monday art and poem

searching for a distance in my face

me
the look
the gaze
the knowing
the seeing
the presence
the illiquidity
the emotional bank

Listen to Muter Loop, for piano and prepared piano samples, taken from a Bechstein grand 1896. The mind circling and the sound repeating, like a little prayer for today.

Weathered Fragments: Exploring Art’s Hidden Stories


last in the present series

packing away weathered image fragments
crumbling paint
revealing the over painted layers
in shards
reminiscing

free art help yourself
finding the stopping
in an empty frame
another work another image
last in the present series

The black bin bag contains the remains of a large canvas I created many years ago which so frightened me that I was compelled to cut it into small pieces , bag it up and take it to the skip. Today an interesting echo of this experience emerged and I felt happy that the painting had been deconstructed and disposed of. I kept the stretcher of course and created a new image.

The Dreamy Soundscapes of Beggars Opera’s ‘If We Couldn’t Speak’

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If We Couldn’t Speak Beggars Opera

 One of my ongoing musical projects is my work with Progressive Rock Band Beggars Opera. If We Couldn’t Speak was interesting in it’s use of the spoken word and improvisational structures. I love the dreamy nature of Ricky Gardiner‘s multilayered guitars. The words are strangely prophetic as Ricky Gardiner was to become very ill not that long after this was recorded.

Beggars Opera / If We Couldn’t Speak

if we couldn’t speak
would you still hear me
if we couldn’t speak
would you still hear me

and if we couldn’t hear
would you still see me

if we couldn’t speak
would you still hear me

and if we couldn’t hear
would you still see me

if we couldn’t speak
if we couldn’t hear
and if we couldn’t see

would you still hear me
would you still see me
would you still find me


if we couldn’t speak
would you still hear me


Virginia A Scott