~ Painting A Day ~ John R. Redmond: Who Wants To Know?

18” x 14” x 1/2” abstract acrylic painting by John R Redmond

Hi All,

Here are some folks that came to say hello the other day. This painting is very amusing; slightly J. Piccaso Redmond to moi.

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Who Wants To Know is a tune I wrote a while back. I was singing it for some grade 2 kids the other day. A bunch of them were crowded around. When I sang the chorus, “Who wants to know?” The young girl right in front of me said, “I want to know.” Gotta love ‘em.
Check out the My Band section of my Facebook page or search for me on ReverbNation and you can hear the song. Try this link to find the tune. http://www.reverbnation.com/jredmond Murray and I recorded it in rough a year ago – one of the Mujotles basement tapes.

Detail; 18” x 14” x 1/2” abstract acrylic painting by John R Redmond

When a flower be-comes a seed
Seed becomes the flower’s need
Where you go is where you been
Rustling leaves become the wind

Who Wants to know? X4

Walking ‘long a city lane
Steps becoming much the same
One in front and two behind
Footprints makin’ visible time

Who wants to know? X4

Laundry basket, ticking clock
Worn out shirts and holey socks
Sorting out the old and new
Bag ‘em, toss ‘em down the chute

Who wants to know? X 2

Sometime mother, I wonder when
Here and now
And there and then
Who wants to know?

Breaking news now breaking wind
Papa comes talkin’ I just sinned
My land your land God and war and
Bush league big league intrigue and . . .

Who wants to know? X4

What’s the buzz now what’s the line
Tell your story I’ll tell mine
Propaganda, what ya after
Claws in me like a gentle raptor

Pictures painting; seemly scenes
Manifesting; dire dreams
Phantoms surfing Emptiness
Hollow, hungry, with finesse

Who wants to know? X2

Sometime mother, I wonder when
Here and now
And there and then

Who wants to know? . . .