23.9.05 | Introducing the all new singin' an' dancin' Saturnynes Lounge!
Helloooo and welcome back good sirs and ladies. Please, let me guide you around The New Lounge!
Perhaps the first thing you may notice is the ever pretty Eye of Sauron thingy, sitting all scarily in the background there like a mad uncle... nicked it from the hubble telescope archives we did... Over on the right *waves hand expansively* is a lovely lovely Nautilus shell, carefully placed to show off something symbolic and analogous (Is that a real word, btw?) exactly what, I have no idea yet. But it looks most attractive. Underneath that is the linkage, all nicely alphabetized. If yer names not on it, then mebbe you need to send me nice wine and chocolate as bribery.
Above that is the "Stalkers Section" wherein all you bloggers and bloggerettes can find out extra stuff about me and what i've been dancing badly to on my iPod (I have in fact invented a new dance style, which i proudly call "The Cretin Hop"). Do try not to drool too much here, btw... after all -i've just had the place re-decorated. I don't want pools of goo lying around in the corners, y'know!
And dahn at the bottom is the copyrights and credits and wotnot. Wherein you learn who made all of this possible, but not the price of bribery. Personally, i think i got a pretty gooood deal!
That's all for this first post of the New Saturnyne Millenium. Now go comment or face the wrath of my otters!
21.9.05 | While we await my imminent return...
Which will be in a matter of days (Apologies for the delay bollocks, dear reader)
Here are two of my favourite pictures to while away the time between
It may be a cliche to love Van Gogh and his sunflowers, but fuuuck- have you ever seen them? They really are something to behold... the one shown here is, i think, based in London. I saw it once, when i was a child. Captivating. The painting came into my view and i was held there, spellbound. It was like all time itself had held its breath, or ceased to be. So vibrant! So wonderful! Then my view was blocked by some tossy adult standing in front of me and waxing lyrical to his lady companion about how much he knew about art. And of course the conversation wasn't even really about art, but about his desire to get her into bed...
Years later i discovered the story behind the paintings. I shan't bore you with repeating the details here, but needless to say, they were made with the kind of passion few have known. Are all artists mad as hatters? Consumed by their fervour? From the many biographies i've read while studying art history, i would say yes, (except for Salvador Dali. He was a total faker). And Van was perhaps the maddest, not to mention saddest, of them all...
This next painting is by a Mr Klimt. He's a bit good at pash as well, is Mr Klimt. Entitled "The Kiss" the young couple enraptured by each other, in the throes of first love, perhaps? Surely it must be so, look at all the shininess and colours! nothings yet been leached out of their love by years of knowing one another, accredited indifference... Meanwhile a precipice hangs around like an allegory! Or an awkward younger brother needing a bribe to leave the room...
So... when exactly is this new blog thingy going to arrive, you ask?
This week. Weekend at latest. Just finishing off the title, we are. Also the picture and blurb.
Ah, the light at the end of the tunnel draws near... And such stories i have for the telling!
PS: These pics are dedicated to Yoli. Who happens to be a bit lovely. =}