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zeruch — living with the big lie v2
Published: 2004-10-17 09:48:34 +0000 UTC; Views: 2473; Favourites: 53; Downloads: 384
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Named after a track from the Brave album by Marillion, this is 2.5 base paintings assembled digitally. Acrylic paint, screenprinting ink, acrylic ink on bristol and vellum.Related content
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The black strokes are agressive and Beautiful. Seeing this brings me at peace.
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This was assembled digitally?! Whoa, weird. I either don't understand or can't tell! I like it though!
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This was assembled digitally?!
Indeed it was.
Whoa, weird. I either don't understand or can't tell!
That is kind of what I am going for. I don't want the technique to be obvious. Basically I build stacks of base paintings and snippets of things, which I then bring together digitally.
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Gorgeous ferocity in the composition.
Ah if only I had the confidence to slap lines on and such.
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great, agressive stroke, and contrast of nice calm supramatic composition, good work!
fave!
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This reminds me very much of the artist John Reid, who was in residence at my school a few months back. He's obsessed with the way the paint looks on the canvas, rather than how the painting looks as a composition. I think you might be interested in him. 
I love the strong black strokes, and how it looks so ordered. Was this painting put on its side while you were creating it? [judging by the dripping here].
It reminds me of looking through a window.
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obsessed with the way the paint looks on the canvas, rather than how the painting looks as a composition.
I would actually say I have a fair share of both. Part of the catharsis in the activity is the kinesthetic action of doing and seeing the results even in the minutae.
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oh thankyou for introducing me to marillion although i shouldn't have been shadowed from them... since they are from up the road.. anyways lov the use of black and the shock of red, always a compliment on the colours love the black framing storkes across the top and left something wonderful again x
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Considering how out of the limelight Marillion has been (at least until this last album) for the past dozen years, I am sure they could have been your neighbors and you would have not noticed
Last I checked the UK Music press hazes them...
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The thick black lines made me think of Franz Kline. Mostly because my art proffesor mentions him often.
I love the addition of the small dosage of red. The two large strokes starting in the top left seem to add an extra frame, containing all the choas and such. Blah blah. Great piece.
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Your art professor is a bright man. I love Franz Kline.
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I owe you big time for introducing me to Marillion. I got their 'Crash Course' album and was awestruck... The song "This is the 21st Century' is haunting. I plan to actually BUY some of their stuff whenever I get ahold of some spare moolah.
Anyway, this image is SO ...wow.
Especially along with the title,
And then reading the song lyrics...
This one really, really gets the fuck right into me.
It's so depressingly, depressingly poignant. I don't even really know what to say. It makes me want to cry.
It's really quite beautiful, actually,
Like I have to see it as beautiful to save something of my soul.
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# I owe you big time for introducing me to Marillion. I got their 'Crash Course' album and was awestruck... The song "This is the 21st Century' is haunting. I plan to actually BUY some of their stuff whenever I get ahold of some spare moolah.
Well, their crash course cd series i think was a smart move by a band with a repotoire that big and low mainstream visibility.
This one really, really gets the fuck right into me.
It's so depressingly, depressingly poignant. I don't even really know what to say. It makes me want to cry.
It's really quite beautiful, actually,
And yet again, I completely mis-assess how people will react to a particular work. Christ, I am glad I am not a betting man
Thank you luv.
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fantastic. i won't leave you my broken record comment. instead i'll say that i can feel this one. i could dive into this piece and feel right at home at the moment. wicked texture, i love the dusty black.
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i don't know anything about this band or this song,...
but that title,...
it doesn't get anymore fuckin' profound than that.
'living with the big lie'.
it doesn't even matter that i dig this nasty fuckin' grunge it inspired you to create.
i just identify so profoundly with that phrase,...
'living with the big lie'.
it takes courage to do that. courage that can't be measured.
and that's why fewer and fewer do it.
it's so much easier to cop out, to sell out, to kiss ass, to go down, to give up, to give in.
and i might have it all wrong. i can only speak for myself. from my point of view. from my side of the tracks.
and i really don't give a shit who agrees or disagrees.
because if they've ever lived a second with the big lie,...
they'd just nod their head in agreement and keep their mouth shut.
you never cease to find ways to inspire Z.
i'm glad becoming an admin hasn't made you soft.
yet.
*smirk*
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i don't know anything about this band or this song,...
That is too bad, they are quite good (lyrics reprinted at bottom of this).
but that title,...
it doesn't get anymore fuckin' profound than that.
'living with the big lie'.
it doesn't even matter that i dig this nasty fuckin' grunge it inspired you to create.
i just identify so profoundly with that phrase,...
'living with the big lie'.
it takes courage to do that. courage that can't be measured.
and that's why fewer and fewer do it.
I am not always sure it's fewer and fewer as much as less visible. There are plenty of people that live *under* the big lie, but not so many who actually choose it willingly.
i'm glad becoming an admin hasn't made you soft.
