Mary Shay

A distant world found in art and poetry where you can spend some time letting your mind be taken away to a different land. Feel free to just have a look around or contact me for any further information.

Thanks for coming, enjoy your visit!

“Connected by memories, blood, or name, Distanced by ages, travels, or game, One chases glory or dream, And tends to forget the power of love. Christmas tightens the links in the chain And reels us home again, and again.”

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Animals

Nudes

Flowers

Lines

Portraits

Computer Paint

MirrorArt