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Written by LAF
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Wednesday, 25 January 2012 17:02 |
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A quick update on this oh so slow wip. The sun is still out but it's really cold in the studio, so still I'm rushing in slapping on a few glazes and rushing out again. Hopefully this weekend I'll finish it
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Written by LAF
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Sunday, 15 January 2012 16:34 |
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The sun's out again yay. The gesso has finally dried. So a new WIP for a new year. This painting is heavily influenced by the pastels. I've used the acrylics almost like watercolours using thin washes of colours.
The graffito was really satisfactory to do. It released a lot of pent up feelings, so all in all I'm happy with this so far. 
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Written by LAF
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Saturday, 31 December 2011 15:24 |
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Written by LAF
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Saturday, 26 November 2011 18:28 |
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I've really been on a roll with these pastel/charcoals. The only thing that I'm having trouble with is keeping the outer areas clean , well that and the fact that I tend to wipe my hands on any available surface.
The smaller ones are on acid free A4 paper, the originals are for sale for 30 EUR plus shipping. The large ones are on semi rough acid free paper 36 by 48 cms and are 45 EUR plus shipping. You can view larger images in the new pastel section in my gallery(Click here to view). 
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Written by LAF
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Sunday, 30 October 2011 13:54 |
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I'm having so much fun with these pastels and charcoals, they are in my hands every spare moment, I even found myself fiddling before work the other day. Not a good idea as I am so easily carried away, and I don't think my boss would be impressed with me turning up late saying "sorry I was playing with the pastels."Our sitting room is now covered with a fine layer of dust - hey ho.
 
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Written by LAF
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Sunday, 23 October 2011 16:52 |
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Fiinally got some pastels a few days ago, haven't done anything with pastels for years. They are such fun to work with and even messier than charcoal which I've also included in this piece.What I hadn't realized when working on this was that I was automatically stroking Ralphy (our dog) and when I looked at him in the morning light I realized that he is now sporting various patches of reddish pink pigment - very attractive
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Written by LAF
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Saturday, 22 October 2011 15:58 |
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Been playing with charcoal again, ooh I do love to get messy ha ha, anyway here is a drawing of pears
and here is a close up
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Written by LAF
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Thursday, 20 October 2011 09:15 |
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Here's a painting that I've been working on - it's based on one of Dion's poems called Sexual Healing, Dion has written several poems based on my paintings(which of course you'd know if you've been following this blog ) - but this is the first time that I have tried to paint one of his poems,there is still quite a lot of work to be done on it, but you get the general drift.
Sexual Healing I Need
Sexuality has to do with natural DNA.
Evolving into Straight, Bi, Trans, or Gay.
X-rays cannot determine the facts.
Unique are desires and sexual acts.
All of us need that intimate human touch,
Leading to a healing that’s liked very much.
Healing results from the art of love,
Eternally blessed by the One above.
Animal urges at times need to be tamed.
Letting them control can get you blamed.
Inside all of us there’s beauty and a beast.
Nobody’s ever perfect, to say the least.
Grooming someone sexually isn’t at all fair.
It destroys their inner dignity and sexual flair.
No one’s got the right to sexually hurt another.
Eventually it’ll destroy their ability to be a lover.
Everybody’s got the innate power to heal indeed.
Don’t be ashamed to say "Sexual Healing I Need." Written by: Dionisius Peter Paul PIZZUTO
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Written by LAF
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Wednesday, 21 September 2011 13:01 |
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It's independence day today here in Malta, so it's a public holiday whoopee - finally I'm in the studio for more than five minutes and have managed to complete two small paintings that have been staring accusingly at me for the last month. They are both heavily textured, a result of slowly built up layers on 30 by 40cms gallery wrap canvas. 
Close-ups:
 
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Here is the latest update of the wip I started a couple of months ago - not quite finished yet, but getting there 
Close-ups:  
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Written by LAF
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Sunday, 21 August 2011 17:59 |
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Another lovely poem to one of my paintings by Dion
Mask
The sea is a resting place for an unsolved mystery,
it houses life, death and an extraordinary history.
A search for sunken treasure is an adventurer’s task.
It may include the discovery of a mysterious mask.
Delve deeply into its dark depth of despair if you dare.
You’ll learn that once it was voiceless and didn’t care.
It was worn by a simpleton, a being without a notion;
one unaware of life’s dangers and void of all emotion.
Eventually it was craftily commandeered by an aristocrat,
who wore it as part of an ensemble with a feathered hat.
Its eyelets broaden to behold all the beauty it could bare.
It witnessed wonders of which only the wealthy are aware.
As time took its toll, tragedies started to transpire.
The mask’s magical moments commenced to misfire.
Its new possessor molded it to his mellow masculinity.
Worn with pride the mask became a dictum of dignity.
In its watery grave it now rests, occasionally stirred not shaken.
Its history is hard to fathom, but its mystery will never weaken.
Written by; Dionisius Peter Paul PIZZUTO – 18 Aug 2011.
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Written by LAF
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Tuesday, 09 August 2011 17:58 |
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Well here I am again, another week has flown by. School is certainly keeping me busy. I feel that I'm learning as much as the students (hopefully) are. Still haven't found time for much painting, but there is a long weekend coming up here in Malta, so I should be getting the brushes out very soon. In the meantime I thought I'd show two more of darling Dion's poems. He wrote them after looking at some more of my work, I feel quite honoured that my paintings move him to write. So without further ado here they are.
 Hidden
Casting off the vessel leaves the sandy shore.
Braving the storm and all it’s got in store.
A horrendously horrifying, hazardous haze.
A magically mesmerising, mystical maze.
Its precious cargo is packed tight and out of sight.
Its passengers courageous and set to take on the night.
Travelling through unchartered waters at a rapid pace.
The vessel remains strong as it’s repeatedly hit in the face.
Riding the waves; tossed about like a bottle top.
The crew is concerned, but the captain won’t stop.
In his mind are visions of the Promised Land.
With verbal reassurance he bravely takes a stand.
A mysterious beam of light appears from up above.
Silence descends, broken by the flapping winds of a dove.
The anchor is lowered, the vessel comes to rest.
It’s hidden behind a rocky cove, perhaps for the best!
Will all their hopes, dreams and efforts be in vain?
Should they alight, remain hidden or venture on again?
Written by: Dionisius Peter Paul PIZZUTO – 02 Aug. 2011.
 “Who’s Letting The Water Out?”
Water is the essence of all living things.
Health and vitality among others it brings.
It gives life to colour, movement and sound.
It nurtures all that’s in the air as well as on the ground.
A crab is truly industrious and often on the go.
It dwells both above the shoreline and below.
It scurries about nipping at anything in its way.
A tenacious hunter that won’t consider becoming prey.
In a deep, tranquil pool the crab loves to rest.
Its life may be considered to be one of the best.
To the crab danger is like water off a duck’s back.
Clad in a coat of armour it’s prepared for any attack.
Unbeknown to the crab, man often plays God.
Stirring up trouble with the proverbial rod.
Whatever he wants, man selfishly takes.
Often fueled by greed he can empty lakes.
As the water starts to drain the crab lets out a shout,
which desperately translates to “Who’s Letting The Water Out?”
Written by: Dionisius Peter Paul PIZZUTO – 05 Aug 2011.
Once again many thanks my friend.
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