Who am I and What am I.?

Dear readers recently a lot of people on facebook were asking me a lot of questions about my art and how I managed to paint the pictures that I have painted.So I have decided to say someting about myself.Who am I and what kind of person I am.A kind of autobiography but a very short one.I am called Raymond Wunna.I was born on farm at the foot of shan hills in Burma.A small town called Kalaw.My mother was a shan of good family upbringing.My Dad was Burmese and from a village called Saging near Mandalay which was the Royal capital of Burma where the Royal palace is.I have live in U.K for more than 30 years and was a graduate from Medical College 1 on Yangon ans also Gratuate from Seffield University in England.
I am a simple man with very morderate.

"AOL.COM" What an incompetence farce.

I was cut off internet for couple of weeks before Christmas because of the incompetence of AOL internet company.This is not a joke I am really annoyed with this American online internet company.When my internet broadband was not working my wife rang them many times

Farcebook is rubbish let us move to good old Myspace.

Dear readers,Iam telling you the truth.Since I have been on facebook I have nothing but disappointment,dissatisfaction and regret bcause facebook sucks.I have been on Myspace before and was very happy with the format.I only changed to facebook some of my friends persuaded me to do so.Thank God I still kept my Myspace account.I have an Art Gallery on Myspace which is immaculate which is far more beautifull and superior than that on the one I have on facebook.The quality of presentation of photos on facebook is poor.On Myspace there are a lot of things you can do better.Downloading music is definitely better than facebook.You can write blogs on Myspace but there is no blogging facility on facebook.You can have a wider variety of friends on Myspace than facebook.There are more artists colonies on Myspace than facebook.The chat line on Myspace is far more better than facebook.Actually facebook profile is small and cramped and have hardly any space to demonstrate your art works.Facebook is slow and Myspace is fast.I am seriously thinking of going on back to Myspace for the benifit of my art works and blogging.Now I am blogging this from my blogger and putting it on facebook whereas on Myspace I can do the blogging on it.
So dear friends from now on I will be more on Myspace than on facebook.If you want to find me come on to Myspace and we can have a happy chat on there.My link on Myspace is."www.myspace.com/raymondwunna"

See you all over Myspace,
Raymond Wunna(Romanticart)

From my little corner I blog what I see."All classes are criminals.We live in an age of equality."

Dear readers,"Law and Order" is my favourite topic of the day.Just seen on BBC news the last hours of Colonel Gaddafi the rebels forces are in the capital of Libya on the street chanting lawlessness.They have siezed three quaters of Libya's capital Tripoli and Gaddafi's forces hold only a quater of it.Gaddafi's men said they will defend their leader to death and warned that blood would run in the street every where.They pounded rebels forces with rockets anti-aircract shells and motars causing military and civilian deaths in massive scales.Mayhem is everywhere.
At the same time in the streets of big cities in U.K the police force is shooting tasers to rioters and killing them right left and center.This game is interesting its the "Law and Order" on one side and the people of Britain determined to loot on the other.When I saw them on TV I cannot diferentiat who are the law and who are the criminals for they all seem the same.Police going about with guns with the intent to kill(They said it was fear that made them do that) or the looting British public.The news said people from all walks of life dutifully participate in the lootings.You can find millioner's children,university students,down and outs, even underaged kids from every social class that exist.It just unbelievably crazy and out of order.
These day British politicians are aslo not behaving "Right and Honourable"
they think they have a duty to try as hard as possible to mispent taxpayer's money.Some of the got found out and were sent down to prison.
What have become of this world we live in and What hope have we got to experience "Law and Order" again it seems to me like---
" All CLASSES ARE CRIMINALS.WE LIVE IN AN AGE OF EQUALITY."
Raymond Wunna.

From my little corner I blog what I see."Your Life In Their Hands."

