Appearance

The Sun appears to go around the Earth but that is not the case.

Do you believe your eyes, have you a pretty face?

I am a handsome poet or so some lady said.

She might like to be called that, she is not dead.

Your opinion may differ from others, mine does from my brother’s.

Do less obviously attractive girls get asked at a dance?

Do men deserve a kick in the pants?

Things are not as they seem.

Wake up from a dream.

Tich Ennis

17th January, 2018

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Late

I’ve left it rather late to do anything at all.

I like writing most of all.

So I write, that’s what I do.

Do I sound anything like you?

I thought I couldn’t do it, now I don’t care.

I feel, the words are there.

I’m old, shall my story be told?

The most boring subject is oneself, that book stays on the shelf.

Everyone’s life is interesting, so I heard.

I believe in the word.

I wanted to write when young, and did some, sometimes I bit my tongue.

Don’t want to be, just do.

An old man’s advice to you.

Tich Ennis

17th January, 2018

Last Option

Now at last I do or die.

Or at least try.

I cannot pay one who knows, I can’t afford new clothes.

No money, don’t you understand?

I don’t, things are not grand.

I myself must find out how, that’s the best way.

I may ring one last friend, today.

Writing this is postponement, I must make atonement.

For what I am not sure, maybe a lazy mind.

I am not the thinking kind.

Some things come easily to me.

Not everything, you see.

My best friend believed in me.

So I will try, and hopefully achieve.

I must myself believe.

Others have done it, so can I.

I tell myself that is no lie.

It will happen if I try.

I have no other choice, its up to me.

I will do it, wait and see.

Tich Ennis

15th January, 2018

 

Fantasy And Reality

I am considering entering the digital world, publishing digitally, the real world having failed me miserably. I view the digital world with some revulsion for not being the real thing. I am real and live in reality, literally and metaphorically.   Those who live in the digital world wouldn’t know reality if it bit them in the you know where.   Fantasy addicts everyone. Clinics for their treatment have been set up in South Korea, or try Lourdes.

So why enter this fantastical phantasmagoria, the enemy of flesh and blood, mania itself, home of addicts, fantasists and deluded self- made fools, to coin a phrase?   To rescue them from their delusion and myself from misery.   Bring sanity to the mad house.   Set my people free.

In the real world books are made of paper, see them, feel them, smell them, drop them on your toe and know they’re there. Not so in the virtual world.   The Library of Congress in your hand but nothing in reality.   Suppose a power failure, what then? Does madness ensue? Lost without your phone.   Curl up with a book, a real book. Kiss a real girl.

So I too enter the mad house for I hope a short stay.   To visit those who fly from reality, fear it, hate it, ignore it and treat it as not existing. I know the feeling, c’est la grande illusion.   Brush up your French.

My purpose is nothing less than to bring reality to life.   The virtual world is a stepping stone to the real thing, a stone’s throw away as you might say, not to put words in your mouth.   Step one: the virtual world. Step two: the real world. When I find the key to the virtual world. So I must approach the drug peddlers.

Everyone and his aunt describes themself as a writer or author today because they live in the virtual world publishing their work there, but who buys? Almost no one. Who gets rich? The digital media barons, the drug peddlers.   You might as well scrawl on a wall.

So I will enter the world of the deluded, the fantasists, because I have nowhere else to go. The real world does not want me or my wares. It having been taken over by fantasy.   I enter your world in a reverse take over bid.   When? When I get around to it. I act the madman with an aching heart so as to conform but it is only an act. I hate myself for doing it.   But do it I will.

I am no conceptual artist. I believe in the realisation of concepts and many other things which appear to have been forgotten in this age of fantasy. Fantasy is fake reality.   Ideally I exist in both worlds, I and my work. Until the real thing comes along.

So I shall be coming soon to a device near you.  Don’t say you weren’t warned.

