A Collection of Sayings, Poems and Songs by Matt The Unfathomable Artist

‘That we are travelling with the Sun at great speed in all four directions, actually seven, is insight beyond my comprehension at this time.’ 


       by Matt The Unfathomable Artist – © September 2017.


“Who made the stars work together to make firm your walking?” or “How did the stars work together to hold your walking in its place?”

“Who put forth a limit to your understanding that the ape does not know?”

“Good Domestic Policy is fair tithe between all.”

“An exception to an agreed rule brings a finger that will wag or a tongue that will sway.”

“Scales well balanced benefit all. Not a nod or a wink to be seen.”

“Happiness receives much gain and its home is a joy to see.”

“Wisdom is Open & Non Judgemental.  Everyone knows exactly where this stands.”

“Great Speakers are good Conductors. Leaders rather than unseasoned followers. Yielders to reason rather than bucklers for selfish gain.”

“Pawns once removed shift balance whilst equal numbers percent a pleasing draw to conclude.”

“Time is a two-way pressure. Yet all things seem relative to only one.”

“Resolve lifts up the shoulders, a helping hand keeps comforting a burden.”

“A family is like a beloved homeland.  A castle with a roaring fire against the cold and a contented nest for its warmth.”

“A contender can speak brash words to stir up whilst a seasoned Champion speaks of calm.”

“Equal is the work of the strong ones hands and the speed of their thoughts.”

“One that works hard at life sees gain. It is like Gold, Silver and Bronze for its sheer weight or like a purse signed with many colourful banners.”

“An emblem is a sign of fortitude and strength. Its people speak out glad things and welcomes strangers as friends.”

“The mere hen of a wealthy persons garden lays eggs each and every day. She does not concern herself over food nor does she become anxious under rain.”

“A drink quenches the thirst for a moment.  Love is remembered forever.”

“A woman’s heart is at its fullest whilst suckling her newborn child.”

“Deep prussian blues swimming, terracotta heights cascading, brimming, yellow golds mixing, blue and white skies sunkissing, a marvellous photo for the person relaxed, picturing.”

“Can you build a house without breaking a worm?” or “Who can build a house without breaking a worm?”

“Would you love your child less that they babbled from their beginning to talk?  Or that they stumbled to walk?” – by Matt The Unfathomable Artist – Copyright © 17th December 2015

“Elohim is wise that Elohim made all of us eat from the clay that Elohim made.” – Have you ever considered why the intellectuals spoke about the Mind of Elohim?

Wonders shall cease not, though one million solar years pass with feet that tread mud.– published on 30th January 2018

‘Urgency mixed with the oils of imperturbability’

by Matt The Unfathomable Artist © 2012 onwards


“Momentary Weakness” a poem © 24th May 2015:

“Momentary weakness is the passing of the night,

the full Moon that rides quietly by,

it’s the Swans for gliding forever high,

on the waves made by our Sun’s rapturous roaring flight,

in a mustering up of energy ready for the invisible fight,

a gathering of thoughts to win out with last breaths might,

as I’ve said before ‘You cannot contain thy spirit’ quite,

when with all thy stand unequalled in this mind, that is ever thirsting for the Light.”


“The Ballet of Swifts & Swallows”

“The eager dances of Swallows flying in erratic playful dives,

Competing the ballet of winged pirouettes with excited cries,

Swifts that scatter in cloudy rain filled skies,

Checking in all directions as dust that appears alive to sweet sunlight sighs,

A tiny bat hungrily at our heads whispering loudly for its find,

Weaving the way through the insect laden murkiness of this dusky night,

Geese chattering shrieks pitched ever high,

Whilst low searching for the glistening of soft blankets below, to plough with their feet like gentle snow.

Yes, this is how at day’s end I see my mind’s eyes on this cushion glow.”

by Matt The Unfathomable Artist – Copyright © July 2015.


“The Indestructible Imperceptibility”

“I am the constraint of where I am from

Turn histories pages and there you see a resemblance

See my birth, the traits before me

New virtues brought into the Earth my own

Look at their beginning

The indestructible imperceptibility

Utmost love for the following

Listening indefinitely for a new place

A calling distinctly thy own.”

by Matt The Unfathomable Artist – Copyright © 23rd October 2015


‘The Living Artwork Eternal That Breatheth Not.’Copyright © May 4th [2016]


“The Foundlings.”

