SHARE-MY-ART MAGAZINE

Pencil image scanned from Sketchbook #92 I am not that pencil straight and true Or the picture Shade and texture drew And I am not the dropped one ...broken, brittle It just flew from finger onto floor Nor am I pack fresh and brand new Not sharpened like a jewel Or snapped in two Or whittled and tossed away all together I am the artist, spinning a yarn in pencil Text inspired by a poem called THE PENCIL by PAM PUSSYCAT For a copy of the poem contact sharemyart@gmail.comRead Full Story

musk ox bulls from my sketchbook today   I had an opportunity to spend a little time this afternoon back at the musk ox farm. It was an overcast day which made for some fairly pleasant working conditions and kept the musk ox out in the open as well. On warmer, sunnier days they are usually found up in the trees and a ways back from the optimal viewing area. Today there were plenty of bulls grazing around in the open and I found a comfortable place to set up and do a few quick studies into my...Read Full Story

March 2005. Ceri invited us over to her house in Birstall for drinks and nibbles. Its was the Easter Holidays so we jumped at the chance for a get together. When we arrived, Colin and Nikola were already there, sat in the lounge, sipping drinks. Ceri had been running around all morning preparing the food, which was delicious as always. Steve shared his birthday stories, opened cards and gifts, we gave a brief review of our trip to the theatre, in Manchester the previous day. Antony...Read Full Story

To finish it off, I added a caption which is a play on words. I enjoy adding captions or using poetry in my work. It adds a narrative and engages the viewer, or invites them to consider a message related to the image. This can be suggestive, provocative, or sometime obvious. What is happening when an image is captured by the retina? That brief moment where the viewer accepts the presentation, configures the image, adds it to the other 20 million or so that their eyes have already collected...Read Full Story

The Screen in 2 halves. Looking like a huge number eleven on the eleventh. Side by side. A pair. How did it happen? Nikola and I hid behind the screen to surprise? After a couple of screams and a slight loss of balance we fell on the Screen. The central spine of the screen unzipped as we stumbled upon it. Ironically it was us who glued together the original join, almost a year ago. And now I am evaluating a pair of screens. The imapct you have on my art is unfathomable. I won't dwell upon the...Read Full Story