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The Wrong side

Can the Femme Fatale outrun her pursuer in this stylish Film Noir?

Written, Directed and Edited by Sarah O'Regan

Director of Photography - Dani Wall

Lighting - Keith O'Connell

Art Dept./1st AD - Sean Stanton

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My friends, how wonderful it is to converse with you again, I am assuming you are yet again hungry for a rant? Very good. I came prepared this time; A fresh bottle of Midleton rare  and these smooth hamlet cigars. Let us get comfortable and entwined as we step into the world of my wonderings.

Sorry

Sorry has become a word that gets thrown around far too comfortably.

Sorry is supposed to have meaning; it’s supposed to be hard to say. Sorry is about sincere inner reflections of your own behaviours and admitting definitive fault. It is about baring your soul and throwing yourself at another’s mercy.

People will, without thinking, spew out a meaningless apology to simply defuse a situation. Nothing is truly resolved; only swept aside for later resentments to boil over. As the recipient of an apology, you are simply expected to forgive the other, regardless of how lame their use of sorry is; it would be considered impolite not to forgive... More

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Marina Abramovic - A Minute of Silence 

This video is just beautiful and gets me every time.

It's a very true and sincere expression of a deep rooted and nostalgic love.

 In it, Marina becomes endearingly moved by the experience.

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The Poet

Breathless and speechless

I behold the words 

that caress my spirit,

The words that stir adoration

And inspiration,

Organic and free

authentic and playful,

Rooted in deep contemplation,

the words don't just speak

They cry out

They beckon,

Loosing myself in his written embrace,

Transfixed in awe as his words meander

through my heart and soul

and paint the magical landscapes of fantasy

that dwells within the ordinary of reality,

Writing only from the heart,

he emits a flaring passion

Immersed in a dreamy calm,

Not just a skill,

not something learned,

But a gift,

a gift given and boldly shared with the world.

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The Enigma of Gratitude

The very moment I let go of gratitude, is the moment I began to truly live.

We’ve had a strained relationship; gratitude and I. It was, at a time, my safety net and my pitfall; my comfort blanket and my bed of nails; it would firmly ground me and scathingly belittle me all at once. For me, gratitude was the playground of quiet self-loathing and hopelessness.

I am, by no means, claiming any solid scientific evidence or psychological studies having any involvement in this; in fact Google begs to differ on my theory. I am merely basing this on my own personal experience with gratitude. As far as the mass population is concerned, there are no negative side effects in displaying gratitude.

Dozens of articles that I came across claim that showing more gratitude is the key to a happy life. I have read books that preach of the benefits of living a grateful life. Now I agree, to a certain extent; that yes, gratitude is great and perhaps gratitude leads to a happy, fulfilled life; however, I have come to find that it can be catastrophically destructive towards the self if not practiced in moderation...More

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My Hero

 Painting is a very soothing and therapeutic hobby for me.

Painting and drawing isn't a gift of mine and because I find myself stuck in the real world more often than I care, It can take me some time to finish a piece.

Saying that, I do enjoy the process and prefer to paint bright and colourful characters. Wonder Woman is without a doubt my favourite super hero and as a tribute to that strong and heroic lady, I have painted her portrait using some bold acrylics. She even has a place of pride hanging over my bed now.

Acrylic paint on canvas 

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Hannah Poulter

Hannah is a budding young artist, whose natural gifts span across many folds of the creative spectrum.

Not only does Hannah's wondrous ability portray itself through her sketches but she has been known to weave poignant and thoughtful verses as well.

She has an eternal imagination and her need to create limits itself to no bounds. Hannah is already an artist in her own right and her future will dawn nothing but success.

Check out and like Hannah Poulter's Facebook page to keep up to date with this young artist.

 

More from Hannah...

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For those of you who don't know me, I am Jack, "Mother-Fucking" Coving:

Divorced, desolate and drunk; sitting in a tiny shoe box flat, housing a child's sized bed, a worn hotplate and a drippy tap. I drink hard, I fuck hard, I write hard. I couldn't tell you when I last had a shave or a vegetable that wasn't encased in batter.

Rolling with the Times

Jack questions our humble little island's capabilities to deal with what the future may bring. He curiously wonders why we can't let go of our oppressive traditions and attitudes.
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When I Grow up I Want to be               

For anybody who struggles to find peace and purpose in their life, this book offers advise and practical solutions  to live a fulfilling life.

