The Art of Pain
Featured Work
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Breast Cancer by CLiPiCs
Being the kind and concerned chap I am, when I saw Rubyjo’s Save your Ta Ta’s Post I had to ask her about Male Breast Cancer but seeing as we are talking about MAN Boobs here, ( not that I have them OK ) it occurred to me that men would probably detect testicular cancer before breast cancer, / yes I admit that men hang on to their balls ! So I asked Ruby about male Breast Cancer, as she is all clued up on the medical side I thought it would be better to ask for her take on this rather than mine :) Over to Ruby: OK, so CLiPiCs saw my TA-TAs pic and told me he had already been thinking about doing a pic about men and breast cancer. He asked if I would write something about men and breast cancer. And since I am all about you being educated about your health I said, sure! / . / So, MEN- listen up! / You can develop breast cancer too. / There are currently 2 men in our medical practice with breast cancer, and there have been others through the years. While it is more common after age 60 in men, one of our patients was much younger. / . / Soooo, whats breast cancer look like in men? / Most male breast cancers present as lumps around the nipple area, you’ve got less breast tissue then women so its concentrated there (ok, most men have less breast tissue than most women, geeze). It can also cause skin changes such as dimpling, inverted nipples, or nipple discharge. But it might just be a lump. / . / What makes a man more prone to developing breast cancer? / Risk factors include having a Mother or Sister with breast cancer. Men with higher levels of female hormones, i.e. estrogen are at increased risk. And a history of radiation exposure to the chest area is a risk factor (that does not include microwave ovens, i get asked that a lot). / . / Do men survive breast cancer? / The outcome for men with breast cancer is about the same as for women, however, men tend to wait before seeking medical attention and therefore the cancer is more advanced when diagnosed. Men! Use your head (on your shoulders) and have lumps checked out. Breast cancer needs to be diagnosed early! Thank you Ruby / profits from any sales will be donated to cancer research Love ‘N’ Laughter Kriss ♥ / Featured / Many Thanks to the Hosts, Matthew Dawkins And Shaoib
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Dust to Dust by gjohn777
My inspiration for this painting was driven by the death of my father. I struggled to grasp how someone with such presence, personality and history can be reduced to a pot of ashes. It brought home the reality that no matter what birth, death and decay is inevitable. But in order to come to terms with it I needed to express this process in paint. In the same way that a complex body is composed of simple elements, a painting no matter how complex is composed of three primary colours. The face in the painting is my own and in expressing the process of birth, death and decay it somehow gave me great healing.
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Forgive Me, Let Me Go by Tamara E
This drawing took forever and I put loads of effort into it. Enjoy! :)
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This poem is a repost. / I have refered to this past year as ’’My year of Winter’’ – Because I moved from Ireland just as Summer started to South Africa (which was just entering Winter) – so i have had a double Winter… and this year was not at all an easy one. / But Spring is in the air and by the gods it is beautiful! Featured in the Art Of Pain – 22 October 2009
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UPSIDE DOWN God I love to turn my little blue world / Upside down / God I love to turn my little blue world / Upside down / Inside my head the noise / Chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter / You see I’m afraid I’ll always be / Still coming out of my mother upside down Don’t you love to turn this little blue girl / Upside down / Oh I know you love to turn this little blue girl baby / Upside down / But my heart it says / You been shatter, shatter, shatter, shatter, shattered / And I know you’re still a boy / Still coming out of your mother But when you gonna stand on your own / I say the world is sick / You say “Tell me what that makes us darlin’” / You see, you always find my faults / Faster than you find your own / You say the world is getting rid of her demons / I say “Baby what have you been smoking?” / Well I dreamed, I dreamed, I dreamed / I loved a black boy / My daddy would scream / Oh yeah Don’t you love to turn this little blue girl / Upside down / Any kind of touch I think is better than none / Even upside down / But you see I’m tangled up / Got a kitten, kitten, kitten, kitten in my hair / Cincinnati, I like the word / It’s the only thing we can seem to turn / Upside down Well I found the secret to life / I found the secret to life / I’m okay when everything is not okay / I said I found the secret to life / I found the secret to life / I’m okay when everything is not okay / Is not okay Oh, we turn and we turn our little blue world / Upside down / I said, don’t we love to turn our little blue world baby / Upside down / Inside my head a voice / Chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter / And it says “Girl you’re all the same / Still coming out of your mothers / Still coming out / of your mothers / Upside down” / Tori Amos /
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living struggle. / thanks THE ART OF PAIN for FEATURING =D
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Inner Turmoil by Citizen
Featured in The Art of Pain 22/10/09.