A block made by Humankind, its breathing within.

First it’s blow an astonishment,

The building Hammer swift and unyielding for the Second strike.

Those that move around with camels make ancient cakes,

Feet sprout downwards strong as fig roots into the ground.

Palatial Grasses overgrow Dusts by the Water from its Rivers old.

Smiles are The Starry Night,

Peoples of the Vineyards and their Storehouses gather,

Trees spring forth for The Yellow Moon.

Their long necks are made happy,

As Thorns are gathered up for dung.

Even The Horned One recovers and the Grey Tail finds peace.”

The Foundlings’ poem by Matt The Unfathomable Artist, Copyright © 9th February 2017.


‘Yellowish-Amber Glare’ 

“Look into his eyes, the yellowish-amber stare, blackness from the glare cuts through like Samurai for glinting shine without a care.  Elephant-eyed for fear now grown lest not be spared.  Walks away waiting starving awakened hibernated bear.  Trumpeted chilled sounds through bones with frights that scare.  Patience ‘gainst the mighty grey-skinned bulk, ivory tusks laid bare as world with double heart in anger sulk at loss with all its greedy poaching took.

Those same yellowish-amber eyes at approaching thunders rumble, amok that skin as muddy muck, his roaring teeth that grip neck to slaughter just, eve’ that mighty Buffalo, Eland and Sambar deer unto death and humbled wayward stock.

The speed of cheetahs outrun him not when vehement kill in stalking ground a determined heart to stop.  Attack his cubs and meat is cauldron pot in fire-belly kiln vigorous hot.  Nightly lightening as two steely diamonds blink above-below the Earth in wide eyed scanning know.  Remember halted hyena sought, smashed its back to the dust as a patterned blanket throw.  Severed female in defended pity plight, thus charge five hyenas robust of muscled might that rips dog as bread to dip in spite.  Leopards their vicious claws, track thy will, quiet slow, for wieldy rushing advancing low, tickling flanks before heavy crushing canines final blow.

Lifeless forms in mouth do lull and broken arrowed bow.  Made dead afore the jaw its cranially crooked bone fused to jagged bone less skin doth show.

Vibrating arachnid waits as ever beating heart in patience slow.

Blue eyes white fur as crown that shimmers snow, in fear lack of those whitened swords prancing untroubled seeds to sew.  Cricket takes step back for deaths escape from fangs poised without a sound, as cursed on land it chirpy crow.  Bird songs with stars twinkle spectacular dancing gown in tweeting twirling all around, Atmospheric Jewel from Venus to Mars that minded-meld eager takes-in of dear beheld.

Those early years cast of tree-lined jungle depths.  Days, Weeks, Months and Years the maturity of branches sighing moans, just as wind through Autumnal leaves delighted blows.  Hooves kick.  Cajole.  Near drown and never-ending Earthly mock.

Who really knoweth raging angst hiding as decades pass in the Viper’s venom grasp?

Truly it be unrequited said, ‘Love is my name, A cradle in thy riverbed.’”

‘Yellowish-Amber Glare’ by Matt The Unfathomable Artist – Copyright © December 2015.


“A Deeper Crescendo”

“Wherever your hair shines as the sea, Excited dolphins are your pretty curls, Two moons become your breathing, The sweet tide gives way Near and Far, Sounds of ecstatic waves, Below for a deeper crescendo.”

“A Deeper Crescendo” poem by Matt The Unfathomable Artist – Copyright © November 2015.


“Spirit Heal”


“I guess you think you know who you are,

But there’s so much more, to come by far,

You’ve gotta open up, like lilly fields

Think I’m good for you, to spirit heal

Saw you through windows sun behind

Saw you’re hiding thoughts while I smiled

Gotta tell you now, I see so deep

There isn’t much you can hide from me”

by Matt The Unfathomable Artist,  Copyright © June 2006


‘314’ – a fictional story by Matt The Unfathomable Artist 

“314 always awaits the visit from an assassin with surprising eagerness just as someone might enjoy taking notes for their boss, serving customers or chairing meetings.  314 welcomes imminent danger with supreme excitement much like the squeal of pigs for their swill. Adrenaline overload without necessary office rules or the need for a glowing appraisal.

