the blank mind
does not know what to write
everything sounds hollow and empty
the blank page
does dare to be written upon
menacing on the screen
the deadline
does remind of the delivery
coming nearer with every passing day
the blank mind
does not know what to write
everything sounds hollow and empty
the blank page
does dare to be written upon
menacing on the screen
the deadline
does remind of the delivery
coming nearer with every passing day
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With contribution from apricot.
unrelenting force
deep seated urge
need to devour
hunger for more
never staying satisfied
always searching
to feel the high again
only to begin anew
This week I went to an exhibition featuring Damien Hirst’s drawings and drafts on some of his works. Part of the exhibition was one go at his drawing machine and thus experiment with colours, chance and control.
A sheet of paper is fixed onto a wooden disc which is then going to spin around while colours with different pens are added, thus creating perfect circles in varying shades. With liquid colours circles with a corona like look or splattered drops can be achieved.

I chose felt-tipped pens in two different shades of green and sienna coloured acrylic paint. The outcome reminds me of green gems.
on the wall
many dots
forming a grid
accurately measured
evenly spaced
seemingly alike
yet so different
Wikipedia: Damien Hirst about spot paintings
spinning wheel
going round and round
always turning
never stopping
drawing perfect circles
splattering drops into rays
changing colours
manipulating shades
who's in control?
me or the wheel?
who's work is it going to be?
mine or the wheel's?
looking for stars
finding voids
taking a break
working even harder
grasping for straws
touching nothing
trying to concentrate
getting distracted
starting to write
losing focus
delaying to another day
hoping for a better outcome
too much thinking
less feeling
pressured
to capture the day
the impressions
too fresh
lingering in the mind
clouding the judgement
this fixation on writing something
anything
that fits the days theme
... ... ...
wait a night
let it sink in
and then
look at it with fresh eyes
mind unclouded
and a lot to write about