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Hull Mela Festival Sunday 31st July 2005 by Jane Foster
Photo Gallery 5 By Jane Foster
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Photographs courtesy and Copyright © Jane Foster thisisUll.com
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Art - Kingswood High School Hosts an Art Exhibition Primary Colours for Fair Trade from school children in Hull by Mo.
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Last Thursday saw the launch of a 10 day exhibition called Primary Colours at Kingswood High School, Bransholme.
Featured was artwork from a number of local primary schools - The Dales and Coleford - both under
threat of closure - and Cleeve, Bude and other primary schools
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Art - The History of LSD Blotter Art Compiled by Rich Mills
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Blotter Art is a term that refers to the artwork that liquid LSD is dropped onto.
The artwork is printed onto blotter paper and then perforated into tiny squares or
hits, which can be torn apart into easy to manage quantities.
In 1938 LSD-25 (or diethylamide
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Art Gallery - By Local Artist Patrick Henry
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I became a self-taught painter at the age of 36 when living in a mediaeval
village in the French Dordogne.
Post-Impressionism had been my favourite kind of art for long before that.
I think it has a basic relevance that will never be exhausted.
Renaissance paintings are also very
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Art Gallery - By Hull Artist Darren Rogers.
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This is a series of photographs we'd like to present by Darren Rogers, an artist from Hull, East Yorkshire, England.
Darren has not only proven himself to be an incredible photographer - providing the most
brilliant galleries of live band performances
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Poetry - The day the bombs went off by Lee Cassanell
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I watched my Dad explode last week
I couldn't help but laugh,
He'd bought an almond cake for tea and paid for a new bath
My mother cried
And so did I
He had a leek and tatty pie
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Poetry - Port of Call By Patrick Henry
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Sailor home from the sea, soldier back from the war,
Who are you? This has never been told
To those meant to be nearest, or even yourself
Through wild years playing your part round the world.
Tinker, rover, soldier, sailor: all set deep in your Northern race;
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Poetry - The Cup That Cheers By Patrick Henry
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The reds, the underdog team they were up
For the Final night of the Europe Cup.
We wished them the best backing Liverpool,
The rough old port where hope was born,
Where you'll find no trees nor scented breeze,
Nor fields of waving corn;
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Poetry - Red Fox Blues By Patrick Henry
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I'm blue, but not true blue that way
Of the high mighty rich who took my town away.
Blue sounds of protest stand for those in need to say
Light from the hard left should shine back some sweet day
Lady Day sang the blues are nothing but a cold grey day,
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Poetry - Boner, Johnny and Bob by Adam Atkinson
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My name's Mr Bono
and my name's Elton John
I'm helping out with Bob's Live Aid
to try and sell this song
I'm acting sympathetic
to Africa's grave plight
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Poetry - Memories of the Royal and Ancient City of Hull By Maurice Fairfield
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Now if you are an Ull Kid
Or if you used to be one
No matter where you wander
Or how long you're gone
Then from your deepest psyche
Memories you'll cull
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Poetry - The Liberal Movement Sucks! By Adam Atkinson
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Druggies, lefties and suckers
Sponging off the dole
Preachin' to me bout politics
Shove it up ya ole
Sittin' on their arses
Smokin' on their fags
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Poetry - Stabbing a Word to Death in Broad Daylight By Joe Hakim
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Don't say it
don't even mention it.
Don't say it
because you don't
mean it.
Don't say it
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Poetry - A Sincere, Heartfelt Apology to my Stomach, Intestines and Guts in General by Joe Hakim
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I'm sorry,
I don't know
if it's more for myself,
or
for you,
but seeing as you
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Poetry - Gravity Always Wins By Joe Hakim
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There's this girl
I know
she's not a lover
not even a friend
if I'm honest about it,
just a girl
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Poetry - Night And Day By Elsie Creek and Michelle Dee
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Mine is the night
When stars and moon
Hide away; turn their faces
To the clouds
No reflected light
Not a sound
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Poetry - Watch Yourself By Joe Hakim
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Taking my watch off
letting the
burden on my arm,
on my life,
drop to the floor
at the end of the night,
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Poetry - Invisible Ink by Lee Cassanell
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A five year stretch
This sunken wreck
Has fresh sails hoisted high
His beard is trimmed
He's switched from gin
To Cuban Rum and lime,
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Poetry - Life in a B-Movie Subplot of Your Own Making By Joe Hakim
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We're not together,
we're in the same room,
she's just there, a bit
lonely, a bit
desperate, waiting to see
if anything happens,
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