Every image gets its own life once it is out in the world, I find – people tell me they see things in what I have done that I never anticipated or contemplated or whatever. Yet when I look again, I can now see what they see. I love that, it seems like finding a whole new chapter of a book that you thought you had finished.
Syncopated Eyeball 
This series is very cool….
Thank you. I’m enjoying doing it.
Now this one, I find it so sorrowful. A hand reaching out from a frozen place, beseeching. Very layered in meanings. Just wow.
Thanks very much, Claudia. I didn’t see it as sorrowful but I see Sue does too. Maybe my unconscious . . .
Every image gets its own life once it is out in the world, I find – people tell me they see things in what I have done that I never anticipated or contemplated or whatever. Yet when I look again, I can now see what they see. I love that, it seems like finding a whole new chapter of a book that you thought you had finished.
Yes, I like it too.
Ooh, this speaks wordless emotions. Powerful.
That’s a cool compliment, Chris. Thank you.
So sad….
I think my unconscious was at work because I didn’t have that in my conscious mind, but you’re not alone in finding it so.
So I see