This is a short ebook that I've put together where I discuss some practical measures to bring fulfillment and pleasure to  your life. It is based on the experiences of my own dreary life, that has brought me to the precipice on many occasions. I was once completely lost and utterly hopeless, however by doing some serious and honest exploring and research, my attitude and approach to life changed. By melding a few new habits into my daily 9-5 in retail, I have claimed a peaceful and worthwhile existence.

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Have you found yourself in a place in your life where you simply don't want to be? Do you struggle to get yourself out of bed in the morning? Do you fail to see any hope of salvation in your future? Do worrisome anxieties and stresses seep into every part of your life? Are you stuck in a dead-end, low paying job? Can you remember the last time you were truly content, fulfilled and hopeful? If this strikes a cord with you, I urge you to read on. There is hope, there is happiness, there is liberation waiting for you, you just need to find it.

I don't claim to have all the answers and I don't claim any miracles. If you are looking for a quick fix, you're looking in the wrong place. What I do promise is a sense of fulfillment, joy and purpose but it will require some effort on your part. Simply reading through this book is not enough. These pages are intended as a guide. They will ask some poignant questions but offer practical advice on how to bring pleasure and contentment to your life. 

True change will come from your want and desire to change. You will need to practice patience, bravery and complete honesty with youself but once you do, you will be freed from the despairing and stressful. 

This book is intended to reach anybody who has become apathetic, lost or depressed with the drudgery of life. For anybody who has lost hope, meaning, self-belief and confidence. For anybody who is on the precipice and cannot see a way out. For those who haul themselves to their mundane 9-5 job, hating every moment. For those who want more, for those who have been treated unfairly by life. 

The information contained in this book is based on my own personal experiences, research and inspiration from fellow authors. Even if my methods don't work for you, I hope it will at least inspire you to make changes of your own. Before living my life with this new outlook, I suffered with anxiety and depression. Acts of self harm and thoughts of suicide were a frequent. Now however, though I am still working my thankless job and on the surface I'm still in the same place, my outlook on life has changed dramatically for the better and yours can too...

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Happy May 1st! 

Despite the somewhat overcast skies and slight chill, I can't help but feel content and bright this morning,

The summer mornings are my favourite time; there's something serenely primal and almost magical about surrounding yourself in the simplicity of nature during the fresh mornings.

Bunny and Overcast

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Lorraine Poulter

As innate as our need to breath, so too is Lorraine's need to write. With vivid and colourful detail, she eloquates her world of fantasy with such rich depth and authenticity, that the lines between reality and fiction become blurred. She has a vast and bold imagination, which she so spectacularly brings to life through her inspiring and invogorating words.

Lorraine has poured her heart and soul into her latest novel, The Tower of Medreil, her fierce determination and her extravagant talent are a source of pure inspiration and entertainment. 

Watch this space for this up and coming author. 

Visit Lorraine here Facebook

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Borrowed Time

One more for the road

We quip without subtly,

The journey is long

and our souls are worn,

The road is hard

And where it goes we don't know,

we just need one more, 

To get us along,

The soothing heat caresses our milky skin,

Wrapped in each other

lost in soaking euphoria,

Our lust to stay consumes,

Alas,

We know we cannot remain,

Our journey impatiently beckons

trudging forward we must go on,

Perhaps some day we may

Just stay a little longer,

For now we must march onward,

Blind and lost,

Unknowing and apprehensive,

Longing always to return

When our journey meets its end

And time will finally be ours.

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The Dam

Tough as nails

Hard as a rock

I'll take it in my stride, 

No time for pain

No time to reflect

No time to divulge or analyse,

Not a crack will I show,

Not a tear will I shed, 

I'll carry your troubles

And take on the world, 

I'll steady its weight on my shoulders,

The heavier the burden

the stronger my will, 

For it is the fuel that drives me forth, 

not a crack will I show,

nor a tear will I shed,

The isolation suffocates,
The expectation terrorises,
The burdens they mount,
I must stand strong
I must hold it all
And fight my ever growing battle,
Not a crack will I show,
Not a tear will I shed,

I kept it all
Bursting at the seams
As the flaking plater rotted
And the reservoir ran high,
No end to its acid depths,
The wall can only hold so much
Before the dam must break,
The fear of the display that comes with weakness,
My insides come out for the world to see,
Not as solid as I once thought,
Not as rigid as the world expects,
Lurking within is a marshmallow centre
Embracing with all sensitivity,
All structure crumbled
Washing the landscape,
Dawning a new era,
Released from my rock and mortar,
The cracks they did show,
The tears they did shed.

