Odds&Sods

This is a page I (Keith) have reserved for miscellaneous pieces of art and poetry we may feel like posting from time to time, as well as occasional previews of new content, curiosities or the occasional political rant (to which I (Keith) am rather prone). And yes - I do know it should be 'Odds&Sods' but that wouldn't have fitted into the navigation menu I designed!

Tiger: By Hettie Rowley

The image on the left was created in 1991 by my wife Hettie . This picture was produced by hand in pixel dots with no electronic aids whatsoever. Personally, I find this incredible in which I am not alone. Many people who have viewed this picture simply refuse to believe that it is the work of the unaided human eye and hand, which, in this age of erzats art and pretentious crap is hardly surprising. But it's real, and I love it - as I do my lovely, talented wife of course.

Keith

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Passing Thoughts

These are extracts from the work of others for whom I have respect, comments on current affairs made on a whim and anything else I wish to past into 'Ods&Sods'

Liber Al vel Legis: Quote for January 2013

Hold! Hold! Bear up in thy rapture; fall not in swoon of the excellent kisses! Harder! Hold up thyself! Lift thine head! breathe not so deep -- die!Ah! Ah! What do I feel? Is the word exhausted?

There is help & hope in other spells. Wisdom says: be strong! Then canst thou bear more joy. Be not animal; refine thy rapture! If thou drink, drink by the eight and ninety rules of art: if thou love, exceed by delicacy; and if thou do aught joyous, let there be subtlety therein! But exceed! exceed!

Poetry Extract: From The Ace of Spades by Keith Rowley

There is no way to see the day
When all is said and done
Time the thief brings all to grief
Beneath the mourning Sun

The bondage maid and vicious fool
Do run and play their games
But all will come to ruin’s hall
Beneath the Ace of Spades

Felicia Hemans: A Great English poet

From 'A Parting Song:

When will ye think of me, my friends
When will ye think of me?
When the last red light, the farewell of day
From the rock and the river is passing away---
When the air with a deepening hush is fraught
And the heart grows burdened with tender thought,
Then let it be!

Never Trust - The French!

A Headline from 1st June 1923: "Both Great Britain and the United States are demanding back the loans made to France borrowed during the First World War but the french answer is both Britain and America are much richer nations and as the war was a world war they should not have to pay the money back, negotiations are continuing at diplomatic levels." - Thepeoplehistory.com

I wonder if they repaid Britain before the Germans invaded ?!