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‘Ballet Dancers’

Shiny satin, glimmers from tarnished boards, a muscle, stretched, bursts from bulging calf, spill- ing into a shadow, as wings, lowered, sweep into mist and retreat. As sun-capped scalps open to new possibilities. By Jay Cool, 30th December 2024 Inspired by Edgar Degas’ artwork, ‘Ballet Dancers’, as featured in ITV’s ‘My National Gallery.’ Image inContinue reading “‘Ballet Dancers’”

#LifeDrawingLive

Spent a happy few hours colouring in this drawing, inspired by Sunday evening`s #LifeDrawingLive – the BBC art show presented by Joe Lycett. I never got the attraction of colouring books, in which the consumer takes pleasure out of colouring in drawings and patterns produced by someone else. But adding the colour to my ownContinue reading “#LifeDrawingLive”

Anxiety

Sure in her worry, `bout which wing is correct, her head, it takes flight, but her foot finds it`s ……………………………………. ON!     Copyright of text and image owned by Jay Cool, 3rd September, 2021   Further posts by Jay Cool. Please read, like and review. Inevitability Impacted Lockdown Dance  

Uptrodden

Down-seating myself for to eat, in company, I find that hungry I am not, just dislocated, bewildered, out of touch with a core of me that is no longer where it used to be, nor even where I expect to find it. Copyright of text and image owned by Jay Cool, 3rd September, 2021 (A4Continue reading “Uptrodden”

Of Most Concern

Of Most Concern It concerns me, mostly, that of most concern is my concern that most of us have no concern for the concerns of others whatsover, insomuch as that, mostly, most of us have no concern whatsoever about being the cause of those concerns. And that really does, and inordinately so, concern me. CopyrightContinue reading “Of Most Concern”

‘Some End’ – Silly-Savvy Art

Stood in my art studio (ramshackle summerhouse): listened to the rain falling onto the roofing felt; hoped the wind wouldn’t be too harsh on my loose-perspex window panes. Lamented the sunshine. Not the best day for hanging out my laundry. Felt glum. Took up abstract art. Here it is – the perfect representation of myContinue reading “‘Some End’ – Silly-Savvy Art”

Driving Through Foliage

Driven on, and driving, through things still growing, I reflect on the shortness of what it is to be me, An illusory span of meness, contracting, shrinking – inches becoming centimetres becoming millimetres becoming nothingtres as the concept of me is consumed by the foliage that carries on growing, bending – homing in on theContinue reading “Driving Through Foliage”