Twists And Turns...

Ant Farm

Harlequin

Ancient Mosaic

Four Moods For Monday...

Closed Early

 Four moods and feelings for the beginning of the week...

Postcard From An Old Love

Spilt Coffee

Dreams Of The Unborn

It's Amazing What You Think Of...

That Tiny Corner You Forgot About

Paint Roller

Decorator's Mood

The Spirit Of The Weekend...

Throw Your Hands Up

Reaching For The Lasers

Spirits Of The Bacchanal

Primordial Forces...

Dancing Lava

His Burning Gaze

Gestation Of A Dream

On Closer Inspection...

The Crimson Cascade

Dancing On The Solstice

The Footstep of Damnation

Experiments In Landscapes...

Storm At Sea

Industrial Landscaping

Red Sky At Dawn

A Geographic Theme...

Along The Valley Bottom

Seam & Strata

Mappa

Another Triplet Of The Unusual...

Street Theatre

Manifestation Of The Old Ones

Young Ghosts

News Of Several Sorts...

Headline News

 Using The Newspaper Again

More torn up newspaper pages to give a starting point for my creations.

Delivering The Good News

Burning Dossier

Three Variations...

Variant 1 - Monoprint Style

Variant 2 - Bronze Plaque

Variant 3 - Dual Layer With Mask

Three Variations

These were created by tearing up pages from a local newspaper and forming a kind of collage from the images.
The photograph of this collage was then heavily modified, cropped and tweaked to form the final images you see here.

A Work & Two Extracts...

Party Girl

Toxic Kiss

Frame & Bridge

Self...

This Is Me

Self Portrait

Organic Forms...

Cell Wall Stains

Something for the weekend

Fallen Feather

Clown...

The Clown Beyond The Wire

Best Place For Them...

Behind wires, behinds bars, kept away from us, with their painted-on smiles and false jollity.

Dear God...

Importuning An Unheeding God From The Bottom Of The Abyss

Importuning An Unheeding God From The Bottom Of The Abyss

Tiny Things..?

Microscopia - 1

Microscopia - 2

More from the cavern...

Dr. Seward's Cavern - 22nd January 1899 (Diary Excerpt)

I dreamt uneasily last night as we made camp deep within the cavern. The light from our campfire made the shadows dance in a perturbing manner.

As I slept, I dreamt that an entity, who styled himself "The King of Many Dimensions", came to me and bade me to slay my companions in their slumber.

I awoke with quite a start, my heart racing as I recalled, the face of the "King" and his command to kill the others in our party. I seemed to be the only one thus affected, as none of the others made so much as a peep, so deeply were they under.

It was with some considerable difficulty that I returned to the arms of Morpheus, and was not disturbed further, until I was awoken at daybreak by Dr. Seward himself, clattering pots and pans as he busied himself at the campfire with the breakfast things.
 

The King Of Many Dimensions

The Cavern...

Daubings On The Cave Wall

21st January, 1899 (Diary Excerpt)

Staring into the cave, strange symbols were illuminated by the flickering light of the oil lamp. We had no idea that human habitation had extended so far back into this labyrinth of caverns... or if indeed, the beings who had left the marks, were human.

Weekend Whimsy...

 Nature Studies...

Root And Branch

 

 

Enclosure In The Undergrowth