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Sunday, Sketch, Stitch, Sweep and Shake

Optivion - Painting

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Optivion - Ghostly Motivation

Optivion - Sunlight

OPTIVION - Gothic Art

Optivion - Colors

Optivion - Colors Yahoo

Optivion- Beard artist

Poem for Sunday Shake
I had painted in October, inside the tune of the day
Was lured by autumn’s crisp ink
Central to the song you came, internal colors
Titian, untitled and cool.
Shake it off, shake it off.
Optivion - The Autumn Tree
~Fools are poets with invisible wings and colorful brushes.
Optivion - The Artist Believes

~GrOoOovy.

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Audrey Archangel

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Audrey came from the clouds:
She played on the golden
She did not know I slept
She kept vanilla pockets!
And smiled through breakfast.

From her hand a sword:
From the print a star
From the dark a wink
That light, that magic!
She left for the holiday.

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Mellow Draft

Ocean Alex

If you do not find the mellow in the word happy, in the so called present, you might never find it.

Ocean Bridge

Look for a bridge and cross it!

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When you have to stand against the wind, stand tall, but always bend from the force of a typhoon.

Art OptivioN

Dreams are color lightning, ripened glass and solar storms you should always write down or sketch.

Ocean Books

“Books are friends for a sandy foxtrot.”

(Réplique sous la direction de Optivion)

 circa 1914 or 2014?

Muahaha!

The Southern Gothic

OptivioN -The Southern Gothic

(Original watercolor and  ink commission)

The Southern Gothic
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Beyond the dead we will take a walk:
Fondly remembering the remains cut from stone.
The rebels authentic, bright sweeping falls!!
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Beyond the gates we will take a rest:
Once the roses dry, antiquated thorns drew blood.
The rain murmuring, white sunny memories!!
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Beyond the steps we will brake a lock:
Fiercely calling the chants from bones .
The uniforms youthful, stained magic rises!!
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Sparks Shifting.

Optivion - I believe she is an android from Japan

~She is an android with a backpack full of friends.
(ふふっ!!その子、人間じゃないの。ロボットなのよ!)
Ella es como un robot!

Optivion - Stars

Music creates stars inside the spaces.

Optivion - In the cosmic shed

Cosmic Session.

Optivion - Halloween in Christmas Land

Halloween inside Christmas.
(That’s exactly what I mean!)

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A Tree of Life

Tree of life

A luminous twisted wood
Chorus pulp of the ancient
In any age experienced-
Rings run endless spirals.

A timber floats above
Cloaked Chapter of the seasons
In any being wiser-
Ruling living scripts modestly.

A structure bound divine
Calling branches of the green
In any sense stronger-
Roaring breath feeds you.

A perennial code whispers
Circumjacent pull of the vein
In any task elegant-
Remnant rush silently regenerates.

The Superman

The origin of Superman translates that he was born Kal-El on the forgotten planet of Krypton. Apocalyptic warnings and events pushed the launch of his small spaceship to Earth by his scientist parents before the planet’s forthcoming destruction.

(Commission Work)

The Mad Hatter and The White Rabbit in Tokyo-Shima

The Hatter will never stop drinking his tea and never forget that The White Rabbit works for the Red Queen. Far behind the cherry blossom we can see the Fukushima hydrogen explosion. Perhaps a “New Beginning” with a new perspective on how we see the safety, potential harm and future of nuclear energy.

The art work was made from recycled materials.

Willa and Pelten Blue

(Commission, watercolors & Ink)

Valentine Mint

I am free
I am altitude of color and mint
converge on the waves of the gulf.
If you float salute me above the blue
reserve the title for another time.
You will only know my secret name
and hear the music from our sunset.
If next week does not come
this afternoon is enough.
The color of your shadow below the sands
your fingers measuring the clouds.
I am restless. I am flight of ink and
blooming burgeon harmony.
In my eyes you will catch a thriving dream.
Play it so and put it in your pocket.
Let the moon rise and you will always find home.

(海綿は水を吸収しますので水彩絵具をぼかしたりする時に便利です。)

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SONNET 123

No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change:
Thy pyramids built up with newer might
To me are nothing novel, nothing strange;
They are but dressings of a former sight.
Our dates are brief, and therefore we admire
What thou dost foist upon us that is old,
And rather make them born to our desire
Than think that we before have heard them told.
Thy registers and thee I both defy,
Not wondering at the present nor the past,
For thy records and what we see doth lie,
Made more or less by thy continual haste.
This I do vow and this shall ever be;
I will be true, despite thy scythe and thee.

~Mr. Shakespear