A silent threat is the calm before a violently raging storm.  314 kept innumerable methods for dispatching innately aggressive enemies locked into his strongly guarded mind.  Twisted distorted movements paralleling a host of skilful dances where legs and arms would defy belief in readiness to respond throughout his tightly muscled body.  Often we have seen flesh, skin and bone giving way to the crunching and breaking from tiger jaws.  Those wild flame filled eyes seemed to speak to 314.

Having ascended out from the depth of an unprecedented watery reflection 314 quite often perceived his good looks as an altogether more frightening contortion.  Devoid of any need to question his brutal capabilities.  Long ago that same watery reflection having shattered into a thousand mirrored pieces to instantaneously reveal the cold machine-like ability that lay behind his impossibly handsome green eyes.

Presently 314 has concealed his whereabouts.  Lying beneath the stars, unruffled with handgun reassuringly holstered at his chest, fully clothed aside from his Italian designer shoes.  He has been sleeping tentatively in control of any sudden need for lethal action.  The Ministry of Defence had many years previous conducted thorough tests on Special Forces’ operational ability upon waking from sleep deprivation.  Notably helicopter Commanders whose first few minutes of early hours enemy alerts require swift awareness and technical precision.

314 had read these impressively meticulous MoD papers with considerable interest. Comparing his own operational experiences and making conscious adjustments to his restfulness versus on duty decorum.  During his childhood his sleep had often been interrupted by fear.  Fear was a bygone word to 314, a distant memory and a completely unnecessary emotion to his being.  Inconvenient really, the distant past.

Within a few breaths 314 is focused like a Rottweiler angrily catching sight of a competing Mastiff.  An assassin whose physical stature is more akin to a large tiger rather than any normal human being is quietly and expertly stepping up.  Body widened and excessively dangerous ready for the bloodiest of challenges.  The assassin is around 118 kilos yet alarmingly agile.  314 is in for a very tough night.  The strike force of this assassin alone is quite extraordinary. Almost unearthly.”

‘314’ by Matt The Unfathomable Artist – Copyright ©2013-2018


A Provenance Poem:

‘The Pathways, Currents and Tides of the Universe.

Eight Luminaries Enforced along with the Sun,

One Heart Moving Jupiter

Five Rocks Shifted in Time.

And A Work of Art in the Waiting,

Whose Wings Span Millions of Years

In Her Turning Quite Beautifully Around.

Ah, Who Really is the Controller Of Dusts Above and the Dusts Below?’

A Provenance Poem ‘The Pathways, Currents and Tides of the Universe’ by Matt The Unfathomable Artist, copyright ©2012.


Please note this blog article will be updated over the years as a published record of artistic sayings, poems and songs by Matt The Unfathomable Artist.

A Collection of Sayings, Poems and Songs by Matt The Unfathomable Artist – copyright © 2002 onwards.


a most mysterious ‘FMR’ artwork

As yet to be verified ‘FMR’ painting [with accompanying writing and photo placed within the frame] – 20 cm x 15 cm.

To appreciate my latest blog article whilst dining on a belly full of edible delights from the sea, please firstly read an earlier blog I posted April 2016 about Mr FMR, here:


This photograph of a painting (or print) shown above with the signatory ‘FMR‘ came to me by way of a blog reader.  Incredibly they had this ‘FMR’ artwork in a frame as yet waiting to be identified.

I almost couldn’t believe it, however, I need more information to confirm the artist.

My artist relative ‘FMR’ had most definitely painted an umber coloured boat in a previous pastel entitled ‘Swan Lake’.  I’ve carefully kept a printed card of ‘Swan Lake’ and may publish this on my blog in the future, along with further artworks by Frank Malcolm, Jnr.

Please take a look at two additional pieces of this provenance puzzle:

Handwriting on the back of the artwork shown at the top of this blog article.

The handwriting is in the style of the period.

Accompanying the painting, hidden inside the frame is a photograph of a lady, here:

Faded monochrome photograph of a lady hidden inside the frame.

