What Will Become of the Man In Between II altered version Digital Art by Jim Fitzpatrick

What Will Become of the Man In Between II altered version

by Jim Fitzpatrick

Canvas Print

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Framed Print

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Art Print

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Poster

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Metal Print

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Acrylic Print

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Wood Print

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Throw Pillow

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Duvet Cover

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Shower Curtain

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Bath Towel

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Tote Bag

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Weekender Tote Bag

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Zip Pouch

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Portable Battery Charger

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Greeting Card

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iPhone Case

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Beach Towel

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Round Beach Towel

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Weekender Tote Bag

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Coffee Mug

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Men's Clothing

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Youth Clothing

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Title

What Will Become of the Man In Between II altered version

Artist

Jim Fitzpatrick

Medium

Digital Art - Color Photography Digitally Altered

Description

This is my altered version of my mixed media work where I've added a quote from Neil Diamond's song, "Lady Magdalene". For this version I added flames and smoke. There is great debate over the meaning of the song. Some feel it's about Jesus and the crucifixion while others thing it's about soldiers lying in hospital beds. Supposedly when Neil was asked about the song he said his wife at the time inspired the song... He apparently didn't rule out the other interpretations as being correct or wrong.

LADY MAGDELENE

Words and Music by Neil Diamond

The man on the right is a man undone
he'd give you his soul if you asked him for some.
A child in his way for he needs to believe
that love is a song for each man to sing.

The man on the left is a prize unwon
a candle unlit and a song unsung.
Believing that love is a dreamer's dream,
the man on the left the me in between.

Lady Magdelene, I can hear your distant trumpet
calling from the morning mountain,
singing to the passing river.
Take me home, show me peaceful days before my youth has gone.

The man in between waits between the two
not hearing the lie and not seeing the true.
Unknowing what is and denying what seems
and there he will sleep the man in between.

Lady Magdelene, I can hear your distant trumpet
calling from the morning mountain,
singing to the passing river.
Take me home, show me peaceful days before my youth has gone.

Lady Magdelene, make the sound of silent thunder
calling from the lips of Abraham
make a sound that we may wonder, where we are.
Take us to you soul for we have wandered far.

The man on the right was a man undone
the man on the left like a prize unwon.
And God only knows what their time will bring
or what will become of the man in between.