you can quote me on this.............

.................a realistic painting is a familiar abstract!

an afterthought..............

..............peace
..............and victory over your demons!

so then II............

.............i'm an impartial observer then
.............a recorder of events and the facts
.............though the truth is hard to reveal
.............but we get there in the end

.............don,t we readers

.............thank you for today, goodbye. xxx

titles for paintings III..........

............self destructive and confused
............out of control
............and finally get things in perspective again.

titles for paintings II.............

............woman at a window
............no net curtains, and
............foul humping buttocks

so then...........

...........i am an eclectic all rounder

titles for paintings...........

..............it looks like
..............a silence, no radio, and it is good!
..............the colored shadow of my hand
..............the black and orange guitar
..............and finally.....studio with mother and child.

sex...........

..........sex is dirty,
..........sex is fowl,
..........sex will make your
..........daughters howl.

material source for movie

...........typed recentblog work narrated
...........is the start
...........illustrated with past artworks
...........whilst not on any medication, drink or drugs.
...........start of mania


..........movies and stills on camera
..........includes paintings
..........is the middle
..........start of sex mania
.........start of introduction of medication


.........neo-cubist black and orange paintings
.........correct medication
.........is the end
.........stable condition
.........music eric satie

                  -----------------------------

THE HOUSE OF MANIA..............

..............PROPOSALS FOR A FILM..............

.........CLOCKWORK CURSE...

IS WHAT THE FILM ISCALLED AND IT WILL BE ABOUT MY RECENT ACENT INTO MANIA AND PAST ABILITY TO BE A MANIC BLOGGER
AND GAIN A PRESENT AUDIENCE OF 30,OOO HITS TO DATE ON BLOGGER+.

THE FILM TO DATE HAS BEEN SHOT ON A HAND HELD OLYMPUS
MOVIE AND STILLSCAMERA AND ALREADY IMAGES HAVE BEEN DOWN LOADED TO MYCOMPUTER FOR EDITING. MUSIC AND NARRATION TO BE ADDED. SCENES INCLUDE SELF NUDITY AND EROTIC PAINTINGSOF WOMEN AND MORE RECENT ABSTRACT WORK, AND THE REAWAKENING AND FINDING OF  MY OWN NEO-CUBISTSTYLE OF PAINTING.

.........PLEASE STAY TUNED FOR A SYNOPSIS OF THE MOVIE.................

........................A CLOCKWORK CURSE.................................

..............................BY DAVID FRASER SCOTT.......................................

...................................MAY DAY 2016...................................................

yellow introduction

yellow is the colour of my soul, and yours too. yellow, chrome yellow, is the colour of our children, though they are blue. yellow, chrome yellow is thecolour of this novel, yellow is the colour of this book.
        yellow is the colour of the gods, if you'll only look, just look.
            yellow is the colour of this work of how we get to other planets, from here to there.
       narcissus then, a Daffodil. look in the mirror, arn,t you cute, just stare. do you not want to live forever! pass on your genes, be reborn, go to heaven, the never never! 
       yellow is thecolour of march in england , the Daffodil, the astrological sign of pisces, winners through and through!
       yellow is the colour of intergalactic space travel for our tomorrows,
our children then it's waiting for them and you. hold your breath try not to cough and hold onto your hats for weare off then, we areoff, we are off..........................!

PROJECT NARCISSUS............

..........A SCIENCE FICTION NOVEL FOR CHILDREN...........
                                   BY
                     DAVID FRASER SCOTT

                  COMMENCED    MAY 2016

okay........

.........so you have a spacecraft small and compact with air and lights in it run by batteries and the daffodils are in it in sweet smelling compost. spliced into the daffodils is full bodied human D.N.A.  painless! you set the space craft in motion with a destany and let the ALIENS pick it up on the other side. then they MAKE the babies......babies.......babies.........and more babies. but you've gotta have water aswell! canit be done! think on then, i mean lots of space craft, an ARMADA of em!

fascination.........

...........does anyone share my fascination with the Daffodil?........
1/3 of our D.N.A. is the same as this plant's.................................
and i'm writing a children's book on how Daffodil's are going to get us to other planets! What do you think?

sunlight..........

........well today in my part of the world it has been a happy bright summers day and it was simply speaking........................................

Talking to the sunlight whilst walking through the sunlight...........

a bit of a verbal illusion then and i have done a painting of it too!

I STOLE........

..........a steak and ate it raw. i stole a steak and wanted more..........

wild beast..........

...........is what i become when not on medication. a wild beast is what i become, when denied food and mastication! 

title........PISS ARTIST.........

he'll die on drink,
he'll bust his gut,
he's cursed by God,
he's in a rut.

there's nothing here,
except labour and beer'
he's down, he's down on his luck,
there's no escape 'cept' for a temporary fuck.

......there then follows another 7 verses before the poem ends
with the following verse........

A brilliant artist he used to be,
but now it's purely piss,
life's driven him to it you see,
so let him be drunk,when death comes
to give him his kiss!

and so the book goes.this book "THE VENUS EFFECT" forms the first chapter to the grand finished work "THE PULLING TOGETHER AND BINDING" wich consists of two other long chapters, "LOOSE CANNON" and "VICTORY FOR A VOICE" wich includes the self recognition of the developement af a mental illness, namely BI-POLAR DISORDER.

look out for these works in the book shops over the next coming moths and years! thankyou!

the book ends......

.....well enough but relatively Godless. but there is an inkling of something not of this world that is that is a definate YES in a second book a more extended version of the same events entitled "LOOSE CANNON" and so the first book ends like this............

"James and Kate have new dreams now, when william is ready to fly the nest, they will be seeking a new home in which to live. James is beggining to recieve good money for his paintings. Kate brings in lump sums with her guitar playing that last them months. Life for them has happened. they will have existed. Their 15 minutes garanteed, garanteed in cool brittania, land of the free , where love can blossom.

THE END

their now follows another poem that shows how they struggled at times.........

opening chapter..........

............and so it starts........

" For the past thirty years or so i have kept diaries of my life, and the life of my friends interweaved with historical events of the time. now as i turn 50 i feel that i should share some of this writing with a public. The diaries were kept in usual descriptive prose, but more often than not, at moments of insight and inspiration large tracts of the material burst into poetic verse...............

and so it goes!

Prose then.......

.........the book starts in London in 1980, and is about two heterosexual lovers the birth of a child and the three of them's struggle to have a worthwhile existence, a pleasant life and a hope of longetivity and natural conclusion without the interference of a religion.................

title:- the two of them again.......

raven dark was her pubic hair,
lit by the moon, he did more than stare.
cream white her belly slim,
she did more than let him in.

an amulet she had around her neck,
that rested,with thrusts, about her chest.
that strangely at the moment of their pleasure release,
did break and fall to her belly crease.

.......and so follows another 5 verses as the lovers conjugate their reunion until this the final verse...........

deep dark raven black windless night,
like the woman's womanhood now out of sight.
deep and dark his dreams became,
as he fell asleep and called an end to their temporary fame.

and so the writings to this slim volume goes.........

so then........

.........excerpts of poetry from the unexpurgated, as yet unpublished illustrated book....."THE VENUS EFFECT" by david fraser scott....thankyou!