Saturday, 12 September 2020

Agatha's Secret





I produced this animation using the black and white gouache paintings from my Encephalic Cleansing series.  The individual frames were created using layers in Photoshop, which were then imported into iMovie.

Animation & Music 
written, performed, produced & mixed by © ℗ Gaynor Perry
Mastered by Magic Garden







The beginning of the song and first few lines were heard in a dream. I recalled the atmosphere clearly when I awoke and translated what I perceived  musically as a starting point for this piece. I also dreamed about a magical silver dress.

The Harridan






Agatha’s secret, Agatha Agatha, Agatha’s secret of arty winning claim

I’ve seen you walking, I’ve seen you wearing a silver dress
He held you in the snicket that’s when you became a storm
You're the entity next door

Confusing, as it’s still light here
Happenings that suffuse darkness
I'd been traversing the rockery earlier that day

Come out to play with innocence and sunshine
Watching the swifts dart about on the breeze
And in your head a prisoner held hostage
By an aspect of you that can’t let go

Agatha’s secret, Agatha Agatha, Agatha’s secret of arty winning claim
Take your hands off the wheel

I’ve seen you walking, I’ve seen you wearing that silver dress
You were fun at three, dead to the world at nine, lost in bluebell woods

Escape the glare of the harridan living on top of you
Wrap yourself up in beetles, imagine what they will do

You’re pulling through the chaos and confusion
Watching the swifts dart about on the breeze
In your heart someone else’s sadness - they put it in you

Agatha’s secret, Agatha Agatha, Agatha’s secret of arty winning claim
Let the sunshine through













Wednesday, 22 April 2020

The Unbelievable Truth




This song is the result of encounters I had in the dream state, which is a very real place for me. As ever, I aspire to manifest the subconscious realm by conjuring the essence of my inner life through the medium of music.








The Unbelievable Truth


I found them painting clouds, they said it was easy
Then I was laying down, I was having the time of my life
Listening to the owls

I watched you get undressed, your body is a space gate
How many times did I take my face off?
It may not meld back on

There's an owl on the roof beckoning to me
Goddess of the trees
Reach out for what you love, it's reaching back for you
It's the unbelievable truth

We try to resist, civil unrest at our fingertips
You know, people live life times the way you sleep
Come to in my arms, come to

There's an owl on the roof beckoning to me
Goddess of the trees
Reach out for what you love, it's reaching back for you
It's the unbelievable truth



written, performed, produced  & mixed by ℗ © Gaynor Perry
Mastered by Magic Garden






Elizabeth



To discern the precinct of truth, it is essential to nurture a fluent dialogue with the subconscious. By developing a keen awareness of intuitive feelings, a curiosity and belief in the imagery and sensory episodes delivered in the dream state, one can discover an authentic affinity with the world.











Sunday, 15 March 2020

Listening Intently



Listening Intently to the Copse
30 x 30 cm, oil on board

The Copse
Welton, East Yorkshire

The Copse
Welton, East Yorkshire

Inside the copse
Welton, East Yorkshire




Listening Intently to the Beck
30 x 30 cm, oil on board


The Beck
Welton, East Yorkshire

The Beck
Welton, East Yorkshire

The Beck
Welton, East Yorkshire

The Beck
Welton, East Yorkshire

The Beck
Welton, East Yorkshire



Listening Intently to the Dale
30 x 30 cm, oil on board


Welton Dale, East Yorkshire

Welton Dale, East Yorkshire

Listening Intently to the Self
15 x 12 x 14 cm, air-dried clay, paint, gauze


Listening Intently to the Self
15 x 12 x 14 cm, air-dried clay, paint, gauze


Listening Intently II
30 x 30 cm, oil on paper






Saturday, 14 March 2020

Butoh

I had the pleasure of documenting Marie-Gabrielle Rotie's Butoh class recently. Photographing the sculptural forms created by the dancers, I was struck by the poignancy of their calm surrender to gravity.

"Butoh is an act of transformation, a process by which the performer 
searches for a state of becoming." 

www.butohuk.com









Marie-Gabrielle Rotie























Marie Gabrielle-Rotie