Dear readers,a close friend of mine who lives in the south of England has written this and send it to me. His bitterness on the British Police Force is unparalleled to any thing I have heard before. Here it goes folks:

So the British police have bumped off another man, this time using a taser. Just about everything these lazy, lying, corrupt, incompetent, intellectually-challenged, undisplined rabble use firearms or tasers there is at least controversy, clear evidence of a cock up or criminal conduct! How can the politicians say that the British police are the best in the world when their record is so bad? Beating up women in cells and at demonstrations, an unprovoked assault on newspaper seller Ian Tomlinson which lead to a fatal heart attack and the savage shooting of a Brazilian electrician. They are a bunch of incompetent plonkers. The British police are of such low calibre they should not be let loose with friearms or tasers. They should be issued only with whistles and (if absolutely necessary)truncheons. As for the ones who tasered the man yesterday, they would be evicted from their homes and have any benefits stopped if Mr Cameron's edicts were to apply to them. If that sort of thing is right for the hoodies and rioters then it is also right for the not-so-brave boys in blue who are only good for picking on easy targets and who s**t themselves when faced with any possibility of danger, no matter how slight.

Bloggsy Mallone

From my little corner I blog what I see.---"Ours Is A Sick Society."

Dear readers,I have been following closely the recent riotings in London.It started with the police shooting an Afro-Caribbean man mistaking him as a gangster.(I am not surprise a few years a go they shot and killed an innocent Brazillian for a terrorist.)So its the people who are supposed to maintain law and order are the ones who started this lawlessness.Which means we can't trust the police to protect us and our properties,for they are quite lawless themselves.Our British society had suddenly turned into the law of the gun like in American wild west in the late 18th century.The days of "Wild Bill Hicock" have finally arrived on the streets of London.
Well,well,well,how exciting it is to live in this present times.One of my friends who has been saving up to buy an expansive laptop computer said to me,"I wish I had joined the mob and loot in P.C.World for a brand new AppleMac laptop.Why shouldn't I do it?Everybody is looting and getting away with it."It like the the whole world gone crazy.The mobs is shouting"Loot,loot,loot.Take as much as you can While you can."
As far as I understand not only the poor who are looting the rich joined in too,a millioner's daughter,many university students and 11yers old kids too.They are making the most out of the situation.
OMG!!!!! Its a sick society we have these day folkes.
Raymond Wunna.

My works from 2004 to 2011.

My works from 2004 to 2011.

My works from 2004 to 2011.

My works from 2004 to 2011.

My works from 2004 to 2011.

My works from 2004 to 2011.

My works from 2004 to 2011.

From my little corner I blog what I see.

" Writing Burma."
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Dear readers,it had been more than thirty years since I left Burma and settled in U.K. and in that period of time,I have been back only three times to Burma.But this year due to some circumstances I've been back to Burma twice and I like it.I throughly enjoyed the weather, my childhood friends and relatives.Since I have no immediate family left there my parents had passed away and my only brother died quite recently.During my stay in Burma I realised that I know nothing about my own country.There is a big gap of thirty years between me and the country I was born.I have a lot to catch up.
Whatever the press says about Burma I still found it a place so full of mystical beauty.I want to write about it but apart from what I learned from books and newspapers,I have no actual knowledge of my own country and as a writer it is criminal to write about something that you don't really understand.It will be hypocrisy on my part if I do that.
So I have decided to go back there sometime early next year and hire a ten-seater van and travel up and down the country to see,feel, touch, and breathe the beauty ,the culture and the climate.Take photos and record it.Fill my mind with the essence of it before I start writing.I hope it works out as I planned.
Raymond Wunna.

Francis Bacon - Documentary part 1/6

From my little corner I blog what I see.

"LET US GO TO THE ISLAND OF TAHITI."
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"So, let us got to Tahiti together.May the day come and perhaps soon, when I can sit in the woods of the South sea island and live there in ecstacy,in peace for art far away from the struggle for fame and fortune.There in Tahiti, in the silence of a lovely tropical night.We can listen to the soft murmuring of our heart beats in amourous harmony with the enviroment.Free at last!!!!Free at last!!!!! with not a care in the world and able to laugh and sing and dance with full of joy on our hearts."
That is what Paul Gauguin said to his wife before he set off to Tahiti, unfortunately she did not acompany him and he went on his own.