Tich Ennis

19th January, 2018

Patreon – Artist Patronage

Dear reader, if any.  I have no idea why this stuff came out formatted this way, I cut and pasted from gmail, bear with me. d

Patreon – Artist Patronage

Tich Ennis 
Jan 16 (2 days ago)
to Helena

https://tichennis.wordpress.com/2018/01/16/patreon-maybe/

 

I don’t know much about this yet but it seems good.  I need to find out more.  Keep going,

d

Tich Ennis 
10:26 PM (22 hours ago)
to Luke, Kevin

Luke,

 

Helena thought I should ask you about this Patreon thing, suggested to my by Kevin a couple of years ago, but I am only now investigating it.  Check out my link above, absolutely at the consideration and investigation stage, that’s where I am.

Some guy said in a video that Patreon is only a subscription or Patronage site, the artist has to make him or herself known, so as to get followers, on other social media platforms, Facebook, Instagram or whatever.  So people know they exist.

There is a lot I don’t know about Patreon, yet.  What do you think?

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iZ1mE6IORYQ

 

This guy in this link is analytical and quite good, talking about the patronage models, a per item or per month basis, the pros and cons of each.

 

On some other video I got the idea an artist can offer choices to their patrons, one or other of the above and set the amount in each case, maybe have various patrons at their own choice of amount of and method of payment.

 

I don’t know if anyone can browse on Patreon and check various art forms, videos or whatever, hopefully yes, but maybe not.

 

Whatever Patreon is it is not alone the answer to every artist’s problems.

 

Some books on Patreon are available on Amazon UK, mostly by download.  I’ll check them out.

 

Books when good have a good comprehensive overview.  What is it, how does it work, the first questions.  The Devil is in the detail, as I said to Helena.

 

Find out all about it and then don’t do it?  A false dawn?

 

A small apple is better than none, make your own analogy.

 

It is good it exists.  Not many know I do.  I have 81 followers on my blog.  I never or hardly ever look at my Facebook page but copy my blog entries there.  One real flesh and blood human said he likes my stuff on Facebook, keep putting it there.

 

Even a few patrons are better than none or would be.

 

Something is better than nothing.

 

Have you any thoughts?  Finding good stuff on the internet is liking finding a Ming vase in a rubbish dump.

 

I have been told I will be famous after I die.  Looks like a fake suicide is in order.

 

No wreaths please,

 

David

 

 

Attachments area

Preview YouTube video Patreon: Pros and Cons

Patreon: Pros and Cons

 

Tich Ennis 
10:38 AM (9 hours ago)
to Helena, Luke, Kevin

 

———- Forwarded message ———-
From: Tich Ennis >

On further reading it appears Patreon does not allow browsing except for the top five in each category.  An artist must publicise or market themselves elsewhere, social media for example.  This is just what I am not good at.

I would have preferred if it could be described as like an art gallery, a bookshop or a record and cd shop where the public may browse the total stock, as well as ask for things by name.  But no.

The two books on Amazon on Patreon have conflicting reviews, thumbs up and thumbs down, the nay sayer saying of one all this information can be got off Youtube, the frequently asked questions and About, on the Patreon website.

The difference is its all together in a book, a book is quicker and better than hunting all over the place.

I will still consider Patreon.

When on my blog I put all my posts on Twitter, FaceBook and that Google plus thing or whatever its called.

Whether anyone notices is up to them.

I sometimes put a link to my most recent blog post on one of those chatlines that comes up alongside when I call up a radio station I listen to.

That is the extent of my interaction with the digital world.

Neither I nor my work is famous.

Yours humbly,

David

 

 

 

Tich Ennis 
7:47 PM (41 minutes ago)
to Helena, Luke, Kevin

So I assess Patreon and find it wanting.  I have not given up all hope.  Nor do I know every detail about this thing Patreon.  My investigation is not complete.

As to self advertising, which is alien to my nature, I could publish an e-book on Kindle or wherever and maybe collect some reviews.  Including naysayers.

Samuel Johnston said the Irish are a very fair minded people, they never speak well of one another.  Bang on. Some people are born to criticise, in the negative sense.  Nature or nurture? Even Patreon is not all bad.

There is a little good in the worst of us and a little bad in the best of us.

Said a deceased relative, speaking while alive.

If the mountain won’t come to Mahomet Mahomet must come to the mountain.  The artist similarly?  The general public live in blissful ignorance of myself and my work.  When ignorance is bliss tis folly to be wise.

