#329: Whatever you want it to represent it shall be

A coffee cup (disposable).

Or

Take any item and assign it a meaning.  Use that meaning in daily life, art, stories, poems etc until it catches on and x will always mean y.  

#328: Nothing fits like it used fit

A family photo in a frame with the title written above and below, “but so much fits so much better and so much fits that I thought never would.”

#327: Empty

A blank canvas.

#325: Déjà vu

Imagining something you have imagined before but had forgotten until now.

Or

An artwork resembling one you have imagined before.

For example:

#326: Desk (Self-portrait II XXI)

If your desk, or workspace, was an artwork, what would it say about you?

(I cleared and tidied mine in preparation)

#324: Hall of Records

Oil on canvas.  A painting showing a Hall of Records relating to you.  

At its entrance, you can be seen, sitting at a desk, acting as a gatekeeper to these records - a mass of shelves lined with books, records and other items.  

Beyond the desk multiple versions of yourself can be seen looking at or going through the records, which are ordered into different sections, each with a sign above the shelves.  

In a far corner is a door marked “Restricted Access”.

At the bottom of the frame is the inscription: “I need my memories. They are my documents. I keep watch over them.” - Louise Bourgeois.

#323: Let memories come to you

Oil on canvas. A medieval hallway scene painted in the style of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood.  The scene flows through from a console table on the left to the open front door on the right but is set in two halves.  On the right, someone is answering the door.  At the door is a younger version of themself holding out a sculpture of a lightbulb to them.  On the left hand side, the same person is turning away from the door, reaching out to vases of dying flowers each filled with one of the following - rosemary, tulips, forget-me-nots, sweet williams and periwinkles. A runner on the console features a simple pattern containing buttercups.  

On the wall behind are several pictures, from left to right, including a spider with very long legs that go straight up giving it a tall appearance, a hand reaching out and being received by two open hands, a wire framed cage with a spiral staircase inside and a woman with a house for a head.

Along the bottom edge of the frame the following is inscribed: “I need my memories. They are my documents… You have to differentiate between memories. Are you going to them or are they coming to you? If you are going to them, you are wasting time. Nostalgia is not productive. If they come to you, they are the seeds for sculpture." - Louise Bourgeois.

#322: No Surface : All Feeling (3 Ideas)

Oil on canvas.

A painting of a naked, flayed person in the style of The Vitruvian Man by Leonardo da Vinci - but with their eyes closed, grimacing, and with full colour and detail.

Or - Someone naked, and uncomfortable at their desk in a large open plan office.

Or - A canvas spilt into four equal parts: a scene of people praying in church, one of people walking through a winter scene, a flayed naked person, and, finally, a painting of someone asleep in bed, a representation of their dream on their forehead.

#321: Solitude

Oil on canvas.  Pictures of the solitude experienced at different times of life.  Some scenes show good times, some not so good, some bad, of people being alone on purpose and being alone, or isolated, without wanting to be.  Every side of solitude is shown: playing as a child - operating my train set, playing in the garden, kicking a football around pretending to be other people, walking to school through the park, all the dreams in my head, listening to songs, reading on a beanbag, writing in the University libraries, reading or listening to music or watching the world go by from the commuter coach and train, walking through London, listening to music in the car, reading on the sofa early in the morning, reading on the train, reading on the bus, working from home, living in Wing Island, a mother at home with a new born baby, a prostitute waiting on the street, a prisoner in a cell, a housewife working, a crane driver, a train driver, a lorry driver, an old person in a chair, an old couple sat together, one of whom does not remember the other, a person in a crowd,  ….

#320: Either ignore it or celebrate it (What is to be done?)

A collage of all the worst events and people in the world, both now and throughout history, underneath which are the following words:

'Either ignore it or celebrate it.' What a fucking futile attitude. Don’t say anything bad, just ignore it or celebrate it. So what about fascism then? We don’t like it, we’ll just ignore it.

(I ask you again what is to be done).

Nicky Wire, The Quietus and 30-Year War.

#319: You have to do the work to earn the rest

Oil on canvas.  A painting of a man in an armchair reading a newspaper.  Behind, his wife can be seen hoovering, making dinner, cleaning the windows, making tea, dusting and other jobs.

#318: Masking Tape Reminder

Take a reel of masking tape.