I do have useful ability at handwriting analysis from the personality perspective.  However, assigning handwriting to a particular person for the purpose of identification is not my professional forte.

Presently I cannot ascertain the identity of the lady in the photograph.  Although it would be reasonable to believe it has connection to the artist.

We all love a mystery and personally I’m excited to receive information of possible Frank Malcolm ‘FMR’ artworks.

In my living room an original framed printed greeting card entitled ‘Sunset Over Lake Kariba, Zimbabwe’ signed by FMR takes pride of place on a table.  Again, I shall publish this artwork in a future blog.

I’m in the process of establishing whether my relative ‘FMR’ produced reproductions.  Clearly seascapes and landscapes feature strongly in his portfolio of work.

Original paintings, cards and prints of his work is of great interest to me.  Please send me a WordPress message if you see any further examples of his artworks.

Thank you – I shall post up-to-date news following on from this blog article as soon as I find out anymore.


Anna Hyatt Huntington – The Sculptress

‘Diana’ [1932] by Anna Hyatt Huntington, Aluminum, gold plate and silver plate, 32 1/2 x 9 1/2 x 8 1/2 in.

Anna [Vaughn] Hyatt Huntington born 1876 shared her birthday of March 10th with her wealthy husband Archer Milton Huntington whom she married in 1923.

Relocating to New York City to enable her career to flourish in 1902, A.H. Huntington is one of the greatest representations of female empowerment within art.

Truly inspiring.

Her ‘Diana’ figure shown above was produced in varying sizes, cast materials and alternative compositions.  The New York Historical Society and NYC’s National Academy of Design have two larger versions of this cast.

The beauty of this sculpture is immediately eye-catching.

Okay, what does this sculpture reveal to us?

The bow points upwards signalling a contrary position to divinity.  Artemis, the Greek name of the latinised Diana, is posturing her own divine power.  An understanding of specific ancient texts regarding the usage of arrows in ancient culture as ‘signs’ is intimated in this piece.

Likely Anna Hyatt Huntington was aware of such understated references during her prior sculptural studies and research.

Art professionals know that Anna was particular about physiological designs in terms of historical, anatomical and cultural placement.  The ‘Diana’ figure has symbolised adoration of the female form for millenia.  From a military perspective the upward positioning of the bow could also represent ambition to further exceed in contested plans.

‘Here on Earth the answer is always a matter of the Height, the Breath and the Depth of things.’

The way Huntington has intended her Diana to pose alluringly beckons the viewer in a feminine way to support her cause.

The figure is both subjective and authoritive in design – a uniquely crafted balance.  This might help us to gain insight into Anna’s idea of marital harmony.  Anna is not forcing her artistic idea of ‘Diana’ upon you.

‘El Cid Campeador’ [1927] by Anna Hyatt Huntington, Bronze statue on stone at the New York Hispanic Society of America.  Photograph courtesy of the HSA – NYC.

Please click the photographs for further detailing:

‘El Cid Campeador’ by Anna Hyatt Huntington.
Photograph courtesy of http://xtremearttourists1.blogspot.co.uk/

‘El Cid Campeador’ in New York by Huntington, pictured twice above, is a highly useful study for fledgling sculptors to investigate.  If you’re studying art I would encourage you to do so.

Anna and her husband Archer enjoyed researching fine details.  Their vision of art is based upon facts, realism and visibly tangible elements.  Regardless of the subject matter Anna was always looking to create a faithfully unique sculpture of the subject wherever possible.

The process of learning about an intended commission preceded her clay studies as an integral part of the intellectual design long before the delivery or final unveiling.  Archer was a constant source of inspiration for Anna through his own scholarly interests.

Yet, Anna was already self-sufficient from her art career prior to their marriage.  From the 1910’s Anna earned a monumental amount of money per annum – $50,000.  This would be at least $1.2 million US dollars annually – adjusted for 2017!

‘The Torch Bearers’ [1954] by Anna Hyatt Huntington, Aluminium sculpture, 6m x 6m x 6.2m. At Ciudad Universitaria in Madrid, Spain. Photograph by JL De Diego.

