Image Dump

 

his is a gathering together of images I've made over the past few months and like but never got round to posting. There is no connecting theme.... 1  Yer bog-standard, basic UFO image. AI can turn these out without thinking- not that it does think exactly. Still, it's pretty... 2. This goes with the series from a while back of 19th century flying machines. I call it North-West Passage 3. Nothing outlandish here. It's called Dolls House  4 This one was done after we had our Rumi evening. It's not Rumi because Rumi was a Sufi and this guy seems to be a Sikh, I call it Master of Love 5 This is called In the Sands of Time 6 And finally one I did this morning. It's called Brookland Road and illustrates Kipling"s poem of the same name.

Supposing Him To Be The Gardener

 

This coming Sunday is Easter, innit? I only know because four fifths of the immediate family will be visiting.  We aren't doing chocolate eggs. That stuff is shit. There'll be other things. Treats... As a kid I liked the idea of being given chocolate eggs but I didn't much like the eggs themselves. I'd keep the broken bits for months in my sweetie tin. Stale chocolate that wasn't very nice to begin with. Mmmmm.... Did Jesus rise from the dead? Well, why not? I don't think rising from the dead would be all that difficult for a Master- if that's what he wanted to do. I discovered- or registered- the other day that I no longer have any problem with belief. If we live in a quantum universe- where consciousness is everything and we make our own realities- then any damn or blessed thing is possible.   Death? Just stepping through a door.   And why not step back again?  I still find the gospel story of Jesus meeting Mary in the garden intensely moving. It's like something Shakespeare might have written in his final phase.  I love how she mistakes him for the gardener....  The old painters often gave him a hat and a spade- as if he'd dug his way out. And I'm taking a similar liberty with this AI image.....