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Patrick Burke
1998 Open Gallery Scarborough, solo show2002 East Coast Open Art ExhibitionScarborough Art Gallery, group show ,2002 Crescen Arts Gallery Group show scarborough, 2003 Scarborough Art Gallery solo show, 2003 Glasgow Solo Show Art House, 2003 Leeds Open Art show “Here in centre frame, there’s only air” My strong desire to paint increases by the day, some nights I can not sleep, my mind still working overtime. It is nice when the painting takes over, Surrendering yourself to art, then coming back. When I paint I am at most alive, my mind becomes flooded with peace, divine thoughts of calm a spontaneous flow. my fulfilment of joy. A oneness of love, love and peace, peace with nature, nature wants peace, our wisdom is nature. Beauty of the painting. Paintings of light-light as the source of all life and energy, as it is of all colours. Forces of unconscious inspiration. I produce paintings that are based towards abstraction. My work has no direct association with any particular visual experience. Every shape becomes an organic entity. Inviting the multiplicity of associations inherent in all living things, Unique elements in a unique situation. Line and colour begin to take on an independent existence. Lines break away creating dynamism and setting up rhythms, which act and interact across the surface. Colour alone expresses form. In terms of flat planes parallel to the picture surface, hovering in a indeterminate space. Objects and landscapes are no longer lit from an outside source: the light comes from the colour itself , vivid spectrums refresh the senses move with internal freedom, without need to conform with or to violate what is probable in the familiar world. Consciousness, hardly aware of itself beyond the will to live. My work is influenced by intimate human emotions, The paintings of Mark Rothko The Words of Anne Frank, and the amazing energy we call life. Here are some of my poems Storm in thy mind Alone with the sky In thy arms of nature Great Sorrow in body helplessness in mind storm of struggle from all reason Screams From History's past Try to keep afloat In deep tones of anguish a swirling mass For we may not touch them not No, we may not stop the cruelty We may not stop the hatred of our yesterday For the victims of the holocaust Humanity failed in a catastrophic way Alone with the sky In thy arms of nature patrick burke 2003 Sleeping in blue Canvas upon wood, I to you Tone upon tone, give me reason heart and soul, body and mind Awaken, eyes open, mind in complex thought Somewhere so far away from here look and explore the picture plane of colour , they run to you, an open door to an open mind flat forms destroy illusion and reveal truth my attempt to escape from evil. In melancholy and loneliness canvases of colours call for your companionship Time on this world so out of joint from the nothing into the infinite look to you as you do they among sadness of history, of war tones weep from the hart and soul sleeping in blue,heartbreaking words from 1942 dreaming of abstract painting into the arms of reason gazing into the infinite this unknown, the very reason to be. something that has always been inside the soul of my maker, the unexplainable feeling to express, I take your companionship and frame it, then take shape into your eyes expanding, I see you for the first time, I see you so far away somewhere so far away from here. patrick burke 2003 Minutes from somewhere else. Can you still feel the butterflies did you see the sun. it's shining. Here you can be anything Your sky now always deep blue. Here in centre frame, there's only air there is a lovely breeze, just for you. What you wished for will someday come true. Can you still hear daddy's last goodnight. Minutes from somewhere else. I close my eyes and believe, believe he’s with you. Anne I believe, wherever you are the hopes that you carried fell into our hearts and live on. Painting and words for Anne Frank patrick burke 2003 NOWHERE LAND For the nowhere land Safe at last Into the darkness The nowhere land for the nowhere souls To find the reason Sound asleep In thy seat of thy innermost emotion Souls of the past, screaming into living day light Living day light women Comes the sadness In centre frame now only the shame From past stolen life do try to find reason Calls in confusion Why never to return again Life finished from the darkened room Falling twisting torsos Scratching the walls Don’t let me go this way I so want to stay To be free To see the sky again Watch the poring rainfall against the windowpane Why oh why Did this happen so? Please oh please Tell me we have to know patrick burke 2003 | |||||
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