72 Crane project

Here's numbers 4 and 5 Taken at the Glasgow Botanical Gardens.

This one was taken with my Camera on macro mode. I'm going to call this one .. Jurassic Crane. I wish i had small plastic paleontologist to be placed in front of of it.

I wish i had a frog paper for this one.

Another attempt at a song

I think this is slightly more upbeat than my previously posted song. A little less self loathing and a little more self praise. (does that sound like an Elvis song?). My first attempt was more of a ballady acoustic number. This is a more punk vibe that i wrote on one of my up phases. Anyway the song is called "Call me Gravity".

Call me Gravity

When its right and when I'm ready,
I'll hold my course and keep it steady.
I won't back down and i won't falter,
My chosen target I'll not alter.
Tonight's the night i let it all go,
It's all yes yes its no more no no.
I sing my loudest to the night air,
No more near misses, I just don't care!

I'll be the loudest I'll be strongest,
I'll ride a tiger and hold on longest
I'll be so fast too fast to see,
I'll be a force of nature, call me gravity.

There's no point it slowing down,
No point searching if it's found.
No point in diving in the sea,
If a mountain tops where you wanna be.
All I wants a little fun,
I want my day in summer sun.
Too much time I have wasted,
When the sweetest wine remains untasted.

I'll be the loudest I'll be strongest,
I'll ride a tiger and hold on longest
I'll be so fast too fast to see,
I'll be a force of nature, call me gravity.

My selfish genes now dominant,
You can't say no, you can't say can't.
My shoulders have been others ladders,
With weaker minds and weaker bladder.
To hell with deep, what's wrong with shallow?
I'm a nuclear missile you're a bow and arrow.
No more will I be a second best,
It's all me now so fuck the rest.

I'll be the loudest I'll be strongest,
I'll ride a tiger and hold on longest
I'll be so fast too fast to see,
I'll be a force of nature, call me gravity.

72 Crane Project numbers 2 and 3

Ok.. Here they are. with major of help from talented people i present image number 2 and number 3.

Image 2 is a Celtic print Crane taken in the GOMA. Its taken from the small viewing hole on level 2. I took lots of pictures with all the wood. Some where to dark and some too bright. The image i chose although not showing all the wood gives a warm "oldy" feel. I think it looks "No that bad".

Ok, The next one I'm calling "Hiding in culture". Its a crane made of paper with musical notes on it. The bathroom at the Tron Gallery is papered with musical manuscript. I like the way that the bird blends in with the wall as if its trying to hide.

An attempt at poetry

Me and You


I see things that you may not see
Just as you see things invisible to me.
This is what i am and these things I do.
Make me different, I am NOT like you.

(c) TheJoker1975

No replication without permission

72 Cranes Project

Ok... This is the REAL beginning

I have 72 differently patterned pieces of paper. I'm making 72 origami cranes. 1 photo of each at a different location. This is number 1.

I thought i'd start with a simple ones. The crane is made with a soft creamy yellow paper with random calligraphic characters on it. The picture is on the ledge of a shop in Glasgow. The shop window has loads of sewing machines in it. I like the reflection of the people shopping.




72 Cranes

Ok... got all the stuff ready.

Going to spend tonight on the preperations then phase 1 on Saturday.

An attempt at poetry

This is pretty dark, even for me.

The Chimera
Love is a terrible beast,
savage of tooth and claw.
It shows the pity of a lion to a lamb,
a spider to a fly.
Terrifying and hideous in its visage
it draws my eye like a moth to a candle flame.

Love is a terrible beast,
Cunning and without conscious.
It stalks the jungle my mind,
hiding in the shadows of memory.
Waiting to pounce on an unprepared thought,
ready to devour sense and logic.

Love is a terrible beast,
blacker than the brightest sun.
Yet i long for its razor blade embrace,
Its kiss of fire and ice.
A beast of legend that i seek to slay,
my own personal chimera.

(c) TheJoker1975
No replication without permission

72 Cranes

The project starts on Saturday......

An attempt at a Song

I think i better start downloading the stuff in my head to the electronic world. This is a song i wrote a few years ago when the bees in my head were at war with a swarm of giant Japanese hornets. It helped my focus. Its the first song i wrote that I'm actually happy with. Here goes....

Unreqested Love Song
If i was a stone,
I'd bleed for you.
Ev'ry single day,
I breath because of you.
In every single way,
I want you.
More and more each day,
for you to be you
Just to be you.

If all the stars up in the sky meant i love you 1 million times.
There's not enough stars in the Milky Way or any other galaxy.
To represent the way i feel,
My love is true and strong and real,
It kills me more each day to realise,
Youre never gonna feel this way

If i was the grass,
i'd turn blue for you.
Anything you ask,
I will do.
No matter what the task,
I'm going to try.
Just to hear you laugh,
Or to see you smile,
if only for a while.

If all the stars up in the sky meant i love you 1 million times.

There's not enough stars in the Milky Way or any other galaxy.
To represent the way i feel,
My love is true and strong and real,
It kills me more each day to realise,
Youre never gonna feel this way

If you where a cause,
I'd fight for you.
If your feeling lost,
I'd be a light to guide you.
I'll be anything,
Anything you want me too.
You are like the sun,
And im in night without you,
My skies are never blue.
 
If all the stars up in the sky meant i love you 1 million times.

There's not enough stars in the Milky Way or any other galaxy.
To represent the way i feel,
My love is true and strong and real,
It kills me more each day to realise,
Youre never gonna feel this way

If all the stars up in the sky meant i love you 1 million times.

There's not enough stars in the Milky Way,
Or any other galaxy.
To represent the way i feel,
My love is true and strong and real,
It kills me more each day to realise,
Youre never gonna feel this way

Perhaps one day you may start to feel,
begin to feel this way.

(c) TheJoker1975
No replication without permission

Ok... now ive started....

Hello, good evening and welcome to the swarm of bees in my head.