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Odds & Ends

a collection of blog posts that don't quite fit anywhere else.
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Hello Angelo. A walk in our park

Hello Angelo. A walk in our park

Slightly irritated

I have been ticked off, ticked on my fingers, lately, about a few things and from a few good friends.

One is that I repeat myself. The other is I write too much about myself, Paul Bakker and ignore the rest of the world.

 

Well, to start with, it is a blog about me and my art. Not about Syria or

Arnold Schwarzenegger or whoever! 

I don't seem to worry about the rest of the world. Well, I don't so that is correct. That doesn't mean I don't know what is happening but I worry more about what colour I'll be using in the background for my next self portrait. Doing these self portraits daily, that is indeed one a day, makes one very aware of oneself. Not the rest of the world.

Self portrait: paul at a partySelf portrait: Contemplative PaulSelf portrait: Paul getting inspired

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I do think allot about my life so far. I lived as an adult in Holland and Portugal and Australia and many things happened. Mostly good. And I've been very lucky. Never poor but never rich. Never sick or never living in fear and all I worried about was my next painting. And for a long time, about my next drink. But that is in the past. Soooo long ago. I didn't say I never told a lie, a white lie of course.

But no alcohol or tobacco now any more and that is that ! Just painting and walking the dogs. Sometimes a little fantasy about a coldy and a siggy.....

 

All my life, yes, a repeat again, I lived to paint. Not in a heavy way but that was/is all I really know about. All I was confident about.

Never had anything to do with the police and once I needed a background check-up because I was going to work with teenagers, the policeman said to me; 'Paul, you don't exist!' I said; Because I don't drive a car. Left out and didn't pay taxes. I was never asked and that is that !

Brushes from God, photograph

Brushes from God, photograph

Man and God, photograph

Man and God, photograph

Sun behind hand photograph

Sun behind hand photograph

Red Devil, torso, photo found on web.

Red Devil, torso, photo found on web.

Budha, photograph

Budha, photograph
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