Lovelify

trans. To render lovely. So 'lovelified ppl. a., 'lovelifying vbl. n. [Oxford English Dictionary]

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Keyword analysis time again... Last 48 hours have led the following searches to SHANE:-

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It's good to know that there's an online space for such searchers to... whatever. I guess adding special interest pictures to this blog would go down well. Probably shouldn't be using terms such as 'go down well'. 'Hot oral action' perhaps, but 'go down well' - no.

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Earlier today, radio 2 reported that the electioneering Ann Widdecombe - on a local radio phone-in - told a lady caller that in the event of Conservative Party policies not bringing about positive changes for her then Ann would buy her a cat. This is a person who had Prime Ministerial ambitions only a few years ago. At times like this I'm proud to be British.

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Sister Wexford managed to acquire tickets for self and Emma to go to a free music festival in the north east. That is just over a week away. I've looked at the line-up and I know of only one of the 'acts' (The Foo Fighters). I shall wear my most lurid mustard cardigan for the event. I think it's right that one should make the effort.

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Two years ago, I asked a man "At this moment in time, what question would you like to be asked, and what's the answer to that question?" The response was "Question: How do you feel your artwork and life fit in the bigger scheme of art history and society? Answer: I feel like, as post-beat scenes go, I came of age during punk which was the last distinct and dynamic youth culture movement. I made extreme performance work that was always gauged by this intensity. I think I also effectively communicated my torture (from being haunted by religion, drug addiction, self-destruction, HIV...) without becoming a victim. I think many of my performances were complex responses. I used to care if I was going to leave a mark or at least "finish" making everything I need to make. In my 40s, I've become much less "do or die" about art and life." He also went on to mention gardening and socialising with friends. The man's name was (and still is) Ron Athey. A nice guy. Gentle and serene. I later saw him pull a two metre string of pearls out of his arse. An hour or so after that we chatted about violin music, as an oozle of puss leaked from his right face-cheek - you see, that had been where a hook was removed from. But, was it ever art?

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One to ponder: 'Unconditional love'. Hmmmm, totally unconditional?

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I love lush green landscapes.