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The Pig’s Arms warmly welcomes the return of Lehan Winifred Ramsay
At first in my dreams I found all the people and all the moments that I had lost, and I felt despair. But they came back night after night, each plot new and yet connected to the others. I realized that all these people and moments were now mine forever, and were performing only for me. They can never do better or worse than they have already done, but they are forced to stay with me in these dreams. And I can move on.
Window Dresser's Arms, Pig & Whistle 
I think this is one of your best paintings to date, Lehan… Gorgeous colors!
🙂
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When I recently moved house again I was surprised to find myself visited in dreams by people as far flung as my ambitions were scattered to the winds when I first came to Bordertown. Although I didn’t think of it as being visited by people, but rather laboured by dreams, and I didn’t really have a hook for a sense of loneliness about me when I woke and went back to making sense of where I was anew. I placed more and more emphasis on my house interior, seeking its square corners to be filled with square objects and so on… my continuing experience for a while was of some very unsatisfactory hours when rest might have been a haven. I am really moved by your new piece Lehan and even more particularly that now I have a great red and angry infected skin lesion. Spooky and reassuring. 🙂
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Nice to see you return , Lehan
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They’re making lists of people interested in this!
Not surprising really, because if you can come through Lehan, reinvent yourself when all looked at its most bleak, yours is the world and everything in it.
The face gives it away Lehan. That vaguely Gioconda smile just screams, just wait! You aint seen nothing yet!
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By George, Waz, I think you’ve got it!
I saw the mystery bit in the face but couldn’t quite place it!
Thanks for placing it for me -and for Lehan and the others, of course!
Good to see your mind making a presence here, as well, mate!
I am very happily happy, indeedy!
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HYHRJ1kpPU4
Michael Franks, Eggplant. While this is for Lehan, none the less there’s a touch of the Greek in the title just for you Mou. You’ll both get the ref, on listening.
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…maybe it’s the scallions
Maybe she’s Italian…
Raw eggplant with mayonnaise…
I… I’m not sure, waz. I know we mediterraneans eat scallions raw but eggplant? With mayo?
Can’t see myself going there…
Maybe I’ll have, instead, a pear!
Or a peach, if I dare!
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Listening to the Michael Franks clip. That Giaconda smile ….. an excellent take ON Lehan’s painting. Great to have you both back !
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Delightful stuff, Lehan!
An intriguing face in an intriguing sea of mystery!
Love it!
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Cognito ergo sum. Pingo ergo sum. (According to The Web that means “I paint”)
Is that cog attached to anything? The difference between forging ahead and spinning your wheels.
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Or should that be Pingas ergo es.
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Cogito, darling, cogito! Cogito ergo sum!
And yes, the Pingo ergo sum is correct. I paint, therefore I am
I used to delude myself with δῶς μοι πᾶ γραφω καὶ τὰν γᾶν κινάσω (Give me a place to write and I shall move the earth) mutating Archimides’ δῶς μοι πᾶ στῶ καὶ τὰν γᾶν κινάσω (Give me a place to stand and I shall move the earth)
Oh, those days of deluded exhilaration!
As for the first, I used to also love to say, “cogitus interruptus” and “coitus interruptus.”
Latin’s funny. O tempora! O mores!
Smart arses from the Latin Dept. used to say to me, in disbelief, Plenus stercoris es Georgio!
To which I used to respond, Quisque comoedus est!
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According to Google Translate, Socates said “Give me a BAC whether or when gan kinase”. Can you explain this? Is it a difference between Ancient Greek and Modern Greek or are you really a Liverpudlian washerwoman with a penchant for dolmades?
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Darling. 🙂
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Bugger and damn!
Curses and swear words!
Liver and kidney excreta!
You’ve found my true identity!
Google lies, sweetie. Just to catch spies who spy upon Liverpudlian washerwomen with penchant for dolmades and kourabiethes!
My old mate, Soc wouldn’t have the faintest what a SAC is and as for Kinase, he’d refer you to his mate, Hippocrates who’d sacrifice a pigeon to Asclepius, the god of medicine.
Either that, or ask you to read Aristophanes’ “Plutos.”
Soc had said many things, some of them totally outrageous but his most oft quoted utterance is, “All I know is that I know nothing,” which was part of his reasoning for the oracles’ utterance that he is the wisest man alive. “Perhaps,” the wise man said, “the oracle knew that I know that I know nothing and that is what makes me wise.”
I gotta make some more kourabiethes now! (Getting fatigued with this now)
Sweetheart!
🙂
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Oh, you mean “Socates,” not “Socrates!”
Ah! That explains it. Socates had a speech impediment. Used to think he was born before his time. No one understood a word he ever said. Ever! Including now.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=12MEYp7IzAU
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I’ll have some of whatever you’re on Jules 🙂
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Oh, laddie!
I always knew it!
You’re still a toddler!
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I was introduced to this character by my grandson, and I learnt to sing along with it. It is quite hypnotic and soporific——after singing it ten times in a row.
And it makes as much sense as your exchange with Voix.
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Yes, yes, I have to admit. My exchange with Voix is far too intellectual for toddlers, particularly those who like to sing themselves to soporificdom!
Ten times in a row, you say?
In nomine patris et filii et spiritus sancti… εἰς τὸ ὄνομα τοῦ Πατρὸς καὶ τοῦ Υἱοῦ καὶ τοῦ Ἁγίου Πνεύματος.