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The Soldier

With strength inconceivable 
The tiny soldier marches on
Hoisting his prize aloft,
Determination,
Duty,
Destiny,
Complete conformity,

He trundles on
Knowing no better
Thinking no thoughts,
Acceptance,
Apathy,
Amenability,
Perfect pliability,

In line with his brethren,
A cog of thousands
Serving only his queen,
Loyalty,
Labouring,
Lading, 
Utter unity, 

The bliss of ignorance 
The content of unheeded, 
Never knowing the vastness of the world,
An exchange, 
For his purpose unquestioned.

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The Wonderings of Jack Coving

Once again, you have arrived, full of zealous to engage in my wonderings. I won’t keep you too long this time; short and sweet, I promise. I appreciate your interest in the nattering of a broken man; it is very kind of you. Please make yourself comfortable and join me, as we dive once again, into my wonderings.

It’s a Dog’s Life

It says a lot about the morals and values of society when an eleven grand reward is offered up for information regarding a tortured dog. It makes me think that priorities are somewhat askew here.

From one animal lover to another; it makes me sick to my stomach to think that somebody would be so twisted as to slit the throat of a family pet, however on the same weekend as this horrific incident; a man in his seventies was pulled from a car and beaten to within an inch of his life; his attacker got into a serious fit of road rage. Not many people had heard about this; never mind mustering the enthusiasm to catch the sick son of a bitch who flogged this poor man... More

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The Wonderings of Jack Coving  

I must admit my surprise to see you return. I thought my last rant had sent you on your way for good. How glad I am we cross paths again. Please my friend, fill your glass and make yourself comfortable, as we indulge once again, in my wonderings…

Jack Coving Presents: Where is my God?

An Atheist’s Guide to Salvation

At one point in my life, I had it all worked out. I had a wonderful wife, a promising career, a nice home and a savage car; I still have the car, but like myself, it’s been through the trenches. I dealt with the here and the now; with facts, figures and logic. I thought I was smart; much smarter than those God fearing fools. I had it all figured out. I didn’t fall into the trap of humble, wholesome religion; God never existed and never will. Who needs God when you have logic?...More

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Arts and Crafts - Wind Chimes
I decided to spend my lazy bank holiday Monday making these not very chimey wind chimes out of old Christmas decorations, ribbons, bangles and old jewelry... More

Hearts and Stars

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Indulge yourself in the first Wondering of of Jack Coving, as he relinquishes his own colourful insight on the Equal Marriage Referendum coming up on May 22nd in Ireland.

The Wonderings of Jack “Mother-Fucking” Coving

For those of you who don't know me, I am Jack, Mother-Fucking Coving: 

Divorced, desolate and drunk; sitting in a tiny shoe box flat, housing only a child's sized bed, a worn hotplate and a drippy tap. I drink hard, I fuck hard, I write hard. I couldn’t tell you when I last had a shave or a vegetable that wasn’t encased in batter.

Annie, she was my first wife and is a good woman. Don’t let our divorce pit you against her, she put up with a lot; I didn’t get my name for no reason, you know. Fuck, I saw the devil himself rise inside her the day she caught her mother, Maura, and I going at it on the kitchen counter. She ran me out of the house bollock naked, Eileen next door got a good gawk and all...More

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Getting Back to it!
Though I have remained somewhat dormant within the creative world for some time (I may have been slightly disillusioned leaving college) A recent "spiritual awakening" (In the words of the outstanding Brene Brown) has rekindled my joy, passion and confidence for storytelling. I have over the last year, been taking literally every lunch break, every evening, ever day off, every little moment to complete my first novel; which had been manifesting in my imagination for over a decade.
It is almost complete and will hopefully be the first of a trilogy of fantasy adventure epics.

For now, I have written this soul searching piece. A piece that really helped me.


Pretending

In a world of pretenders, I pretend; to fit in. I pretend; to feel accepted. I pretend; to make friends. So many years of pretending; I became lost and unknown to myself.

In a society of extroverts, the loudest thrive.
Boldness and brashness is the key to success; domination of people, title, money and power is the goal... More

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Character Paintings
I've always loved the bold, vibrant colours and style used in pop art.

Bright colours and bold outlines have always been my prefered style, when it comes to painting; mostly because I'm not much of a painter and I never really developed the skillful techniques used in blending and shading colours.

Here is a small sample of acrylic paintings I have done inspired by video game and comic book characters. I have a few more on the go, but it is slow, steady work... More

My Hero

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