Welcome to my RedBubble “online photography” and art portfolio. Here you’ll find a range of photos I’ve taken and “art” I’ve created that I feel comfortable enough showing the world. I don’t claim to be an artiste. I just like being creative and am pleased enough with some of the work I have created to put it up for all the world to potentially see.
I’ve also started to dabble in T-shirt designs, although my illustrator skills need quite a bit of work so I pretty much stick to text-based designs.
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Peter Horsman is a member of # 1 ARTISTS OF REDBUBBLE , Yellow Gallery, A Class of Its Own, A T-Shirt Revolution, Agent Provocateur - T-Shirts with Messages, Amazing Asia, Astronomy, Atmospheric Optics, B. A . G . (Bum Appreciation Group), Black and White Photography, Cars, Motorbikes and Motorsports, Childhood, Cutest of the Cute, Dilapidated Buildings, Drawn to Cotton- Art on T-shirts, First Things, Graphic Arts, Graphic Editing 101, If it doesn't belong, Infrared Photography, Landscape Photography, Melbourne & Victoria, New York City, Oh Baby!, People and Portraiture Photography, PixElations - The Art of Photoshop, Rockabilly, Shapes & Patterns - Limit of 2 images per day, The Eyes Have It, The Urban Environment, Theatrical and Staged Photography, Travel and Adventure, Typography and Video Montage Group.
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I could at least always depend on the kind of honesty that only 2 litres of chardonnay can bring.
The Clown of Death is coming. / He trundles down the littered streets / of cardboard crusts and sewerage treats
I feel uncomfortable in my skin and I know that no amount of tailoring will fix it
There is a feeling in the air like some sort of change is about to occur.
I took my writings to an expert and asked if they were important.
With deepest intent she sits with her back to me / Slashing away at a blank piece of space / Inscribing imagination so brutally / Lapping up canvas, conveying her taste / I’m sitting here starin…