I’m at war with my peripheral vision,
The Plateriot
Hello,
I am entering an art contest sponsored by ArtsPartners of Central Illinois, Sky Art Peoria. Sky Art Peoria puts the work of local artists on Adams Outdoor 48’ x 14’ billboards that can be seen by thousands of local residents.
I can submit up to 3 images, so am enlisting your assistance in selecting the 3 best you feel have a chance to win.
If you click on each image below, it will open an enlarged version of it, then simply click outside the image to return to the blog. Write down, then communicate back the image numbers for your 3 favorites.
To respond, you can click a social media icon below the last image, or use the email form. After you click submit on the form, it will hyperlink within my website to the section on my newly released novel, The Kite and the Coin Toss. Please check it out!
Thank you very much for your time and I hope you enjoy the images!
Regards,
Ron Swan
…the shot heard ‘round the world and started the American rEvolution
My second novel, The Kite and the Coin Toss is now available at the following places online…and more.
The story heard around the world,
The Kite and the Coin Toss
started
the American rEvolution.
How much are you willing to pay for freedom?
…one step closer!
Don’t let the freedom of America become a lost idea, a memory.
CRICKETS AND COWBELLS
Crickets and Cowbells is the closest I will probably ever get to writing lyrics for a country song.
I intended a dark Stephen King-like play on twisting perspectives. The first half of which would have you believe it were lyrics to a country song about young love...two young lovers enjoying a sunny summer day in the country.
The chorus gives the first hint of the reality of the scene portrayed.
They may have been two young lovers, but in the second half of the song, you learn they would only wish they were enjoying a sunny summer day in the country.
KEEP YOUR PROMISE
“Wrapped by your mother, given on your birthday, you are a gift to the world...
keep your promise.”
— rAveNswAn
IN TIME YOU WILL FIND ME
Started off with some George Carlin-like fun ended with words within words.
ADAEDA
In my thus far pathetic efforts to learn to play guitar, I came across a series of guitar chords, A, D, A, E, D and A, that form a basic blues guitar riff.
To me, it sounded like a woman's name, Adaeda, and naturally, as it was inspired by a riff, she has the blues.
FORTUITOUS FOR TWO OF US
Inspired by just another play on words...similar to "...'til ravens wane." and "'...til rAveNswAn," "Forlorn for Lauren" or "Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...Fill'd with death, ya pens'll hang ya."
I like finding words you can almost lay over each other and in a twisted and muffled way, they sound the same.
PLEASE SHOW ME YOUR WINGS
Two thought threads were sewn together to come up with this one. First, the concept of someone being "saved" by another, thus assuming the other to be an angel, then longing for proof.
The second thread, the cable downing Hell's elevator, manned by none other than Dante Alighieri.
Birden the albatross carries peoples' problems in a sack on his back. The load is heavy and he needs some help.
He tries to enlist help from many other birds he encounters, including a carrier pigeon and a carrion crow, but none will help him carry.
Finally, he receives a message from a man who wants his problem back. The man realized he needs to take responsibility for it, consequently lightening Birden's load.
(Akin to an Aesop's Fable)
YANG'S NOT SO DARK BUT SCARY STORY
Sequel to Yin's Dark and Scary Story
Yang, a baby polar bear, is afraid of the light because she cannot see herself.
Hear how she too is saved from her daydream nightmare by a white maned knight mare as told by the now familiar black and white hare who also happened to witness it there.
Yin, a baby black bear, is afraid of the dark because he cannot see himself.
Hear how he is saved from his nightmare by a black maned knight mare as told by the black and white hare who witnessed it there…
I’ve got no fight in me left
My song began with a “Trouble” Clef
But now it ends here with this rope…
Here with this rope around my neck
Not even a rope can save me
The story of my life
Is old noose now
No, not even a rope can save me
Unless…
