This unfinished painting is part of a series: Subconscious Scuba Girls. These girls are doing there thing. What we can learn from fine women who can hold their breath for long periods of time! Endless possibilities.. Ahem, anyway, they are ...expand text.

This unfinished painting is part of a series: Subconscious Scuba Girls. These girls are doing there thing. What we can learn from fine women who can hold their breath for long periods of time! Endless possibilities.. Ahem, anyway, they are swimming in streams of concious(I almost wrote 'steams of concious') and yet the danger of drowning in something too deep? What do the Scuba Girls say? Don't Sweat The Dumb Sharks. Shark is a Subconcious Scuba Girl euphemism. They are such a happy go lucky lot, those sexy swimmers:) Let's name them! The one on the far left is.. No, I'll let someone else name them. Notice the mother? I'm not sure if she's related to Neptune.. Could be just fancy stone work though. Close text

This is an original painting done on a stretched box canvas. The background was also made using a collage technique.It basically shows how we all speak different languages but everyone knows love.

Waves original is pastel on paper. Made in 200The prints are Limited Edition of 1000, signed and numbered by the artist. Printed on 100% Cotton rag paper.

Surreal vision of dream of becoming other. Expression of living amongst one another , paths cross, realization are had or squashed due to events beyond our grasp.

Digital mixed media from a 75 piece series exploring Freudian duality

Multiple views of Katy T going through her paces. Her grace and athleticism are prominent in these views.

potograghic images take on an otherworldly quality when juxtaposed and combined with other media.

long legged Violetta waits and ponders her options

Whose truth they could not receive had he preached it, for there hearts were hardened. Whose word he could not preach to the people, for they condemned only and offered no hope. In deed, there was no hope, nor had ...expand text.

Whose truth they could not receive had he preached it, for there hearts were hardened. Whose word he could not preach to the people, for they condemned only and offered no hope. In deed, there was no hope, nor had there ever been, so he could not preach, would not preach, lest he damn himself. Though the dead rise, he would not acknowledge the prophecy's accuracy. Though the angels arrive to thresh the souls, he would cast an obstinate eye to heaven saying 'No! I denounce it! This is not justice! This is not mercy! This is ludacris. Not by my admittance, says the Reluctant Preacher. Close text

A woman, or two, a kitty, several serpents outlining at least three different landscapes make this painting one of the most schizophrenic in the current collection. It's part of a set of paintings depicting scenes painted within frames that ...expand text.

A woman, or two, a kitty, several serpents outlining at least three different landscapes make this painting one of the most schizophrenic in the current collection. It's part of a set of paintings depicting scenes painted within frames that are painted on canvas, trompe-l'oeil style. In it's finished state, fewer images will compete for attention and the outer edges will take on the texture of woodgrain and metal, giving the eye a nice place to rest after all the insanity near the core. It came out of a convoluted period in Chris Minley's life but, with a little effort, something with clarity will come to the fore by the time it's finished. Close text