I don't know what to say really...

hello,

I'd like to say thank you to everyone that has commented on my blog.

I lost a friend recently, he was very well read and highly intelligent. I first met him some years ago, his room was wall to wall filled with books, all the classics. We used to joke about being the 'two tramps' in waiting for Godot ( a famous book by samuel Beckett) . Its heart breaking and difficult to talk about. but its just life i suppose.

I'm having one of my paintings exhibited in London, in 'Mad Art' organised by national mind. The title of the piece is called 'screaming landscape'. I'd like to go and see it in the exhibition but i'll have to see how I go, I'll let you know.

http://www.mind.org.uk/madart/ follow this link to find out more!

I would like to say that being involved with the Mind Bloggling has helped my mental health in general, being able to put my artwork online means a great deal to me and gives me a different perspective.

I enjoy the social aspect of the group and gives me a sense of being a part of a wider community with other people who have problems.

can't think of anything else to say at the moment.

jeffri

It was the death of my parents, my last parent, my Father, around 2000, which triggered depression & chronic anxiety & violent panic attacks which have terrorised and terrified my life.

I have been like a criminal caught in a spotlight with nowhere to run.

Abusive neighbours took advantage of me as a traumatised & vulnerable adult with verbal abuse & bullying.

I have been unable to leave the family home to find my own place.

I am subject to compulsive checking routines which take 2 hrs before I can leave the house in the morning.

I have been trapped in a nightmare with art as my only way out. Unable to paint at home, mental health drop-ins have been the only places where I can work and have done 200 paintings since '02 making a total of 400 which I have.

I long to get better, feel troubled inside which no-one can see- a constant state of illness which no-one can see by looking at me (with some improvements).

I have learned that people who are different or vulnerable are treated apallingly in Stoke on Trent.

It is only the mental health charities which have offered protection in a horrible climate.

They are a better class of person I have met there.

Recently watched the film "Pollock" about the great American expressionist artist who found a soul mate- a woman who believed in him as a great artist - and helped him to achieve critical success though he eventually found it hard to to cope with.

His wife Lee, herself an artist, apparently called him "Pollock" (his surname) - an endearing sort of story.


Jeffri

post three

faced with a blank screen i sometimes clam up my past is like weight to be thrown off so i can live in the present admire many people and artists patti smith van gogh jg ballard kurt vonnegut hendrix syd barratt suede we must move on with force.

post 2

i enjoyed the 7 ages of rock tv programme and the brilliant tragic tale of jimi hendrix it seems creative genius and great vulnerability go hand in hand something that is vulnerable cannot survive easily in a harsh environment which is what the world of human beings is to me especially in this area i especially liked all along the watchtower it seems it was written by bob dylan who said jimi had taken it further than his own version jimi painted too and i try in my own paintings

first post jeffri

where i have been is like another world acrylic on paper
50 x 60"