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Solitude by Citizen
Featured in The Art of Pain 22/10/09
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thanks THE ART OF PAIN for FEATURING =]]
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seriously i grow sesame seed leaves in my heart... by mimi yoon
. seriously i’m / twenty eight at high noon / 34 23 34 / hot in bikini will be / thirty two tomorrow / perfect and deliciously seasoned was / forty five yesterday / desirable and goddessly and tonight / i’ll be seventeen / virgin and naughty i grow sesame seed leaves in my heart and today / my name is milan… : ) . 1o.17.2oo9 / acrylic on canvas / digital (photoshop) / 24” x 30” .
Recent Work
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I don’t know… it just came to me. / One could say it was a commentary on how one’s unfortunate use of language can result in the truth being hidden without lying due to a technicality
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just as is, a bit rough but thats ok.
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Coping with the Pain by colorblind
“Coping with the Pain” – Is a piece I did inspired by Hearing that I wasn’t going to be able to attend college another semester ….I was accepted …they love my work and personality…it was just a money issue… I broke in tears while on the phone… Last time I cried like that was when my grandmother died – back in 2003 / The picture mostly is this: / -the fetuses inside my head REPRESENT – the many unborn ideas that will not be able to see life / The announcement of the news was like taking all that life and aborting it… / -The heart with the fuel guage on empty …depicts simply how my heart felt / -And the many mouths that scream with piercing agony show how my soul yelled within / .... / charcoal, graphite, colorpencil / on 18×24 drawing paper My therapy to get over it …and move on /
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Mutual fear and trust???
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I could be the Mirror to see Desire.
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Finis. by Martin Muir
Freedom…...from the suffering! All alone,or in twos, / The ones who really love you / walk up and down outside the wall. / Some hand in hand. / Some gathering together in bands. / The bleeding hearts and the ARTISTS / make there stand. / And when they have given you there all. some stagger and fall,after all its not easy. Banging your HEART against some mad buggers wall…........(Roger Waters)
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t h i r t e e n by mimi yoon
. far away and long ago…. . 13/100 for 1000 girls in 100 days / topic: tears or mascara run (3/5 mimi’s topic) i know i skipped 11 and 12…. / did this for 11, but she started to cry and had perfect mascara run…. / will do 11 and 12 tomorrow… : ) . larger view . 11.o7.2oo9 / acrylic on canvas / digital / 24”x 30” .
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They Sold Us a Question of Honor by fullpruf
WATCH Inspired by Question of Honor by Primal Fear I – I’ve seen it all before / Heading north the parole / I sit here and watch it all come down / A mile away from hell / Back in a foreign land / But will tomorrow ever come No regrets, no reason why / Release me, I’m dying We stood side by side / Everybody’s asking why / We had a dream, it ended in screams / They sold us a question of honour A flash of a shotgun blast lightens the dark / Dan dies in a pool of blood / A jet’s coming close as gas hits my nose / All the prayers came too late No regrets, no reason why / Release me, I’m dying We stood side by side / Everybody’s asking why / We had a dream, it ended in screams / They sold us a question of honour The night has fallen but I’m still awake / My chances at zero / Breath for the last time, help’s out of reach / No time for heroes No regrets, no reason why / Release me, I’m dying We stood side by side / Everybody’s asking why / We had a dream, it ended in screams / They sold us a question of honour We stood side by side / Everybody’s asking why / We had a dream, it ended in screams / They sold us a question of honour
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Up in Smoke by CLiPiCs
Thirty Two Cartons, 6,400 Cigarettes, £1,920:00 now tell me I’m gonna get Lung Cancer ! I was bored and spent a happy hour setting this up :-) / cough Cough COUGH SPlutter * shot in my garden, Hackney, London Love ‘N’ Laughter Kriss* ♥ Olympus E-420 / f 4.7 / 1/60 sec / ISO 100 / 25 mm Featured in Put Out or Get Out many thanks to the Lovely Host WendyL many thanks to WendyL and Keith R. Williams the hosts of this wonderful group Featured many thanks to the hosts Carlie Hensley Monica Scanlan / and the wonderful Kim McClain
About This Group
A place where you can express your emotions while finding the beauty of sadness and pain, and how this has helped you grow as a person. Experiences are invaluable, especially the difficult ones for they force us to grow through the pain we’ve felt. Create art depicting this message and express the beauty of pain.
