Alan Lee, Arthur Rackham, Joan Miro, Hieronymus Bosch, Frida Kahlo, Anais Nin, Dave McKean, Leonora Carrington, Man Ray, Neil Gaiman, Egon Shiele, Charles Vess, Mark Ryden, Edward Gorey, Susannah Clarke, The Brothers Quay, Tim Burton, J.R.R. Tolkien, Celtic illuminated manuscripts, Surrealism, Southeast Asian art and architecture, Tuareg metalwork and weaponry, Japanese calligraphy, Mexican folk art, Moorish architecture, Haida and Tlingit art, the Aztecs, Maya, Vikings, red winged blackbirds, swallows, ravens, peacocks, falcons and all birds of prey.
Music
tricky, azam ali, coil, goldfrapp, balkan beat box, bjork, nina simone, kate bush, lisa gerrard, katharine blake, fairuz, tom waits, natacha atlas, liz fraser, daniel ash, monica richards, faun fables, his name is alive, balkan, gamelan, flamenco, persian, celtic and turkish music.
Who I'd like to meet: Kestrel, also known to some as Neysa, has been creating art since she was a little girl. Her work includes paintings, drawings, photography,digital manipulations, collaged images, origami, knitwork, jewelry, and sculptures. Have a look at her etsy store, where you can purchase art directly from the person who made it! Click on the link below the images.
Thank you so much for your words of praise . . . and I do try to update the information on my page, so that you should feel free to wander by again . . . every now and then . . .
And this is an aerial view of Istanbul, the city of the world's desires . . .
I ain't found what I'm looking for I ain't found what I'm looking for now But I've found something And I'm going to change em
Keep on keepin' on yeah 'Till the fight is won Keep on keepin' on yeah 'Till the fight is won Alright
Can't remember such a bitter time The Boss says jump! The workers fall in line I'm not down, but I'm feeling low The whip us into line With the threat of the dole
Time & time when the workers rise The fightback's stabbed by a neat backstab & the papers lies Leaders lead us into blind retreat One by one we take the money Ten by ten we face defeat
Keep on keepin' on yeah 'Till the fight is won Keep on keepin' on yeah 'Till the fight is won Alright
The bosses make us pay for their crisis They blame us for daring to challenge things
There are blind alleys which bring to light woods of cedars and cypresses Rhymes people their fractures
There are blind alleys which bring to light streams of yews and argantrees Tongues shatter their angles
Burst their inner walls
And there Shadows blend in with the farandole of the cats
Fireflies Hold out against the time Colors Persist against the lime
Extend the dances
At the hands of phosphorus The multifracture The big expansionnist columns of the unscupulous numbers makers
There are blind alleys which conceal In secret under the pavement Beds of forget-me not and hibiscus Of cool sources Lairs of skin perfumes Of witching armies tuning their nerves Right quintes Under the eclat of their naked skins Their spring fleshes Sparkling partisans
There are blind alleys which contain hidden allies Chrysalises Whose wings will come
I saw them glitter I 'm telling you At the ether's eve At the trembling gleam of a street-light Fragile The glint of the mothes dispeling the spectres of the bitterness
Hello Neysa! I love meeting creative people and thank you for adding me to your friends! I am interested in many of the same things as you, so I do hope my tunes and video make you smile! Love Bertie!
