From here to there -
we're reaching for the stars ..."
- Christa McAuliffe
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Mick has moved to a new blog host ... you will now find me at:
Labels: an Artwork a Day by Mick Mather, digital collage, graphic, illustration, Mick Mather
posted by Mick at 4:00 AM
In its short-sightedness, blogger has turned its back on those of us stuck with old operating systems and I'm forced to find a new blog host. You will now find MickMathersARTblog at Blog.com - use the direct link found in the masthead and remember to update your bookmarks. This place will continue as another archive for a large body of my work. As many of you know, my primary medium and working method is digital collage composed of manipulated photographs often combined with digital drawing & generative images. Netlabels, bands and musicians can view samples of my CD Cover Art at Mick Mather Illustration located on Tumblr. In another life I was an Arts & Culture consultant specializing in revitalization planning through creative public art projects and programs with Economic & Community Development Departments of towns, villages and cities. In these hard financial times this work is more important than ever and I still accept consultancy inquiries. You can contact me by email at: mickmather@yahoo.com
7 Comments:
Hi Mick,
I been partying for a couple of days, but now I'm back.
At least for a while ;)
What are we doing here...I'm wondering the same. Got to get some sleep!
SusuPetal:
Partying? On a school night? :O
Heading for inner space.
No, no. Yesterday was Finland's Independence Day, a holiday.
I never miss school!
hpy:
Wherever she's going, Hèléne, I want to tag along!
SusuPetal:
A likely story. :|
OOOoooh, I love this, very evocative and would be a wonderful story starter!!!!!!
Mary Stebbins Taitt:
A story starter, eh? Hm-m-m-m:
... "an old, worn photograph of her was tucked into the diary, marking a final entry - 'he'll be furious to know the truth,' she began, 'I'm doing this out of love. Not love for him, but for flying, for soaring, for living above the clouds, groundless and free.' The final word, free, sagged toward the end, the last letter trailing downward in a spin that I imagined was prophetic in a way that even she understood" ...
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