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  • Dyslexia – second image from a past exhibition.

    Not all dyslexia is the same whilst in consultation some people said that when reading certain letters seem to promote themselves whilst

    others sink into the background.This was the thinking behind this piece of work.

    lovesonbgcomputer generated

     The following piece of poetry ,T.S.Eliots Lovesong of J.Alfred Prufock,  was randomly selected

    as a starting point

    LOVESONGplain words

    These word were then modified to demonstrate to those without dyslexic tendencies what it would be like to actually cope with this phenomenon

    lovesong

    Finally the the black letters were removed a each letter converted into a coloured square to reveal the hidden pattern within the selected passage.

    Vowels in Dyslexia
    Vowels in Dyslexia

     original, created with ruling pen and acrylic paint

    image .size 15″ x 19″ (381mm x 483 mm)

    I have long been attracted to hidden shapes and patterns that exist all around us.

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  • Sunflower in the Cape

    sunflower in the cape

    A little brightness for the week-end

    A combination of styles

    coming together to form an interesting image “Namaste”

  • Edinburgh Fringe Old Town Mosaic

    fringe soundbites

    Night searches the streets, lanes and vennels of old Edinburgh, looking, searching for light to paint with shades darkness, revelers follow with steps of gaiety first words then laughter are heard only to be replaced by an inviting, enticing taunting, riff come join me, followed by another then another, until the old town is fragmented into a mosaic of bricks and sound.

    A moment of mirth, a memory is captured within a sphere of latex carried on the wind, tethered by some arcane actinic thread reflected from some hidden light source, escaping from a window like a thief into the cold night air.

    In the blink of an eye it will all be surrendered to the realm of light, and the old town, once more will dance to the rhythm and beat of a different drum.

  • And yet as an image it sings its own song.

    And yet as an image it sings its own song. Photograph by T.Adams

    The singer’s voice speaks,

    it is not essential to understand the words

    it is enough to be captured by the beauty of the sound , we stand transfixed in our own personal mindscape of the pitch, cadence, rhythm,

    Oh! – The simplicity of vibration.

    As a child whistling with my brother amazed at the distortion created when the two frequencies clashed what an experience existing yet spawned by neither of us.

    This image is offered to as a homage to that, which does not exist but is there,

    Without light the word is not visible, if the book remains closed, although that  inside which exists it is not seen.

    And yet as an image it sings its own song.

  • New page added to tadams.org pichers from an exhibition ( http://tadams.org/pictures-from-an-exhibition/ )

    New page added to my to web presence showing pictures for my forth coming exhibition.

    Paintings 2

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