phoenix goes eagle

A friend asked me about the hidden eyes in my work, and I’d like to see them…

That always excites me, when someone sees something I did or was a part of that I didn’t necessarily intend to happen.  That’s art; art is a type of mirror, and we all see different reflections.

I had the thought the other day, what it would be like to actually see the world through someone else’s eyes, whether or not it would actually look different from what I see.  With all the work and study done on the effect of our thoughts and emotions and lifestyles have on our bodies, you never know…

Sketchy canvas prints will be for sale before too long.  Robert has some good ones going up on his site, so check ‘em out!!  Thanks for all the visits!

When I was a kid, we had these really cool birch trees in our yard.  I loved to study  them, examine how the paper bark peeled away in layers.  There was this one that grew in with a crazy lean, it was perfect for those stand-offs between G.I.Joe and Cobra, or a ninja prop.

That was the back yard.  The front had a few off to the side, I’d always make sure to water them when I was told to put the sprinkler out in the yard, usually finding a lady bug or two, learning what aphids looked like.  The light would play off those leaves when a wind rolled through….