Well, I am often quite soft-headed, but the ruse (the big lie?) works for me
Lyrics:
It all began with the bright light
The bright light and the noise
The chaos of the senses and the scream of desire
Touching and being touched
A million loose ends to tie up
Ticking of the clock and the cradle rock
The colours stand still
And then they move around
Comin' in and out of focus upside down
Empty winter trees
How space feels Love of the soft ... flowers and the sky
One fine day
The chaos subsides
Bleeds into awareness
And a lifetime of surprise
The beauty of your mother's eyes
The pain when you fall
You drink it in and marvel at it all
But you never really figure it out
You get used to it
The babble of the family
And the dumb TV
Roar of the traffic and the thunder of jets
Chemicals in the water
Drugs in the food
The heat of the kitchen and the beat of the system
The attitude of authority
The laws and the rules
Hit me square in the face, first morning at school
The heroes and the zeroes
The first love of my life
When to kiss and to kick and to keep your head down when they're choosing the sides
I was never any good at it
I was terrified most of the time
I never got over it
I got used to it
Alone in the city at seventeen
With the hollow, the lonely
The drowning and the drowned
I was made to feel worthless
The wretched and the mean
Beat me up like a weapon
I can't run away from or find a way round
Holdin' on, holdin' on
The greed and the missiles
Exploding somewhere every day
Hideous dark secrets under the sea and in holes in the ground
The cold war's gone
Those bastards'll find us another one
They're here to protect you, don't you know?
So get used to it Get used to it!
The clash of religions
The loaded prayers
Information
The face of starvation and the state of the nation
The sense that it's useless
And the fear to try
Not believing the leaders, the media that feeds us
Living with the big lie
You get used to it
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At first I was hoping for a deeper meaning behind this piece of work..I'm happy to have found the lyrics behind the inspiration.
This is good.
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i don't know anything about this band or this song,...
That is too bad, they are quite good (lyrics reprinted at bottom of this).
but that title,...
it doesn't get anymore fuckin' profound than that.
'living with the big lie'.
it doesn't even matter that i dig this nasty fuckin' grunge it inspired you to create.
i just identify so profoundly with that phrase,...
'living with the big lie'.
it takes courage to do that. courage that can't be measured.
and that's why fewer and fewer do it.
I am not always sure it's fewer and fewer as much as less visible. There are plenty of people that live *under* the big lie, but not so many who actually choose it willingly.
i'm glad becoming an admin hasn't made you soft.
Well, I am often quite soft-headed, but the ruse (the big lie?) works for me
Lyrics:
It all began with the bright light
The bright light and the noise
The chaos of the senses and the scream of desire
Touching and being touched
A million loose ends to tie up
Ticking of the clock and the cradle rock
The colours stand still
And then they move around
Comin' in and out of focus upside down
Empty winter trees
How space feels Love of the soft ... flowers and the sky
One fine day
The chaos subsides
Bleeds into awareness
And a lifetime of surprise
The beauty of your mother's eyes
The pain when you fall
You drink it in and marvel at it all
But you never really figure it out
You get used to it
The babble of the family
And the dumb TV
Roar of the traffic and the thunder of jets
Chemicals in the water
Drugs in the food
The heat of the kitchen and the beat of the system
The attitude of authority
The laws and the rules
Hit me square in the face, first morning at school
The heroes and the zeroes
The first love of my life
When to kiss and to kick and to keep your head down when they're choosing the sides
I was never any good at it
I was terrified most of the time
I never got over it
I got used to it
Alone in the city at seventeen
With the hollow, the lonely
The drowning and the drowned
I was made to feel worthless
The wretched and the mean
Beat me up like a weapon
I can't run away from or find a way round
Holdin' on, holdin' on
The greed and the missiles
Exploding somewhere every day
Hideous dark secrets under the sea and in holes in the ground
The cold war's gone
Those bastards'll find us another one
They're here to protect you, don't you know?
So get used to it Get used to it!
The clash of religions
The loaded prayers
Information
The face of starvation and the state of the nation
The sense that it's useless
And the fear to try
Not believing the leaders, the media that feeds us
Living with the big lie
You get used to it
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That's nice and vivid. It reminds me of despair (the emotion is what fist pops in my head, then Despair of the Endless).
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it fits the title really well in my opinion. and it looks fantastic too.
well done
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nicely done! very strong contrasting colours that sends out a message pain and violence, but thats just my 2 cents on it.
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I like this one alot for some reason. It's so well done..
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There's something about this that i just love though i couldn't tell you exactly what it was...awesome job.
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caught my eye from the recent deviations.
i like the distorted chaos, yet i can not assume the title from the piece, or better: i don't see the title in the piece.
maybe the cross could be the lie, but further..hmm..
k.
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