There are versions of this Spanish sculptural installation by Anna called ‘The Torch Bearers’ (shown above) in Havana Cuba, South Carolina, New Jersey, Virginia and one each at Bridgeport & Redding in Connecticut.

‘The Torch Bearers’ is a truly moving piece of work, part-reminiscent of Michelangelo’s near-ineffable Sistine Chapel ceiling artwork.  If you can visit any of Anna’s intricate sculptures I’m sure you will enjoy the whole experience.

Anna Hyatt Huntington’s sculptures along with the ancient ‘Artemision Bronze’ at the National Archaeological Museum in Athens Greece can only be best appreciated visiting them in person.

As friends.

N.B. In keeping with todays article theme of female artistry please check out Marie Hammer’s art, hyperlink below.  Her husband, Rusty, writes the Xtreme Art Tourist blog aforementioned.

They both love art as much as Archer and Anna Huntington.  After reading about Archer’s Hispanic museum quest from his boyhood this takes some serious doing!

Marie’s website:



John Singer Sargent – Portrait Art’s Everything

‘Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose’ [1885] by John Singer Sargent, Oil on canvas, 68.5 in × 60.5 in

The title for the above painting by John Singer Sargent ‘Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose’ is from the song called ‘The Wreath‘ by eighteenth-century operatic composer Joseph Mazzinghi.

The two girls are the daughters of Frederick Barnard an illustrator by profession.

Dolly aged eleven is to our left and Polly aged seven is standing in front of her to our right.  Sargent found inspiration to include Chinese lanterns whilst sighting them during an earlier boating expedition on the Thames with American artist Edwin Austin Abbey.

This en plein air technique literally influenced by Monet to John Singer Sargent was completed over countless sessions whilst visiting Broadway, Worcestershire, England – The Cotswolds.

I promise you would find a visit to the Cotswolds oh so very pretty just like these two adorable girls painted herewith.  Therewith or herewith – its almost like going back in time.

The house of these very gardens was then owned by yet another friend of Sargent’s – American painter, writer and sculptor Frank Millet.  Sadly he died in the sinking of the RMS Titanic in 1912.

A 2016 auction of the beautiful “Poppies – A Study Of Poppies for ‘Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose'” sold for £6,858,000 USD at Sotheby’s.

The history, its painted subjects, the luminous mastery and intricate technical derivation would make the original ‘Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose’ a grand prize for any serious Art Collector.

What do you like most yourself about this painting?

The trodden grasses?  The girls’ concentrated facial expressions?

Warm Chinese lanterns incandescently glowing amidst arty white lillies?

I particularly love that Barnard’s daughters are thoroughly engaged, individually, in an unspeaking togetherness.  A shared purpose to delight each other and themselves equally.

John Singer Sargent gifts us with this painting for the ages.

‘Robert Louis Stevenson and His Wife’ [August 1885] by John Singer Sargent, Oil on canvas, 20 1/2 x 24 1/2 in

Rock and roll baby!

I thought of The Beatles when I first saw the painting ‘Robert Louis Stevenson and His Wife’.  Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band and more specifically George Harrison.

Stylistic lyrical geniuses.

Robert Louis Stevenson is super cool.  Sargent captures Robert’s inherent quirkiness, his restlessness of thought.  Creatives can, at times, exhibit this characterisation without being aware of their indifferent juxtaposition.

Art takes over the mind.  It becomes the working of the hands.  The pacing of the feet by sheer conscious will.

Interestingly his wife appears almost ghostly and distant in this full-bodied reddened portrait.  Stevenson looks as if he wants to ‘get away’ to his writing even as Sargent’s brush strokes are being formed.

The opened door and positioning of our protaganist might seem incidental.  However, would you have chosen this composition over all other possible scenic angulations?

We have to say ‘Eureka!’

John Singer Sargent is a true portrait artisan.  The Rubens of his generation.  Sargent is as accomplished at Impressionist works as he is portrait Realism.

‘The talk of the town’..  Sargent probably knew someone’s ‘ears were burning’.

