Wells' Crossing

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Comment by Valentine Mark Herman on September 24, 2013 at 4:19am

Merci, Rochleigh! Your DNA comment is very insightful -- I need to think about it, and see if I can use that concept in future works. Val

Comment by Rochleigh Z. Wholfe on September 23, 2013 at 8:28pm

I love this piece !!!! The circles, dots, lines  and  colors feel like an earth dance moving through the DNA of all life.

Comment by Valentine Mark Herman on August 28, 2013 at 5:31am

Thanks Sharon.

You can see a lot more of these types of paintings in the 'Aboriginal Art' section of my web-site, www.val-herman-art.eu.

End of advert. Val

Comment by Sharon Netzley on August 28, 2013 at 5:26am

I really like this piece.

Comment by Valentine Mark Herman on August 27, 2013 at 2:19pm

 "My Boomerang Won't Come Back", sang Charlie Drake a long time ago.

Thanks GAH, but for this Exhibition, my boomerangs didn't come back.

As I said, I had to be selective.

Val

***

MY BOOMERANG WON'T COME BACK

In the bad, bad lands of
Australia many years ago
The Aborigine tribes were meeting
Having a big pow wow

We've got a lot of trouble, Chief
On account of your son, Mac
My boy Mac, what's wrong with him

My boomerang won't come back
Your boomerang won't come back

[CHORUS]
My boomerang won't come back
My boomerang won't come back
I've waved the thing all over the place
Practiced till I was black in the face
I'm a big disgrace to the Aborigine race
My boomerang won't back

I can ride a kangaroo (yeah, yeah)
Make kinkijou stew (yeah, yeah)
But I'm a big disgrace
To the Aborigine race
My boomerang won't come back

They banished him
From the tribes then
And sent him on his way
He had a backless boomerang
So here he could not stay

This is nice, isn't it
Getting banished at my time in life
What a way to spend an evening
Sitting on a rock in the
Middle of the desert with
Me boomerang in me hand

For three long months he sat there
Or maybe it was four
Then an old, old man
In a kangaroo skin came
A-knocking at his door

I'm the local witch doctor, son
They call me George Alfred Black
Now tell me, what's your trouble, boy

My boomerang won't come back
Your boomerang won't come back

[Repeat CHORUS]

Don't worry, boy
I know the trick
And to you, I'm gonna show it
If you want your
Boomerang to come back
Well, first you've got to throw it

Oh, yes, never thought of that
Now then, slowly back and throw

[Repeat CHORUS]

I can ride a kangaroo (yeah, yeah)
Make kinkijou stew (yeah, yeah)
But I'm a big disgrace
To the Aborigine race
My boomerang won't come back

*****

Comment by Valentine Mark Herman on August 27, 2013 at 5:00am

Bonjour Gabriele Astrid,

Why no boomerangs?

Beacuse I had very limited wall and pillar space, and decided to use the walls for paintings and the pillars for masks. I had 5 masks but have sold 2 or 3 of them, & the remaining 2 or 3 wouldn't have filled much space anyway.

I've made almost 90 pieces of Aboriginal-type art ( but have sold some) and had to be very selective as to what I would display.

Here's some boomerangs anyway.

Comment by Valentine Mark Herman on August 26, 2013 at 4:47am

Thank you Gabriele Astrid! It's about 80 x 50 (I don't have it here right now), and it's acrylic paint on an old canvas that I got at a flea market and re-used. Best? I don't know. It certainly took a long time to do