Memories of Michael: A Look into Mike’s Eye (1992)
I would often try to catch Mike’s attention. His gaze was wandered, most of the time. Now and then I would grab a lucky shot. I magnified those pictures to try to see deep into his eye.
I would often try to catch Mike’s attention. His gaze was wandered, most of the time. Now and then I would grab a lucky shot. I magnified those pictures to try to see deep into his eye.
Harry was just lying in bed. I had to plead with him to open his eyes.
Yesterday I zeroed in on part of a face, my face as a little boy. Today I am getting even closer. I began with my 3-inch brush loaded with yellow ochre, cadmium red light and titanium white. Two simple streaks and it was done. But I wasn’t satisfied. I wanted to embed this shape in […]