Show us how you have healed and saw the light, and in doing so, you’re able to help others through your art and poetry as well.
Featured Poem
Dear sweet friend of mine
............. I am glad I saw your face
..........................................Rest In Peace
-Lyndy
The Dykeenies Love You
As much as I (Julia) love art, I know that sometimes you need something more than a pencil or a paintbrush, because, though whatever you create through your art is completely your own, sometimes you need to know that there’s someone else who knows what you’re going through. In my life, I’ve found that those whose emotions I can relate to most are complete strangers, and I connect with them through their music.
When you listen to a song, and you hear how real the lyrics are, and you find something you can relate to in them – and you realise you’re not alone – it’s one of the greatest feelings in the world. It gives you hope, makes you want to carry on, makes you want to smile, and live your life, leaving the pain behind.
To me, music is one of the most healing things in the world. Whenever I think of the darkest, most painful times in my life, there was always music to turn to. And in many ways it was music that inspired me to start doing art. One of the greatest beauties of music is that you can interpret it as you wish, and relate the lyrics to your own life. Music is my sanity when I feel I’m going out of my mind, it’s the shoulder I can always cry on, and it’s the one thing in the world that will never let me down, or not be there when I need it most.
I wanted to share some music that I particularly love with you, in the hopes that it will inspire you to keep on finding the beauty in your life.
One of my favourite bands in the world is The Dykeenies , a four piece band from Scotland. All their lyrics are beautiful and full of emotion, but one song that stands out is Stitches (and I love the music video for it).
It’s a song that always makes me feel better, whether I dance to it, cry to it, or paint it. Hopefully it’ll inspire and uplift you too.
Lyrics
When you feel so weak
and you scratch those stitches
reminding you of why you fell away at the offset
And you can’t hold sleep
and you’ve gambled more than enough
you can’t depend on them
Still, I adore the taste of rain
and the bounce of bone on ground,
it reminds me
Make a wish tonight
all the stars are out
it’s out of your hands but not out of reach just
It’s not out of reach
no, this is not out of reach
But you feel so weak
you’ve burst those stitches
reminding you just why you felt so cruel
Still, I adore the taste of rain
and the bounce of bone on ground,
it reminds me
That still, I adore the taste of rain
and the bounce of bone on ground,
you can’t depend on them
Make a wish tonight
all the stars are out
it’s out of your hands but not out of reach just
Make a wish tonight
all the stars are out
it’s out of your hands but not out of reach just
(it’s not, its not out of reach)
They build you up, they build you up
Don’t, don’t run away dear
(darling, you’re safe here with me)
don’t, don’t run away dear
(darling, you’re safe here with me)
don’t, don’t run away dear
(darling, you’re safe here with me)
don’t, don’t run away dear
(darling, you’re safe here with me)
See, I adore the taste of rain
(darling, you’re safe here with me)
and the bounce of bone on ground
(darling, you’re safe here with me)
and the crackle of water well in the mark of all your…
(darling, you’re safe here with me)
Make that wish tonight
(darling, you’re safe here with me)
all the stars are out
(darling, you’re safe here with me)
it’s out of your hand but not out of reach
(darling, you’re safe here with me)
it’s out of your hand but not out of reach
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