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Body Art Sculpture 2024

Materials: Kirk Geiger shoes, jewels and bags, Metal, Fabric and mannequin base.

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Cloud view from Curbar Edge, Derbyshire Peak District. England.

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Dawn Start

Red sky in the morning, Sheppard's warning Of weather change and autumnal chill. From past Spring-times doves to Summers thrum ending. The Winter season - not yet here to instill Its pale bitter chill and empty field. The last of the warmer days - having their full fill.

Here, awake to watch the full sunrise, To hear the silence break with songs Of waking world and natures ties. I find within the peace, a gentle Hope belongs. Changes, yes, of Autumn kind, the end of the eternal Summer lie. To bask in the equinox and transform the mind, Heed call of the alchemisation, and be at One inside.

R. A. Sumner

(September 14, 2024)

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Photos of a night-walk near the Thames. London.

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Paper Silhouette: 'Beaming'

R.A.Sumner (2024-25)

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'Blue-Gold: Artist Self Portrait'

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Gate detail study of Riverton Place, London.

Charcoal and Paper

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'I: Artist Self Portrait' Print

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Summer

Drums beating, chanting chorus,

Summers welcome fest

As you feel the thermal wobble

And witness the heat mirage

You may find yourself boogieing, temperately,

Swaying in the midday heat

Friends are here, celebrating as druids to sun beats,

Music from light-years away.

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Rocks

There have been times in my life

Where I was attacked

By those who wished to break me.

Thrown rocks, hurled stones, spat words

To break my being.

Aiming to shatter the self like glass.

Thinking myself to be fragile

Malleable by bruising, or

Moldable through hate.

I walk along the shore

Eyes downwards

Stopping, reaching down, sifting,

Lifting up stones to admire.

Seeking smooth – rounded by ocean waves.

I observed the odd shaped, the mottled surfaced.

Peeking through Hag-stone holes out to Sea.

Protective charms to keep and

Loop onto twines of string over doorways

Keeping dark energies away.

It’s along mountain paths

 I find lichen covered boulders 

Life changing the rock-face:

Growing through fissures,

Knitting up cracks,

Nature's balm. A green bandage.

Among the craft tables,

Between some epoxy earrings and clay bowls,

Sits a painted round rock

plucked from the river bank far away.

A weight, but hold-able,

Beauty from nature,

And Understanding with time.

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