Paul Gauguin was a stockbroker and a Sunday painter and he hanged around with artists Van Gough, and Pissaro and was known in the group as a talented Sunday painter.
Everyone was shocked when he left his job and family to fulfill his burning desire to create.He had participate in a group exibition in Paris with other artists but the reviews were far from encouraging so he left for Tahiti.
He had done right,he came back to Paris a year later with 40 canvases of paintings of Tahitian life and had a one man show in Paris.Again the critics reviews said"If you want to amuse your children on weekends you could take them to Gauguin's exibition".He got really pissed off with that so he left for Tahiti again but this time for good.He hated Paris and was very hurt and wounded.When the press asked,What he think of Paris?He replied"Paris can kiss my ass".
So he left and lived in Tahiti loved those Tahitian women and paint them too.He produced his best work in Tahiti and lived there until he died of siphylis.He had left hundreds of paintings when he died which will worth milloins of dollars now.Such is the life of Paul Gauguin the artist.What do we learn from this?
I have learned that the price for immortality is very high and you have to pay it with your life.
Raymond.

Walter Sickert ~ The Camden Town Murders:.

From my little corner I blog what I see.

"I HOPE THIS IS NOT TRUE."
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Dear readers,when I was a young man and starting as an artist,I studied the works of Great English artists like Walter Sickert,Robert Bevan,and Spencer Gore.They are my teachers even though I haven't met them.I adore their works and copied them at Tates or other galleries.I am a child created by those artists, believe it or not.
Many years had passed now and a lot of water had flowed under the bridge but it pains me to find out that my idols were not what they seemed to be.Walter Sickert for instance was labelled as a serial murderer"Jack the Ripper" it is fully explained in the book"Sickert and Ripper crimes" written by Jean Overton Fuller.It said in the book he was the killer of prostitutes in White Chaple area in London.
A lady artist called Florence Pash who was a very close friend of Walter Sickert told the mother of Jean Overton Fuller all the secrets of Walter Sickert and the letter he wrote to her revealing the crimes he had commited.The Scotland Yard had suspected Walter Sickert and followed him and he had to move to a place called "Dippie" in south of France.

Only recently I have been reading books written on "Jack the Ripper" and I have read 7 books and out of that 4 books pointed out Walter Sickert was "Jack the Ripper".The latest study done by criminologist Patricia Conwell
concluded that it is DNA proved that Walter Sickert was "Jack the Ripper" and the case was closed after 100 years.
How could an artist an a gentleman like him become a serial killer of prostitutes they said he had a penile deformity and had undergone multiple surgery and cannot had proper erection and sex with women and his hate for women originated from that.
There again Walter Sickert was a very attractive looking man in his younger days and was admired by many women for his looks and artistic talents.I still cannot picture him as a killer whatever they say.It totally confused me.
Raymond.

From my little corner I blog what I see.

"AMOUR"
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Dear readers,Wow!!!! how nice to be in Paris,the city of romance and love.I am overwhelmed with it.Walking down the bank of the Sein,I could wittnessed many couples in loving embrace.Amour is in the air.I said to myself "Here I am and thats where I should be".
We should try and cultivate this culture all over the world then it will be paradise on earth.I could not help pulling out my canvas and easel and start painting on the side walk to capture the beautiful tenderness of the approaching night.The pink evening sunset filled me with tears in my eyes.I am overwhelmed with emotions for the place.
Parisian twilight is like a dream,an sweet fragrance,a rumour,a ghost of light amongst the trees.For dreams may not be forgotten and life will flow through time immense trial.I saw the firery stream of lifeflow past me.I am glad to be alive.
I thanked everyone who love me and everyone I have loved in my life.I want to spent all of my life in one single burst of laughter.A touch of a faint caress.One loving look from the eye.One sweet word of amour.One electrifying kiss that will blow me way to heaven.
I surrender!!! I surrender!!! I surrender!!!
Raymond Wunna.

Toulouse-Lautrec Part 1 of 3

From my little corner I blog what I see.

"To Paris with Love and Squalor."

Dear readers,as an artist I found Paris as a place where all artist should go for exibition.It is a city where you can meet the best of all audience and the worse of all critics.For I have done an exibition over there a few years back.I had a good exibition from sales piont of view and the Parisian audience is lovely.People from Paris seemed to like my work.I was showing my"The Lady in Red" series and ladies from Paris were especially keen on the romantic aspect of my work.A lot of them want to be the lady in red from my paintings.They even put on their red dresses when they visit my exibition.There was so much support from the audience even better than my home ground in Leeds,U.K.The audience there are educated in arts.

