Noel Worthington-Smythe

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Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome back to the new ARTSHARKS Blog!

Please join us in welcoming a new addition to the ARTSHARKS Blog family “Noel Worthington-Smythe

I’m a fine art dealer and amateur painter living in Devon, England. After I sold my studio in the West End of London and retired, I decided to explore the world of art by visiting different cultures around the globe.

I wanted to understand the differences between nations, and how they express their feelings through their visual arts. I needed to see what they were saying (not hear them speak about their feelings), because I knew I did not have the time to learn so many languages.

My journey took four years. During this time, I visited all five continents, and travelled to many fascinating places. When I returned a week ago with my collection of more than 2,000 photographs, I decided to start this blog and share my understandings of them. I’m hoping others will join me on this journey, and share their own experiences too.

~Noel Worthington-Smythe

Pain in the Rain

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Set Fire To The Rain, by Nik Helbig

Set Fire To The Rain, by Nik Helbig

There are whispers in this silence, and if you close your eyes you will be able to see the patterns of heat, the blinding red and yellow and orange that flare up and disappear as the lightning strikes the earth and is swallowed up by the soil. There are whispers in the silence and you can hear them punctuated by the growling of thunder and the hiss of rain as it streaks down the window panes, invisible soundless claws that leave streaks of liquid—of colorless blood, of colorless tears, I’ve never figured that out, and I haven’t found the person who can tell me.

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Uninvited

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“Woman In Rain” by Luthien Tari

Get away from me. What makes you even think I’d speak to you? But no, why stoop to your level? Why not be myself? Why not give you a smile—a real smile, a pained smile, but a cold smile, a smile that reflects exactly what I feel. Why not give you my time—just a few minutes, because you honestly don’t deserve more, but some time nonetheless because after all this time perhaps you will realize, finally, the value of time, and not grouse about spending it with people who never ask for anything more, who never even asked for that. It’s like giving a gift and complaining the entire time about how much you spent on it and to what ends you had to go to purchase it. Who even asked you for it anyway? No one. That’s the point of a gift. And if you don’t want to give it—don’t.  Continue Reading

Delineated Ambiguity

Delineated Ambiguity

An oil painting on paper of an abstract with sensual undertones so subtly suggests that innocence and awareness are delineated by the single dividing line.Ambiguity … read more

Summertime

Summertime

I breathe in the salty air and it fills my lungs with a sence of calmness. Everything is fine, I can smell it. I feel the hot sand beneath my feet. I leave footsteps in the … read more

Caught Unawares

Caught Unawares

Sleepless Nights, by TuHongtao A doll like figure of a girl leaning over an unmade bed, wistfully staring at nothing while a huge vista is offered to her by a fully opened glassed … read more

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