Stick lengths of it along the edge of a shelf, or shelves, across your headboard, along a wall… somewhere you look at a lot. 

Write a meaningful message for yourself along it.

Preserve. 

Refer back to it whenever that message is needed.

Along the shelves in my imaginary office-slash-writing room:

There She Goes, My Beautiful World by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

The wintergreen, the juniper

The cornflower and the chicory

All the words you said to me

Still vibrating in the air

The elm, the ash and the linden tree

The dark and deep, enchanted sea

The trembling moon and the stars unfurled

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes again

John Wilmot penned his poetry

Riddled with the pox

Nabokov wrote on index cards,

At a lectern, in his socks

St. John of the Cross did his best stuff

Imprisoned in a box

And JohnnyThunders was half alive

When he wrote Chinese Rocks

Well, me, I'm lying here, with nothing in my ears

Me, I'm lying here, with nothing in my ears

Me, I'm lying here, for what seems years

I'm just lying on my bed with nothing in my head

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes again

Karl Marx squeezed his carbuncles

While writing Das Kapital

And Gaugin, he buggered off, man

And went all tropical

While Philip Larkin stuck it out

In a library in Hull

And Dylan Thomas died drunk in

St. Vincent's hospital

I will kneel at your feet

I will lie at your door

I will rock you to sleep

I will roll on the floor

And I'll ask for nothing

Nothing in this life

I'll ask for nothing

Give me ever-lasting life

I just want to move the world

I just want to move the world

I just want to move the world

I just want to move

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes again

So if you got a trumpet, get on your feet,

Brother, and blow it

If you've got a field, that don't yield,

Well get up and hoe it

I look at you and you look at me and

Deep in our hearts know it

That you weren't much of a muse,

But then I weren't much of a poet

I will be your slave

I will peel you grapes

Up on your pedestal

With your ivory and apes

With your book of ideas

With your alchemy

Oh come on

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

Send that stuff on down to me

Send it all around the world

'Cause here she comes, my beautiful girl

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes again

Or: Keep going, keep finding things, keep writing, let people know.

#317: Be Natural (How easy is it?)

Three word paintings, evenly spaced and sized, hung across the wall of a gallery.

The words on each painting are a follows:

1 - Be natural.

2 - No acting.

3 - No pretence.

(But no fighting please).

#316: Another World/Drive By/Nothing Will Be Done

A photograph of a rental scheme bike stood up and surrounded by bags filled with someone’s belongings.  Another collection of bags sits nearby surrounding a sleeping body. 

Everything is pictured underneath a flyover and next to a roundabout. Cars can be seen queued up and driving past - both behind, on a slip road, and to the side, on the roundabout itself.

#315: Living Seascape (Land's End)

A view of the ever-changing (and not always uniformly) seas around Land’s End livestreamed into a gallery onto a huge, and wide, screen in high definition.

#314: Living Landscape

A livestream of a landscape (looking across a valley, hills of different shapes beyond) shown on a large and wide screen in a gallery.  

#313: Is that all there is?

A blank canvas.

#312: What they think is real

Text reads: "We have to fight what isn’t real or true," above a gif of an animated puppet show showing the villains of the day.

#311: A Sunny Day

Imagine a sunny day.

And what you would do to make you happiest to enjoy, or avoid, that day.

Close your eyes, imagine and, hopefully, smile.

Or, if it is sunny, put this into practice.

#310: Echo Chambers

A large space through which have been set up several paths that fork several times.  At each fork the visitor is sent on a route according to their beliefs.  Each route ends in a space with chairs, tables and refreshments where visitors are encouraged to sit and socialise.

#309: Eavesdropping to an End

Listen in to the conversation of someone you don’t know and use what you hear to create a picture of them and their life.

#308: Vague surrealism

What you can remember of a recent, or memorable, dream recorded as art.

Oil on canvas.  In the dark corner of a bedroom, an alien with an elephant’s head, holding a ray gun, the end of which looks like a large light, stands still on a square plinth in front of two cupboards at right angles to one another.  It is on guard, ready to shoot anything that moves.  In the foreground, a child is awake in bed, keeping absolutely still and rigid, a look of fear on their face.  On the floor is a book.

#307: They got a skin and they put me in it

A person being pushed and pulled and forced into a skin suit by a group of men in regular suits.