Zeus, I implore you: help our laddie!
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@ Emmjay.
I thought that linguistically it fitted with, “Cognito ergo sum. Pingo ergo sum”
Well the pingo (Piggle) bit. AND I’m proud to say that I learnt to sing along to some of the other strories that had slight variations of the main theme music.
My little grandsons round eyes and visage hereaux, were enough to keep me singing it.
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Now you mention it, I see it could well do.
Ah, the time to enjoy the grandkid’s laugh. Sounds marvellous. Yesterday, Jules I visited Emmlet 1 at the significant other’s farm up in New England. It was a lovely time – but it reminded me that now I am in that family hiatus where the kids are barely grown up with their own partners and (hopefully) it’s some time off yet that the grand kids might arrive. So I have no particular role just now. On the one hand I enjoy the comparative freedom, but miss the engagement.
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I need a watch. I’m enjoying not having a mobile phone, but I don’t know the time. And I’m going to catch some buses, so I need a watch.
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A belief that buses follow their timetable. The very definition of optimism! Things must be looking up.
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That’s a relief.
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Vivienne. Have you considered getting a gravatar? Stuffed olive?
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Someone told me how to do it ages ago but I forget how to. Can you help Voice?
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gravatar.com (It’s just a question of knowing the word ‘gravatar’ I think, then google)
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Checked it out. My name is not available.
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You’re kidding me. Right?
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Might need to add a number to the end Vivienne. The gravatar is based on the email address. Someone took Algernon beform me so I added 1 to it and I was fine. All I do now is delete the 1 when I post.
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More Vivienne’s around than one would think. I’m pondering on what I might do.
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To be honest, after you comments the other day I was wondering if you were just winding me up, Vivienne. So please forgive me if this is obvious; it’s impossible to tell what someone at the other end of a web page already knows. If you can’t get a satisfactory result by fiddling about, you can always get rid of the gravatar so you’ve lost nothing.
Press the “Get your gravatar today” button on gravatar.com and follow the process through. Appending a number to your name is the most common solution for your user name.
Like Algy says, it doesn’t really matter what name you choose as when you make a comment you can set it to Vivienne. But you can set your display name (a name that will be shown when you login instead of your user name) at http://en.gravatar.com/profiles/edit#about-you
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A gravitar…pour vous.
http://www.google.com.au/imgres?imgurl=http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/50509_60851395277_6684806_n.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.facebook.com/pages/VIVIAN-The-Young-Ones-Els-Joves/60851395277&h=153&w=200&sz=8&tbnid=Dug7nXuokFbfiM:&tbnh=90&tbnw=118&prev=/search%3Fq%3Dvivien%2Bthe%2Byoung%2Bones%26tbm%3Disch%26tbo%3Du&zoom=1&q=vivien+the+young+ones&usg=__XeJ77O-O-DNj6dB-Hhm1oaaXWyU=&sa=X&ei=_P8cTrjXOurfmAXwhcDTBw&ved=0CCsQ9QEwBA&dur=1378
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Here goes.
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Got an apostrophe wrong above. Viviennes.
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Do the Gravatar people have a strange sense of humour. It rejected heaps of chosen passwords as not sufficiently secure etc. So in desperation I entered ‘ihateliberals’ and was accepted.
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lol 🙂 Great gravatar Viv
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We speak highly of you :)…And don’t have any hate in our bodies…Only love 🙂
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I thought it was way too long to be accepted and expected another rejection. Now I am stuck with that password.
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That (excepting our Jules) is because your password is both fair and true !
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A 29-year old woman who hates Liberals! (But loves olives!)
Well, I NEVER!!!
🙂
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I wish it was true. After being rejected on Vivienne 0, 1 etc, I just jumped to the birthday of daughter no2. I am not splodgy as the photo shows on enlargement. All photos of me seem to come out weird especially those with a flash camera and when out in the open I squint too much. I might change it to one when I was closer to 29 !!
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Vivienne wrote, “I wish it was true. After being rejected on Vivienne 0, 1 etc, I just jumped to the birthday of daughter no2. I am not splodgy as the photo shows on enlargement. All photos of me seem to come out weird especially those with a flash camera and when out in the open I squint too much. I might change it to one when I was closer to 29 !!”
I thought that the picture may have been one of your daughters 🙂 xx
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VL – too too kind of you. The photo is me – a couple of years ago, but near enough. I am a little bit over 60.
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“ihateliberals” like it! Like it a lot!. Like the gravatar too vivienne
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There can never be cogs on l’horologue but do exist in l’horloges. Thanks Lehan, hope the cogs will move forward but keep the spring wound up. I remember my first watch, given when I was 8 or so.Wanted so desperately people to ask me the time. No one did, so I asked the time myself and kept looking at my watch…
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“Dreamtime.” Sometimes it’s better than real-time. Hopes are dreams too.
That reminds me: Bob Hope: Thanks for the memories.
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Cogs are great. We use them to climb hills we couldn’t otherwise climb. They allow our puny legs to push a bike along at a frightening pace.
And in an engine, they allow us to change the speed that we go around and around in circles. Or we can change the direction of rotation, or we can turn a force at right angles.
And we have straight cut and helical cogs. But the teeth are not the kind that need to see a dentist from time to time. Speaking of which, can there be an analogue horologue that has no COGS ?
Or can it be merely the Cost of Goods Sold ?
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Thanks, Big Cog.
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Thanks, Lehan, bloody gorgeous!!
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