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The Art of Paul Cummings

This is NOT about the well-established digital artist who works for Saatchi, called Paul Cummings. Find him everywhere elsewhere. We don’t know him.

This post is all about another Paul Cummings, who we met in Avebury at midsummer last year.

HMP by Paul Cummings

HMP by Paul Cummings - Chalk Pastel 835x595 mm

“You reckon that’s pacified your Gods? Cos it ain’t pacified mine”.

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The Songs We Sing

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The Songs We Sing

or, how we understand traditional music’s importance.

Christmas sing-it-up

woodland winter songs

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Cartoon Cut Out “Ed and Will”

A man from St. Austell once sent us a picture.

We were flattered, because it was of us, and it was very good.

Ed Will by Trystan Mitchell

To find out more, please read on…

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Cut Out Figures

The best way to make these yourself, is to right-click on them, ‘save the image-as’, then open them and print them yourself. Use medium-weight card, for best results.

Good luck. If you succeed, please send us a photo…

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Kate’s Middle English Verse

This verse was sent in to us, by a lovely person named Kate, who we have met only through this webbed medium.
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She has just gone to be a milkmaid in Ireland, we’re told, which seems an obvious choice for a young lady fresh from literary studies.
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The verse is written in middle English, Chaucer’s Tales language, and we like it lots.
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We’re promised it will “one day be a printed epic”, which sounds very good indeed.
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Here it is:

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Her on lond, a tale withoute lesinges:

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Thre folk of man wandringe geten livinge,

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Thre menes song singeth of haslewode,

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Hem wend awei – the best of al manne fode.

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Hem slepen al withouten hous or hom

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For liken hem in wildernesse to rom.

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Thank-you Kate. And if anyone wants more of the same or similar, let us know, and we’ll make the connections.

Thought for the mile vol.7

“If humanity does not opt for integrity we are through completely. It is absolutely touch and go. Each one of us could make the difference. ”

R. Buckminster Fuller

Paul Cummings Vs Paul Cummings

The first Paul Cummings artist lives in London, and makes digital art. He is closely associated with Saatchi.

His single piece of art, “Road Side”, seen below, is shortlisted to win the  £25,000 Threadneedle prize. BBC tell more here.

"Road Side" by Paul Cummings

Road Side by Paul Cummings

The second Paul Cummings artist lives in Wiltshire, and often paints with coffee, toothpaste, and cigarette ash, the only materials available in HMP.

His work, called ‘Lydon’ or ‘We’re So Pretty’ (below) was also in a competition. It was made with chalk pastels, during a period of liberty. and Paul took first prize, to walk away with a cheque for £100. Local papers tell more here.

<a href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/awalkaroundbritain/5358665392/” title=”Lydon by Paul Cummings by A Walk Around Britain, on Flickr”><img src=”http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5047/5358665392_07589fcd98.jpg” width=”400″ height=”378″ alt=”Lydon by Paul Cummings” /></a>
Lydon by Paul Cummings

Lydon by Paul Cummings

SO…the question is NOT which do you prefer, though tell us if you want.

The question is: what puts Paul Cummings the first in position to contend for a prize fund 250 times bigger than Paul Cummings the second?

Two pictures, two artists, one name, and 250 times the money. A very marked difference.

If, like us, you feel a desire to even things out (but unlike us have the means to do so) email us here, and we can arrange contact with Paul 2.

thanks.

Thought for the mile vol.6

“These families, who had formed the backbone of the village life in the past, were the depositories of the village traditions, had to seek refuge in the large centres; the process humourously designated by statisticians as ‘the tendency for the rural population toward the large towns’, being really the tendency of water to flow uphill when forced by machinery.”

Thomas Hardy – Tess of the D’Urbervilles

A Given Blessing

We were sent this Irish blessing from a lovely fellow named Pete. We’ve heard parts before, but never the whole thing, so thought it well worth repeating:

May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.

May God be with you and bless you:
May you see your children’s children.
May you be poor in misfortune,
Rich in blessings.
May you know nothing but happiness
From this day forward.

May the road rise up to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the warm rays of sun fall upon your home
And may the hand of a friend always be near.

May green be the grass you walk on,
May blue be the skies above you,
May pure be the joys that surround you,
May true be the hearts that love you.

Thought for the mile 5

“blocking out the majority of what is going on around us is a modern survival skill which is the direct opposite of the observant attention to their surroundings required by our early ancestors’ ways of living.”

(Helen Frosch)