#306: The Deep Blue Okay

Oil on canvas.  View of a train window with a person sitting inside the train looking out the window, a neutral look on their face, but with a slight upturn at the corner of their mouth.  The window is entirely a deep blue colour.

Along the frame, underneath the painting are the words: “It’s the idea that there’s a place inside me, that’s blue, and okay, and is always there, even if it feels like it’s gone,” she [Self Esteem/Rebecca Lucy Taylor] reflects. “I just needed to know everything would be alright, in one way or another. So it’s an ideology for life – for people like me who are stressed out all the time…”*

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*O'Toole (2025) Self Esteem: "On the edge of putting Prioritise Pleasure out, I’d looked into training to become a keep-fit instructor...". Available at: https://www.hotpress.com/music/self-esteem-on-the-edge-of-putting-prioritise-pleasure-out-id-looked-into-training-to-become-a-keep-fit-instructor-23083680#:~:text=throughout%20the%20album.-,Advertisement,stressed%20out%20all%20the%20time%E2%80%A6%E2%80%9D (Accessed 11th and 14th July 2025).

Self Esteem (2025) ‘I Do And I Don’t Care’, A Complicated Woman [CD, 00602475498773]. UK, Polydor.

Self Esteem (2025) ‘Cheers To Me’, A Complicated Woman [CD, 00602475498773]. UK, Polydor.

Self Esteem (2025) ‘The Deep Blue Okay’, A Complicated Woman [CD, 00602475498773]. UK, Polydor.

#305: Family Bicycle Commute

Oil on canvas.  A father, his son and his daughter riding a bicycle together across a pedestrian crossing on Woodgrange Road in Forest Gate, London (they are travelling from the north side of Forest Lane, opposite the station, or from west to east across Woodgrange Road).  

The father sits in the bicycle seat, his son stands on one peddle, one hand on the handlebars, the other on his father’s arm, while his sister stands behind them on the rear wheel hub, her hand on her father’s shoulder.  All three look forward into the distance together, all set on the same goal.

#304: Introvert's Space

A room in which you have everything you need.  

And / Or

A head in which you have everything you need.

Not

A person who is lacking.

Or 

A person who is lonely.

Or

A person concerned only with themselves.

Or 

A person in a separate room or on their own, holding themselves apart on purpose and obsessed only with their own self.

But

A person who, though shy, and who may have trouble connecting with others, is also strong and has the tools they need to survive and thrive. 

And

Will do anything for you.

#303: Loving your own grass

Oil on canvas.  Painting of a patch of grass on which lies representations of all the things you love about your patch - whether that is the place you live, the place you come from, the place where you work or whatever you might take “your patch” to mean.

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After Morcheeba (feat. Oscar #Worldpeace) (2025) ‘Peace of Me’, We Live and Die / Peace of Me [7” 100S167]. UK, 100% Records: "Grass on the other side's greener / But I'm loving ours"

#302: Self-sabotage

Oil on canvas. A cross section of a huge abyss.  At the bottom is a figure digging.  Behind them is a network of conveyor belts taking spoil to the top where it forms a mountain.  At the surface, on either side of the mountain, people are enjoying their lives.

#301: To plant a seed (The Imaginary Art Visual Manifesto)

#300: Landmark/Birthday

Imaginary Art is… 

silly. playful. a gateway to existing art. an escape. a hobby. only an idea. nothing to worry about. a blank canvas. somewhere to be. somewhere to think. somewhere to dream. somewhere to imagine. somewhere where little has changed. what you want it to be. this.

300 pieces and 5 years old.

/

A painting (or comic) showing how you would most like to spend your birthday or a significant landmark.

#299: I was so much older then...

A slim volume full of stories, essays, phrases, anecdotes or jokes showing the wisdom that you had as a youth.

#298: Idea for QR Code Prompts on Public Transport Posters

A series of posters for display on public transport, above the seats in train carriages or buses.  On the left hand side is a QR Code (above which is the word, Imagine, and below the word, here), the rest is blank space surrounded by a black rectangle that lines up with the QR Code.  The text and QR Code are black and both appear on a white background.  Aside from the QR Code each poster is exactly the same.  In reality, the poster would probably also feature the url for this blog centered under the black rectangle.

The QR Codes featured in the series are as follows:

#297: What would you like to see here? 3

Here.  Like, actually here - what Imaginary Art ideas would you like to see here?