James of Beat That the oldie and second hand book store said my brother and I should stage a naked protest outside the local hotel which won’t put up my poster even though they suggested it, making world wide headlines and myself famous in the process.  My brother said we should wait for better weather.

The naked artist.  Burned at the steak.  Medium rare.  What to do with my ashes?  Lay them alongside my work, hopefully not also consumed in flames.

I, hermit.  Not robot.  Isaac Asimov said that first.  As we say in this country, its a hard oul’ station.  And getting harder all the time.  And I quote.

The internet lacks an editor, keeping the good stuff, throwing out the bad.  Nowadays editing is thought to mean mere appearance, which font, layout on the page, nothing to do with the content and what it says.  Boybands chosen for appearance not voice.  The world we live in.  Appearance also matters, but it is not the only thing.  Say that in a beauty parlour.

Says I to a woman outside a hotel who said she had been at the beauty parlour, did it make any difference?  That must have made you very popular said a friend.

I described the treatment I would offer as a beauty treatment.  Paint all over then use paint stripper.  Would you come, I asked her?  Mud baths, milk baths, cucumber on your eyes, I ask you.  The world we live in.

I’m in the wrong business.

Yours artistically,

David

I have not condemned Patreon to Hell.

d

Tich Ennis

18th January, 2018

 

 

Patreon – Maybe?

I am considering signing up for the artists’ patronage site, Patreon.  At a glance it appears good or maybe very good.  I don’t allow myself to get excited.  Some guy said he doesn’t believe in positive thinking because you think its going to happen and it doesn’t then you get all depressed.

Where have all the patrons gone?  Gone to the digital world, everyone.  There goes the mob, I am their leader, I must follow them.  After further consideration.  Look before you leap.  Yesterday we stood on the edge of an abyss, today we take a great leap forward – Russian politician.

My most recent poem blogged here, Sinn Fein, is not my most recent poem, I normally put them up chronologically, in order of writing.  I suppose I’ll get around to putting that earlier one up.   I need to read up about Patreon.

Its snowing here now, first snow I’ve seen for a long time.  Predicted, but predictions are often unreliable.  You can’t be wrong all the time.

About Patreon, when I know what, how, and why I may write further on that topic.  If it works, it works.  It appears to work for some, as far as I can see from a brief study.

I feel my stuff is uncategorisable, does not fit any niche or genre, I know some like it.  The real world and the virtual, the real world is more expensive.  Matter matters, matter costs.  Paper, ink, printing, plastic discs, but I like that world too.  It is my first love.

So I climb a learning curve.  Slow learner though I be.  I desire a comprehensive overview.  I feel it may take me three days to get there, the summit, apex, pinnacle, look up your thesaurus.  Top.  From where I will survey the scene.

Where to have the picnic?  Or whether, weather permitting.  The top will do, enjoy the view.  Birds may eat the crumbs.  The joy of alfresco, no floor to sweep up.  And if you spill your drink don’t panic.  Far from the kitchen sink.

Patreon here I come but will you notice?  New worlds to conquer, said the unwanted immigrant.  Napoleon was not French, I console myself with that thought.  An outsider.  With an objective view.

Does anyone want my tourist postcards?

Tich Ennis

16th January, 2018

 

Sinn Fein

Sinn Fein revealed for the sectarian murderers they are.

When will they find their guiding star?

Whatever happened to live and let live, to love means to give.

As for the Unionists why don’t you learn Scots Gaelic, its more or less the same.

Why play the hate game?

We’re all the same.

I’d like a borderless world, the Earth has none.

May we smile under the Sun.

Must I make it absolutely clear, borders are man made, creating fear.

Lets have no borders here.

Maybe next year.

When will tomorrow come, never, people say.

The IRA have not gone away.

Allow the children play.

That’s all I have to say.

Forever and a day.

A child waves at everyone passing by, even me.

They see.

When will truth be?

A child believes in friendliness, do not betray their trust.

We are made from the same dust.

Okay, Sinn Fein, you had your say.

Help make hate go away.

I have not joined the haters.

I am one of the waiters.

I don’t mean in a hotel.

What the Hell!

Tich Ennis

16th January, 2018