots got a teacup and from his snout poured a rich cup of tea!

  'See how friendly I am?' he said.  'You were rude to me yet I poured you a tea!'

  'Thank you,' said my uncle.

  'O yes and here is the milk,' said Mr Pots.  And he grabbed a bottle of milk from the shelf and poured it all over the tea and all over the counter too.  

  Gosh!  

  My uncle was shocked.

  'I will need change for both the milk and the tea!' said Mr Pots.

  ''But...' my uncle stammered.  'I still need milk...'

  'What?  More milk?  Have I NOT poured you enough already!  What a waste!'

  'O forget it,' said my uncle, and he left the shop and walked home.

  Mr Pots, however, drank the tea, and the milk, and rolled away.

  

THE END  

... or is it ?????
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