Leave a comment if you like.

#296: What would you like to see here? 2

A blank canvas.

#295: What would you like to see here?

A series of screens around an exhibition space.  

A computer in front of each screen allows you to choose an artwork to appear on that screen.

#294: The Stacks (Scrambled (and added to) by Chat GPT)

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#293: Sacred Space (Waiting Room)

An artwork showing the place where your ideas are waiting and the form your ideas take when they are there.  There is an entrance and an exit.  This artwork is arriving and leaving.  What other ideas are waiting there and what do they look like?  And when will they leave?  What ideas have already left?  What did they look like when in the room and what do they look like now?

#292: If you see darkness, look away

Oil on canvas.  A figure can be seen on the left of the scene looking away from something behind them, and they have a hand raised to block the view.

Behind is a second figure following in long black robes that completely hide their shape.  A hood over their head hides their face in darkness.  One arm is extended out to the first first figure, long bony fingers reaching out to touch them.

In the background is a rocky desolate scene, and the ground is made of rocks, mostly jagged and pointing upwards, the figures are making their way along the only path through a dangerous landscape.  The first figure, however, is stepping onto cut grass, mixed with flowers (irises and snowdrops), and is walking in a direction that would take them out of the painting via the bottom left corner.  Sunshine lights this grass and the front of the first figure.

#291: Hope (Crushed and preserved)

A narcissus pressed and mounted.

#290: Commuter Coach Cartoons

Cartoon sketches of people onboard a commuter coach.

1: Wake-up buddies.

One commuter sits asleep while a second reaches over and taps them on the shoulder saying, “We’re here.”

2: Listening to Medúlla.

A commuter on the coach, in the dark, listening to an mp3 player, gently smiling.

3: Death of a favourite character.

A commuter reading a book on the back seat of the coach, looking a little angry, a tear rolling down their cheek.

4: “He’s asleep, then.”

A commuter fast asleep in their seat, snoring loudly.

5: Breakdown (of coach).

A line of commuters walking, heads down and tired, from one coach to another at the side of the motorway.

6: The scenery.

A commuter looking out of the window at a huge expanse of countryside heading off into the distance.

7: Still working.

A commuter in the dark lit up by the glow of their laptop.

8: The Tourist.

A view from outside the coach looking at one of the windows where a commuter stares out in wonder.

9: After the thud.

Commuters looking up at the roof in shock and fear.

10: Home at last.

A weary-eyed commuter smiling and chatting as they stand by the driver waiting for the coach to stop.  

11: Breakdown (of self).

A commuter leaving the coach early, sweating, the driver asking, “Are you sure?”

#288: Practicing Joy and #289: Performing Joy

Imagine doing something that brings you joy.

*

Do something that brings you joy.

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Cave, Nick (2024) Nearly 300 Red Hand Files are in, and I feel you know us contributors a little... (The Red Hand Files #299).  Available at: https://www.theredhandfiles.com/where-or-how-do-you-find-joy/ (Accessed: 4th September 2024).

#287: Why do I have to scrub off where I come from in order to fit in to your vision of an equal society?

Oil on canvas triptych - all of the paintings are the same orientation but the ones on either side are larger than the one in the centre.

Left-hand side: A word painting of the following: “He said, ‘You’re part of the problem. You are creating a barrier between yourself and our society by putting that label on yourself. And we should all be leaving our religions and our roots at the door and living as equals.’ That’s a beautiful idea. But why do I have to scrub off where I come from in order to fit in to your vision of an equal society?” Dina Amer.

Centre: A painting where the canvas is full of figures that are identical shapeless blobs with blank faces.

Right-hand side: A word painting of the following: YOUR Utopia: a room full of blank faces and identical forms. 

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Rose, Steve (2023) ‘I buckled when I saw her remains’ – the biopic about ‘Europe’s first female suicide bomber’. Available at: https://www.theguardian.com/film/2023/jan/25/europes-first-female-suicide-bomber-hasna-ait-boulahcen-paris-attacks-dina-amer (Accessed: 26th January 2023).

#286: Every Generation/Movement (Optimistic View)

A GIF of a plant taking root, growing out the ground, flowering, spreading its seed and starting the process elsewhere.

