As I lay beside you (am I dreaming too?) watching your breast rise and fall, at one with your soul, I feel the warmth of pure joy radiating from the center of my own mortal body. I realize that this joy is eternity - yes, the promised one - and that I am allowed to drink from its well for this little while. In that moment, that fraction of a second, it seems as though this is all I shall ever need to know about the perfect love of GOD.
No Matter What Shape - The Archive
AN ARCHIVE OF MY OLDER WORK - AN EXHIBITION SPACE FOR ORIGINAL AND ALTERNATE VERSIONS OF MANIPULATED WORKS THAT APPEAR AT MICKMATHERSARTBLOG - A PARKING PLACE FOR SELECTED GRAPHICS USED IN OTHER BLOG SIDEBARS - AN ARTWORK IN AND OF ITSELF
About Me
- Name: Mick
- Location: Syracuse, New York, United States
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
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
As I lay beside you (am I dreaming too?) watching your breast rise and fall, at one with your soul, I feel the warmth of pure joy radiating from the center of my own mortal body. I realize that this joy is eternity - yes, the promised one - and that I am allowed to drink from its well for this little while. In that moment, that fraction of a second, it seems as though this is all I shall ever need to know about the perfect love of GOD.
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