‘Miss Elsie Palmer’ [1889-90] by John Singer Sargent, Oil on canvas, 75 1/8 x 45 1/8 in

I found the pose of ‘Miss Elsie Palmer’ quaint and disciplined.  A pragmatic solution to posing for great lengths of time.  Her hair natural and the clothing fabrics a multitude of folding criss-crossing layers.

Miss Elsie Palmer’s eyes look rather mournful here.  This is a professional portrait revealing a practically perfect young lady in every way.  Modest and likeable.  Sargent’s use of light and dark is exemplary as expected.  Mood is, as Warhol commented in his own way, where Sargent’s genius shines.

Looking through his vast body of work is hugely pleasurable for any art lover.  Blending of interactive foreground and background details.  His unique artistic quality incorporated from canvas to canvas.

Quite remarkable.

‘Lawrence Alexander “Peter” Harrison’ [c1905] by John Singer Sargent, Watercolor on paper, 50.16 x 33.02 cm

Immediately above is a relaxed Impressionist portrait of the artist ‘Lawrence Alexander “Peter” Harrison’ by his close friend John Singer Sargent.

Immediately pictured below please take a look at Sargent’s fellow artist Giovanni Boldini‘s (1845 -1931) likewise expert rendition ‘Portrait of the Artist Lawrence Alexander “Peter” Harrison’:

‘Portrait of Lawrence Alexander “Peter” Harrison’ [1902] by Giovanni Boldini,
Oil on canvas, 49 5/8 by 39 3/4 in

Boldini’s portrait is regal and dignifying in its own exquisite artistic right.

Whilst Sargent’s portrait clearly demonstrates his extreme skill at Impressionism.  The sense of body and movement in both artworks is outstanding.  Please remember that Sargent is strongly regarded as the epitome of classical high society portraiture.  True it is too.

Yet he is also very brave artistically with his career.

Impressionist works.  Perfected landscapes.  Architectural masterclasses.  Ordinary peoples, time-indefinitely painted during his various travels.

John Singer Sargent – Art at Everything.


Aelita Andre – Abstract Expressionist Genius

‘Sun Flares and Pegasus’ [2008] by Aelita Andre, acrylic on canvas, 36 ins x 24 ins. Photography by Nikka Kalashnikova.

Let’s begin with the second most surprising aspect of Aelita Andre’s artwork as you read my blog herewith..

.. Aelita is just 10 years of age at the time of my writing this article.  And yes, when you look at all her most up-to-date work displayed on her website: http://www.aelitaandre.com/ you might become perplexed at how Aelita has work going back to 2008!

Highly respected gallery curator Peter Gagliardi describes Aelita Andre as a genius.

The above artwork ‘Sun Flares and Pegasus’ is undoubtedly the work of a naturally gifted artist regardless of her tender age.  It’s reasonable to say that even the most knowledgeable art professionals cannot possibly know every single artwork by every renowned artist of the past 500 years.

There’s always a new masterpiece yet to be discovered..

Her arrangement of colour, use of space and positioning of paints in an orderly chaotic art production is confoundingly beautiful to explore throughout this piece.  It’s clear to see that Aelita enters another world whilst she paints.

The Artists Dimension.

Abstract work as a style soars with the sense and feeling of an eagle when it comes to subconscious ideas represented within artforms.

If Expressionism is the perceivable representation of any given physical subject how do we artistically explain expressionist works regarding invisible matter?  I do believe this is possible since we can genuinely interpret shared emotions from Abstract-Expressionist works.

The art world makes readily classifiable distinctions between art styles.  Reinforcing the art classification table from classical fruit bowls to abstraction.

That the art business is founded on creativity, originality and quality is the reason why Aelita Andre’s work will continue to be sought after.

I chose to write about ‘The Time Before Time’ pictured below courtesy of Nikka Kalashnikova as I’m enthralled by its unusally clever expressionistic quality.

Honestly, as always, this is one of the best artworks for mentally picturing how one might physically imagine TIME itself.  Especially as I’m an admirer of the visionary H.G. Wells.  It seemed perfectly conceivable to me almost to the point of laughing until solemnly returning to my instantaneously intuitive conclusion..

.. that Aelita has envisaged a believable metaphysical painting of ‘Time’ just as one might artistically reveal atmospheric Earth air, universal space or the various forces of energy.

