World Artist Network
Category: Art and Photography

A few of you may have noticed my absence from the blogs as of late. I still read quite a few of the posts, but I have been quite busy and unable to post practically anything myself.

But here is why...

For the last few months I have been working to form a non-profit organization dedicated to the development of the Arts. The idea started with a group right here on MySpace, the World Artist Network. This group has been around for almost 3 years and as it grew into a wonderful community of artists from all forms of ..painting, writing, sculpture, crafts, etc) the mod at that time and I saw potential for much more.

"Artists have a special role to play in the global struggle for peace. At their best, artists speak not only to people; they speak for them. Art is a weapon against ignorance and hatred, and an agent of public awareness. Art opens new door for learning, understanding, and peace among people and nations."

                                                                                    Kofi Annan        

From the experience of networking with so many different artists we realized of two main areas in which expanding seemed the next logical step.

On one side, the learning experience of sharing art with one another across the group enriched each artist not only in their technical skills, but in their ability to express themselves to others about their work. At the same time, being able to connect to other artists created a social network that brought support, encouragement and the will to keep creating. But all this was limited to MySpace.

On the other side, we saw how difficult it was for artists to gain exposure of their work. And even though MySpace attracts a large populous, art directors, galleries, collectors, editorials and other venues do not look for emerging artists on MySpace as much as they would through more traditional methods.

So we decided we would provide artists with more ways to connect to one another and continue learning from one another by creating artist-to-artist workshops, gallery hopping days in which to share observations about art, and some more relaxed reunions to encourage networking. We also decided to help artists reach those venues of exposure. We had our first group exhibit in the summer of 2007, and we are working to form a portfolio with our artists' works to help them reach more exhibition spaces, editorials, etc.

We also understood that for if Art could be widely related to People, then much of inspiration would be born. A better understanding of the role of Art could help in the contemporary world, therefore we decided that a receptive audience would be that much more enriching to the process and we created education programs to reach out into the community and help people learn about Art.

After all this process we took on creating a website that could help artists network not only with one another but with galleries, events, competitions, world and art news, etc. And we incorporated the World Artist Network as an official non-profit to be able to reach out.

I would like to invite you to check our website and our MySpace group (please keep in mind it is still a project under development) and join us for a great learning experience as well as an intelligent and art oriented network of many talented people.

http://groups.myspace.com/WAN3 - WAN Group on MySpace

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The Beacon
Category: Writing and Poetry

The Beacon

Closed handful of storm

against the lite cheek of light.

This afternoon will not have the collar of joy of my laughter

nor the horizon shall sweeten with an edge of blue.

Weakening, ardent is the skin from lightening

over the rippled mass of the sea.

In the drawing of Doré

I am a soul awaiting the last boat

and clenching in its hand the silent and pure sleep

that will have for the captain the value of a silver coin.

I am to wait for you beyond life,

beyond the air and the thirst.

The hope of seeing you arrive

shall mitigate the fog, this darkness.

And at the bow of the boat dressed of shadow

a fulgurating embroidery of silk,

my stubborn daydream shall thread for the night of your transition

the five delicate petals of a star.

© Valerie Jones 2008

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La Promesse
Category: Writing and Poetry

La Promesse

All the gold of the world seemed

diluted in the luminous evening!

A crepuscule of rose barely

the crowns of the trees tinted.

Bother me not with impetuous rhetoric;

our primeval longing cannot be traced

with chalk maps on foreign sidewalks.

We were Booz and Ruth to the beautiful

era that encircled the farmstead!

Cobblestone streets and lamplighters,

pots of clay in an Arabian market -

I was, and we were. In the webs

of a soft rain I fell and in His arms,

caught, surrendered to stay.

"Will you love me?," He murmured. Slowly and gravely

vibrated in my lips the tender promise

of the sweet, the loving Moabite.

Moro caravans and traditions of tied hands,

Caspian horses riding on endless dunes -

I was, and we were. Inconspicuously immersed

in the tenderness of His touch I sighed

and a unison eternity kept us in each others' eyes.

And it was as an Amen! in that instant

the touch of a prayer that raised vibrantly

the rhythmical bell of the hermitage.

© Valerie Jones 2008

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Roots
Category: Writing and Poetry

Roots

© 2007 Valerie Jones

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Causal Nexus
Category: Writing and Poetry

Causal Nexus

I philosophy re-conceiving

the very nature of knowledge

in the cocoa of my thinking process

while the clouds dishevel upon skyscrapers.

The imperceptible movement

of the machinery of ideas moves forward

and runs refuting the advocates of matter -

- Common satisfaction becomes undermined

by our ordinary way of looking at the world,

as alternative conceptual frameworks turn

into the gears of unanimous innovation.

© Valerie Jones 2007

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zuo by hit
Category: Writing and Poetry

zuo by hit

it is time in my mind --

and it keeps rolling and it slides

mary go rounds of tattle tales

and when the horse breaks

the body lays, lifeless

spirals of secrets confided --

mayhems drowning in non beliefs

just bring your soul to the carnival

we are all having fun, don't wait

for the kids to tell you to come

boys in the desert, the moon down here

breaking, feeling so small in the dunes

we were never here, but I saw it all

-- the crime was inflicted, none convicted --

just bring your soul to the carnival

bet you didn't know, your life was so small

you can consume and consume, and time

keeps rolling. Dream a little dream

it might just keep you going

when the horse breaks

© Valerie Jones - 2007

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Zorn’s Lemma
Category: Writing and Poetry

Zorn's Lemma

Choice is a most outrageous concept

for the liberty of thought is limited

to the level of consciousness and the aim

of inconspicuous, unconscious complexities.  

History has been tainted with ignorant indictments

and solutions of a few with consequences for all.

Liberty of choice is limited --------------------

to the level of ground that falls under our feet.

Choice is an idiosyncrasy, a meta-philosophical ideal

 - the elegant elephant in a room of floundering realities -

limited to the level of weight carried upon your shoulders

and compressed in a flower bed of inanimate discordance.

© Valerie Jones ~ 2007

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Khoda!
Category: Writing and Poetry

Khoda!

As long as you are on me

I'll keep on burning blisters

- the roses and loses were uneven -

Will you find me when your demons

come after, and shield me from the laundry scene…

A boy, in the void, sharpening blades

and it all resumes to accidental cuts;

beds of steel, can't forget things you've never said -

and no other will get a taste of this weakness.

God knows I've thrown away the greys

laughing at the trickster who tried

to show me moves of tango and waltz.

Say hello to the bags in the living room…

And as I throw the line, none picks up again

guess it's me and me again, and I thought

I wouldn't have to be without you.

And sometimes I breathe you in -

is this the way up, or the way down?

because getting to know these days alone

seems to only count towards chasing hell

- the roses and loses were uneven -

© by Valerie Jones 2007

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Not Cut for the Press
Category: Writing and Poetry

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~ Sanctuary ~
Category: Writing and Poetry

~ Sanctuary ~

As the sun rose at Ulam
a sly sound emerged from the depths
and with her palms open towards the Heavens
She caressed His earth-bound face

The stone laid by the hand of the Mason
shook, and the pillars of emerald and gold
that held the Primitive Garden crumbled.

The broad and lazy path adorned with serene orchids
ground, as devil romped ranting.

Survivors of earlier conceptions,
inner sanctuaries held in Orichalcum vessels;

She gathered them around the Great Court
from all the Chambers, into Her Temple
to welcome the coming of purple horizons.

© by Valerie Jones, 2007

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