In some parts of England people are so conservative they could not appreciate fifine arts or abstract art.I found this very annoying sometimes.But Parisians could appreciate fine arts and abstracts at the same level.I could not fault the people of Paris at all,for they bought all my paintings and it was a great success.The museum was very pleased too for they got twenty percent of my sales.
Now come the part I dreaded.The critics were the hardest to please for any artist.From time immemorial they have been trashing the artist.It had become a second nature to them.They had called Paul Gauguin "the artist who paint like a buffoon,Van Gough the mad eccentrict and Picasso a cretin.
Just see what they think of me.They said"Raymond Wunna without any doubt is a bad painter,who never follows any rules.He is isolated and cut out from the world living in a little village in the central shires of England.He does not belong to any group or movement.Despite all his faults his paintings speak to us about love and beauty.We can see an artist desperatly trying to communicate.We hope to see some serious work from him as he matures".In other words I am a bad painter who dosen't follow rules and need to grow up and get serious.
From that experience I score my Paris exibition---Audience--100% love.
Critics---100% Squalor.
Raymond Wunna.

From my little corner I blog what I see.

"To Hell With Picasso"
Dear readers,I heard that Andrew Lloyd Webber had bought Picasso's "Portriat of Angel de Soto".He paid $29 millions for it.Andrew Lloyd Webber had made his fortune by writing tunes and ditties that reminds people of something they heard before,and he decided to share it with the most successful artist and con man of the century.
Angel was one of the two brothers whom Picasso sponged off in his penniless days.Angel was an idle fellow who pretend to paint but in fact did nothing but drink and brothel-creep.In Musee Picasso in Barcelona there are two portriats of Angel painted by Picasso one boozing in a cafe' and another engaging in mutual masturbation with a whore.
The portriat that Andrew Lloyd Webber bought is nothing but a clumsy daub with gruesome colouring, sloppy brush work and bad drawing.It is often said by experts that Picasso was a consummate draughtsman.There is nothing special about Picasso drawing even when he was trying hard,which he rarely did and the results were poor.
I have heard that a young lady artist who amused her friends by doing Picasso drawings with a pen attached to a sex-vibrator and called them"Prickassos".
The other thing you should know is the art market is governed not by quality but by rarity and hype,and the dealers had been milking Picasso paintings for years.Hence the high price is fetched.So paying $29 million for "Angel's daub tell us a lot about collecting mania and it has nothing to do with art.

From my little corner I blog what I see.

Oh dear what is happening?I cannot watch the news on TV these days.The most horrific movies will become tame comparing to BBC news.There is nothing but wars and killings,riots on the streets,famine in war torn countries of Africa, children sufferring form hunger and diseases.War in middle east both sides flexing their muscles.People been short and killed for no reason,bombs flying everywhere,riots on the streets of Belfast.Villages burned down,cities wiped out.All for the sake of progress and good reason.What is going on?What I saw is innocent men,women and children running for their lives shot down and killed.It is unbelievably crazy.Intelligent and educated men trying to wipe out each other on the battlefield.The states goes to war and men meet each other as enemies on the battlefield.OMG!!!! its a very crazy world we are living in.

Heavenly Father show us Thy Mercy.

Henri Toulouse-Lautrec Paintings

From my little corner I paint what I see.

Dear readers,My name is Raymond Wunna, I am a self taught Artist who had very little formal education in Arts.I paint because I can't help it.I have found that my best media of expression is through colours and images.I tried to paint the colours that come to my inner eyes and images that come to my mind, leaving the details that I can't remember,which explains the simplicity of my paintings and the obvious emptiness.
As an artist I am not a creator,but only a spectator,who watches the whole of humanity on the stage of life.I painted their agonies on the killing floor of life,the pain of love, and their catastrophic loneliness and the horror of Death.From my little corner I paint what I see to express my point of view.
I don't want to change the world nor save humanity from darkness.
I don't believe in any political -isims such as Capitalism, Communism, or Socialism ect----.I only want to think freely, act freely and live freely.I don't choose to be a artist,it chose me.