We have to be entirely serious about being fun.  Aelita Andre is commensurate in both.

‘The Time Before Time’ [2015] by Aelita Andre, acrylic and silver leaf on canvas, 30 ins x 24 ins. Photography by Nikka Kalashnikova.

‘Swirling Starlight #3’ shown below has a magical quality, depth of structure with considerable intricacy and a notably romantic flavour.  The textural layers correspond neatly.  An entire orchestration of colour.  Our ‘mind-hands’ call upon our eyes to ‘touch feel’ thus causing our complimentary senses to wander all around the canvas excitedly.

Only learned painters can produce work with such skillful art direction as this.  All her own.

Nurture accompanied by natural genetic advantages.

Gwyneth Paltrow has numerous artistic talents that had the freedom to grow in a creative environment.  Again though, we’re all unique persons.

We have to learn these things for ourselves.

Aelita’s perceptive awareness made sense of the art around her breathtakingly quickly.  All art beyond purely spiritual actuation requires some process of originating physical ingenuity.

Aelita attained personal-artistic-physical control over what she was painting from a very early age.

Born with a natural gift made in about nine months.

Interestingly there are some child geniuses of mathematics whose parents haven’t the slightest idea where their child’s abilities were derived.  Even so, parents whose child had reasonable early nurture in any given field at first struggle with the reality that their child is accomplishing feats beyond any ordinary explanation.

‘Swirling Starlight #3’ [2014] by Aelita Andre, acrylic on canvas, 24 ins x 30 ins. Photography by Nikka Kalashnikova.

Continuing our discussion about early artistic ability ‘Blue Butterfly’ shown here..

‘Blue Butterfly’ [2011] by Aelita Andre, acrylic on canvas, 40 ins x 40 ins. Photography by Nikka Kalashnikova.

.. is particularly impressive as we all enjoy seasonal butterflies performing their instinctive dreamy dances as winged fairies across our sunny blue skies.

Deoxyribonucleic acid = DNA.

Strands and fronds float about going to goodness knows wherever they please.

Professional artists inspire and become inspired.  Whilst viewing ‘Blue Butterfly’ I began thinking about artworks at the atomic and molecular level as explanations across art genres.  The interactive experience roving gleefully over this most artful achromatic-chromatic painting is intensely inspirational.

The capacity for Aelita’s personality and her artworks to inspire people of all ages will firmly establish Aelita Andre as an eminently recognisable international artist.  I love her engaging art performances, the irrepressible elegance and attractiveness of her wildly free-spirited pieces.

Aelita Andre is the living definition of an Abstract-Expressionist genius with true star quality.


Kieron After Claude

“Cattle Walking At St Benet’s” [2015] by Kieron Williamson, Oil on canvas, 16ins x 22ins.

Having viewed John David Ratajkowski’s beautifully charming ‘Cow Tuesday’ art pieces online I thought it would be interesting for me to include “Cattle Walking At St Benet’s” by prodigious child artist Kieron Williamson.

Artists incorporate a unique personality and stylistic signature to their artworks.  Art experts know a John Ratajkowski artwork from a Kieron Williamson, a Basquiat from an Andy Warhol.

All masterful artists in their own right.

Where do I begin writing about an artist whom at six years of age was already exciting prospective buyers into making sealed bids for his artwork?

His lifetime earnings have exceeded £2.5 million.. and Kieron is still only 14 years old!

‘I guess’, said the movie veteran, that when you make a child genius we should always appreciate that their early talents have also likely been nurtured from a very young age.  Even so, they are undoubtedly born this way.

Like Justin Bieber musically.. and beyond.

“Cattle Walking At St Benet’s” is glorious.  Cows have that remarkable quality of looking at us pensively.  They’re immensely trusting.  Chewing the cud they couldn’t care less what was going on in another field, sheep grazing by their side.

Kieron’s artwork above captures the layperson’s idea of cows.  Aloof, awkwardly thoughtful and at great efforts in movement at everything until perhaps the Farmer calls.  That’s how I see it.

Then again, I breathe art every single day of my life.  Kieron and John too.