#285: Every Generation/Movement (Pessimistic View)

A GIF of a footprint in sand that is quickly washed away by the tide.

#284: Education (It is what you make of it and what you do with it)

A cartoon showing the inside of a factory with one giant machine through which runs a long conveyor belt.  Children, joined in a chain, are loaded in at one end and come out of the other after going through five large box parts labelled, “Infants,” “Juniors,” “Secondary,” “Further” and “Higher.”  Various ingredients (Knowledge, Confidence, Ability, Skills etc…) are loaded into each one (and taken out too); and the children gradually get older as they pass between boxes on the conveyor belts.  

All are led away, individually, at the end, whether from the Secondary, Further or Higher box, to a door marked, “Exit,” where someone is ready to shake their hand and give them a certificate before they walk through into darkness.

#283: Human-Nature

A series of pictures showing creatures interacting with humanity in a mixture of ways - from birds drinking water from statue fountains and owls flying through barns to turtles caught in rubbish, badgers stopping to admire graffiti of badgers and captured cheetah cubs in captivity.

#282: Consensual Hallucination

The images produced in your mind when reading a book, listening to music, watching a film, or undertaking a similar activity.

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Title from: Brooks, Xan (2023) Interview: Suede’s Mat Osman: ‘The biggest difference between Richard and me is that he has no interest in being cool’. Available at: https://www.theguardian.com/books/2023/apr/29/suede-mat-osman-novel-richard-osman-brother-ghost-theatre (Accessed: 15th May 2023).

#281: The Flag of Your Nation

The flag that you imagine after reading the title.  

It could be the flag of your nation, state, county, town or area where you live.  

Or it could be the flag of you yourself, your own nation that consists of only you.  What colours, what pictures, what symbols, what mottos would the flag of your nation consist of?

#280: The Workers at the Gates

The statues of an agricultural worker carrying newly harvested wheat and a sickle and a blacksmith holding a hammer and scroll that face the gates of Buckingham Palace.

#279: The Shop Triptych: Shop Window / Shop Floor / Out the back

An installation in three parts that together form a full size replica of a retail unit.  The viewer enters at one end, and is free to roam through the whole installation before leaving at the far end.  

The first part is the shop window.  In it are the highlights of you - all the best things that you would like others to know about you - the things that you think would make people want to get to know you.  

You could position a person or stand outside with the purpose of distributing leaflets to summarise yourself and entice people inside (whether straight away or later).

Inside is the shop floor.  This is similar to the shop window but goes into more depth and shows more about everything that makes up you.  Divided into different areas, or departments, the shelves are filled with items that represent different elements of you whether that be hobbies, interests, personality traits, career and so on.

There are no tills but you could still have a front desk or information point where you could position yourself to answer enquiries, or have a box in which questions could be posted for you to answer later (or a tablet on which questions can be submitted).

The third and final part is everything "out the back".  This consists of the storeroom, office and staff room.  The storeroom and staff room are reached by a corridor that runs from the shop floor to the back door.  

The storeroom is where you keep everything that you would like to stay hidden.  Above the storeroom is an office, from which the viewer can secretly look out at the shop floor and beyond the storeroom, along a corridor.  The office and staff room are designed for you to hide in while either working or resting.  They can be left locked or kept open.

Once they have finished looking around, visitors exit through the back door.

#278: Follow The Doubter’s Path

A picture of a stone path with grass on either side.  On the path are painted the following two phrases: 

Take Care and Thought when making Choices

Always Question until you have found the Right Path

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His Dark Materials: Season 3, Episode 3: The Intention Craft (2022) BBC, Released: 18th December 2023. Available at: https://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/p0dgc88r/his-dark-materials-series-3-3-the-intention-craft.

#277: It is always New Year

Oil on canvas.  A view from behind of a naked person walking towards an open door (one of several in a wall).  Through these doors can be seen further doors and more beyond them.

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Hessel, Katy (@thegreatwomenartists) (2024b) “As 2025 approaches, I'm thinking about Dorothea Tanning, and in particular her painting "Birthday" (1942 – image 1)...” [Instagram] Available at: https://www.instagram.com/p/DECl8YnILOU/?img_index=1 (Accessed: 26th December 2024).

Tanning, Dorothea (1942) Birthday [Oil on canvas]. Philadelphia Museum of Art. See: https://philamuseum.org/collection/object/93232