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A Movement Afoot
    ~ by Bev Koski
Another Cross To Bear
    ~ by Bev Koski
Artistic Excitement in the Business World
    ~ by Bev Koski
Art Trading Cards
    ~ by Beverly Koski
Avoiding Internet Scams
    ~ by Lori Woodward Simons
Cedar Creek Writers
    ~ by Theo Gustafson
Chicken Tales
    ~ by Liz M. Forbes
Coincidence - Or the Synergy of Souls
    ~ by Beverly Koski
Every Six Months
    ~ by Beverly Koski
Eyes
    ~ by Beverly Koski
In Praise of Trees.. or.. Oxygen
    ~ by Ruth Laming
It Pays to Advertise
    ~ by Beverly Koski
It Wasn't New
    ~ by Beverly Koski
Letting It Happen
    ~ by Beverly Koski
Local artist takes a look in Firenze, Italia
    ~ by Beverly Koski
Overcome by Glass With Class
    ~ by Beverly Koski
Photodocumenting Your Work Outdoors
    ~ by Opus Visual Arts
Printmaking
    ~ by Beverly Koski
Taking Risks
    ~ by Beverly Koski
That's the Secret
    ~ by Robert Genn
The Famous Amongst Us
    ~ by Beverly Koski
The Zen of seeing for artists
    ~ by Beverly Koski
This Visual Artist – a picture maker or a picture taker?
    ~ by Beverly Koski
Toilet Talk
    ~ by Beverly Koski
What Is A Print?
    ~ by Beverly Koski
When Is It Finished?
    ~ by Beverly Koski
The Chemainus Writers - Monday Meetings
    ~ News Release 2008
The Cowichan Valley Community Radio Society
    ~ News Release 2008
You Deserve To Be Paid
    ~ by Beverly Koski

Eyes

   ~ by Beverly Koski

A strip of salmon skin, a crisp piece of bacon and a handful of cat food. The feral cat crept cautiously to the plate. I stood as near as I could without preventing the cat's excessive caution to stop her from putting her head down to eat. From time to time, she looked up, checking to see if I had moved closer. On my knees now, I waited at eye level for one of her feeding pauses. She looked at me; I looked at her. I saw yellowish green irises, each divided by the fine black vertical slit of the pupil - and unwavering concentration. The cat saw a threat in my potential for movement. Then she glanced back down at the food. As usual, I had out-stared her. I wondered at the cold focus; and lack of self consciousness. It moved me to consider eyes.

An enlarged photograph of my daughter is pinned to the wall beside my computer. She gazes out at me over the top of dark glasses. The poster is meant to catch the viewer's attention. The irises are round and brown. The pupils are equally round, but small because a light is shining on the eyes. The reflection creates a small white dot just at the upper left side of each pupil. There is intelligent focus - awareness of self shines out at me. I pondered the nature of the difference between humans and cats. Is it the presence of a soul which lurks behind the eyes? And how is this captured by an artist? Leonardo da Vinci succeeded with the Mona Lisa. Experts still seek to identify the emotion of the sitter best expressed by her eyes.

The challenge for an artist is to capture the soul behind our eyes. Perhaps, it extends beyond portrait painting and energizes all of our works. It is the emotion so evident in the works of Vincent Van Gogh.

  ~ by Beverly Koski, June 2009