“Dramatic Sunset” [2009] by Kieron Williamson, Pastel from his 2nd Exhibition, 14 ins x 10 ins.

Immediately above is an astoundingly mature artwork by Kieron Williamson when he was just seven years old.  I encourage you to look online to see his people-in-rural-landscapes work.

This sunset pastel is one of my favourite sky scene artworks, ever.  I’m trying to bring forward words to describe here what I’m seeing.  Artists study artists and none more so than lifelong famed British artist David Hockney.

Therefore I can say that this sunset pastel has become ‘pools and portraits’ to the art world in my opinion.  KRW Esq, if you will.

“Distant Cattle” [2014] by Kieron Williamson, Oil on board, 10 ins x 14 ins.

The above artwork “Distant Cattle” contains intense drama.  The wind could be roaring any moment soon.  Those approaching clouds might loom as a thunderous downpour.  This painting is about our relationship with the environment.  How it makes us feel.

‘Urgency mixed with the oils of imperturbability’. 

Thanks Kieron, I’ve hyphenated this new saying as it sounded, dare I say of classic landscape art, inspirationally cool.

JMW Turner’s are cool.  And Hockney too.

Imperturbability, he said.  Oh how this most unusual word somehow reminds me of Roald Dahl and all his wonderful children’s books.

“London Monotone Figure” [2013] by Kieron Williamson, Oil on board, 10 ins x 14 ins.

I continued to sit back in my chair whilst I first viewed “London Monotone Figure” on Kieron’s website:


Anyone familiar with my photography will probably understand why for interconnective reasons:

“The Snow Walker” by Matt The Unfathomable Artist, photographed January 2010 of an unknown man near my local lake hometown.

Interconnective reasons of Imagination and Reality.

You see, at around 9 years of age I was by my own personal request gifted with a children’s book about spycraft.  It was for Christmas that year I think.

Can I please imagine that the solitary figure in Kieron’s painting is a spy vanishing into London’s misty void? Okay, he might be an old man.. in disguise?  Or a blind man tapping his way along the murky pathway?  Kieron’s painting allows artistic licence for our imagination.

Which brings me to my next interconnective thought..

..The 1927 film ‘Metropolis’ by Fritz Lang was my Dad’s favourite movie.  He owned the complete film on video.

The full movie is itself a work of art, inspirational even to this day.  I’ve no doubt my Dad saw a simile of his own mother and father in the film.  Yes a good likeness of character, a simile of my Gran and Grandad.  I’m absolutely certain of this.

M and the spy movie genre began to find its place in film art history.

“London Monotone Figure” is also a superior artwork.  Its simplicity and complexity.  A bluish-grey gun metal palette.  Mysterious, Spooky, Ghostly.  Absolutely charming, characterful and inventive of Kieron’s design.

Kieron Williamson is producing masterpieces in a consistent manner with the dexterity of past greats such as Carlos de Haes.

Here’s to a superb “Family Gathering” as we check the “View From A Window” at “Day’s End, Norfolk” just wishing for the “Blakeney Sunrise” to arrive.


‘The Foundlings’ – A Poem by Matt

'The Starry Night' [1889] by Vincent Van Gogh, Oil on canvas, 29 in ×  36 1⁄4 in.

‘The Starry Night’ [1889] by Vincent Van Gogh, Oil on canvas, 29 in ×  36 1⁄4 in.

Today I am inspired by three Friends, a Singer, a Painter, the Sons and Daughters of Humankind.

“The Three Desolates in Sight,

A multitude of dwellings readied for sand and clay,

The Foundlings.

A block made by Humankind, its breathing within.

First it’s blow an astonishment,

The building Hammer swift and unyielding for the Second strike.

Those that move around with camels make ancient cakes,

Feet sprout downwards strong as fig roots into the ground.

Palatial Grasses overgrow Dusts by the Water from its Rivers old.

Smiles are The Starry Night,

Peoples of the Vineyards and their Storehouses gather,

Trees spring forth for The Yellow Moon.

Their long necks are made happy,

As Thorns are gathered up for dung.

Even The Horned One recovers and the Grey Tail finds peace.”

– ‘The Foundlings‘ poem by Matt The Unfathomable Artist, Copyright © 9th February 2017.