Tuesday, 29 September 2009

I woke up this mornin' . . .

Actually this was about 2 months ago, but the same things apply. Blank canvas and the blues. I don't know what it is about blues songs, Blind Willie Johnson, Frankie Half-Pint Jaxon, Memphis jug band, Pine Top Smith, great names, great songs. Can't remember which one it is, but hows this for lyrics . . .she's got ways like a mowin' machine. wow! The one on this film starts with words about blood spattered walls, REAL blue, but somehow I find it cheering?
Is it the familiar format of the tune?, the true heart of the words? dunno, but if I'm ever challenged with the start of a painting or massive overload of housework . . . on go the blues.
This film features my studio (corner of sitting room at the moment) 2 very hot summer dogs and procrastination cookery (start of apple sauce).

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