R & D: Hypothesis Testing
Over 1200 paintings made purely as experiments have been edited down to about 60 works for the website. All the artworks were made with either Japan paper, white card stock, or watercolor paper with mixed media or on canvas.
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Raw Materiél for Timeless Presence 1 of 6
We can’t go on together With suspicious minds And we can’t build our dreams On suspicious minds Oh let our love survive Or dry the tears from your eyes Let’s don’t let a good thing die When honey, you know I’ve never lied to you Mmm yeah, yeah We’re caught in a trap I can’t walk out Because I love you too much baby.
- Suspicious Minds, Elvis Presley -
Ten to the Minus Forty-Four Power of a Second II
Life’s too short to make a mistake Let’s think of each other and hesitate Young and impatient we may be There’s no need to act foolishly If we part our hearts won’t forget it Years from now we’ll surely regret it.
- Give Me Just A Little More Time, Chairmen of the Board -
Ten to the Minus Forty-Four Power of a Second I
Life’s too short to make a mistake Let’s think of each other and hesitate Young and impatient we may be There’s no need to act foolishly If we part our hearts won’t forget it Years from now we’ll surely regret it.
- Give Me Just A Little More Time, Chairmen of the Board -
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Cryptochromic Down-Conversion Axons On-Demand
That’s great! It starts with an earthquake, Birds and snakes, an aeroplane; Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn. World serves its own needs, don’t mis-serve your own needs. Speed it up a notch, speed, grunt, no strength. The ladder starts to clatter with fear of fight, down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games In a government for hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn’t coming in a hurry With the furies breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered crop. Look at that low plane! Fine, then. Uh oh, overflow, population, common group, But it’ll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the rev-‘rent in the right, right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light; Feeling pretty psyched.
- It's The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine), REM -
InGaAs Inextinguishable Instität
This truck needs a half tank These wheels need a two lane This radio needs three songs to play To get me ‘cross town to you That dress needs a slip-off That hair needs to come down Friday nights need to do What Friday nights need to do That’s the truth Yeah birds need bees and ice needs whiskey Boys like me need girls like you to kiss me Fishin’ in the dark needs nitty gritty Under that pale moon.
- Knockin Boots, Luke Bryan -
Arrow of Increasing Correlations
Back and forth across the sea I have chased so many dreams But I have never felt a grace That I have felt in your embrace I was tired and I was cold Yeah, with a hunger in my soul When it almost seemed too much I see your face and sense the grace And feel the magic of your touch.
- Lay Your Hands On Me, Thompson Twins -
Cryptochromic Down-Conversion Axons On-Demand II
You see it all around you Good lovin’ gone bad And usually it’s too late when you Realize what you had And my mind goes back to a girl I left Long years ago who told me Just hold on loosely But don’t let go If you cling too tightly You’re gonna lose control Your baby needs someone to believe in And a whole lot of space to breathe in It’s so damn easy When your feelings are such To overprotect her To love her too much.
- Hold On Loosely, 38 Special -
c² = 89,875,517,873,681,800 m²/s² (Sub-Group: SUGRA)
Been walking my mind to an easy time, my back turned towards the sun. Lord knows when the cold wind blows it’ll turn your head around. Well, there’s hours of time on the telephone line to talk about things to come. Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground.
- Fire and Rain. James Taylor -
Hagedorn Color Confinement
Devil and the deep blue sea behind me Vanish in the air, you’ll never find me I will turn your face to alabaster Then you’ll find your servant is your master.
- Wrapped Around Your Finger, The Police