Art of Sherlock Holmes

Phil Growick

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The Art of Sherlock Holmes Global Edition 1 is truly unique. While there have been literally hundreds of Holmes pastiches written (even a few of mine), before our two volumes, The Art of Sherlock Homes-West Palm Beach and USA, there had never been volumes where Holmes short stories were interpreted by such accomplished artists. In this first Global edition, sixteen world-class artists have each had a story assigned to them - specifically dependent on the particular talent of each artist. Whether the interpretations be from the forms of surrealist, contemporary, realist, digital, minimalist, symbolism, or an amalgam of various forms, each piece of art created is unique, hypnotic, mesmerizing and unforgettable. Each created specifically to express the essence of each incredible Holmes story. The thirteen stories herein range from the impossibly baffling (except for Holmes) to the humorous, paranormal, or simply intellectually intricate. You're presented with murder, theft, treason, betrayal, love, loss and greed. All the ingredients to make delicious Holmes meals of mystery. But please remember, art is in the eye of the beholder. So we hope you'll appreciate each creation for what it is: an inimitable interpretation of a truly unique Holmes story. And for those of you who get lost in abstract art, our abstract artists have provided an explanation of what their art means in relation to the story they've interpreted.

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• Publié par: Andrews UK
• Date de parution: 24 août 2020
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781787055476
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 2 Mo

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The Art of Sherlock Holmes
Global Edition 1
Phil Growick




First published in 2020 by
MX Publishing
335 Princess Park Manor
Royal Drive, London, N11 3GX
www.mxpublishing.com
Digital edition converted and distributed by
Andrews UK Limited
www.andrewsuk.com
Author contributions are copyright © 2020 Phil Growick. Material contained within this book is copyright © 2020 the following contributors:
Denis O Smith, Pedro Linares, James Lovegrove, Rafael Gluckstern Gardos, Tony Reynolds, Victor Tkachenko, Tim Symonds, Manzur Kargar, Shane Simmons, Dan Arcus, Mark Mower, Olivier Lamboray, Archie Rushden, Georg Pummer, Ann Margaret Lewis, Dalit Marom, Derrick Belanger, Sierk Van Meeuwen, Keith Hann, Chris Stevens, Geri Schear, Mateo Kos, Deanna Baran, Tony Hernandez, Gregg Rosenquist, Dada Adesoji Disu, James Moffett, Vesa Kivinen, Murat Tezcan Demirbas
The rights of the above contributors have been asserted in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
All rights reserved. No reproduction, copy or transmission of this publication may be made without express prior written permission. No paragraph of this publication may be reproduced, copied or transmitted except with express prior written permission or in accordance with the provisions of the Copyright Act 1956 (as amended). Any person who commits any unauthorised act in relation to this publication may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damage.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.




To artists and the authors who inspire them




And to my family



Introduction
The Art of Sherlock Holmes is truly unique.
While there have been literally hundreds of Holmes pastiches written (even a few of mine), there never has been a volume where Holmes short stories are interpreted by some of the most accomplished artists in the world.
In this first global edition, fifteen artists have each had a story assigned to them – specifically dependent on the particular talent of each artist.
Whether the interpretations be from the forms of abstract, contemporary, realist, minimalist, symbolism, or an amalgam of various forms, each piece of art created is unique, hypnotic, mesmerizing and unforgettable. Each created specifically to express the essence of each incredible Holmes story.
The fifteen stories herein range from the impossibly baffling (except for Holmes) to the humorous, paranormal, or simply intellectually intricate. You’re presented with murder, theft, treason, betrayal, love, loss and greed. All the ingredients to make a delicious Holmes meal of mystery.
But please remember, art is in the eye of the beholder. So, we hope you’ll appreciate each creation for what it is: an inimitable interpretation of a truly unique Holmes story.
Phil Growick



The Watcher in the Woods
by Denis O. Smith
This story originally appeared in the ‘MX Book of New Sherlock Holmes Stories Volume IV’
Denis O Smith’s first Sherlock Holmes story, The Purple Hand , was published in 1982. Since then he has written more than forty stories, recording previously unknown cases of the world’s most famous detective. These have appeared in numerous magazines and anthologies, and in collections of his own, most recently The Lost Chronicles of Sherlock Holmes , The New Chronicles of Sherlock Holmes and The Further Chronicles of Sherlock Holmes . Born in Sheffield, in the north of England, Mr Smith now lives in the rural county of Norfolk. His interests, other than the career of Sherlock Holmes, include old maps, historical mysteries of all kinds, the history of London, and the railways of Britain.
Pedro Linares Herrero , born on September 28, 1972, in the city of Camagüey, Cuba. He studied the career of Visual Arts since he was 12 years old, within the educational system of Special Artistic Teaching of Cuba. He has studied in Technical Sculpture and graduated from the Plastic Arts career at the Higher Institute of Art of Havana, Cuba, with the speciality of engraving. Since 2002, he start living in the city of Santiago de Querétaro, Mexico, where he creates a huge part of his work, every day more consolidated and in constant evolution. After living for more than 5 years in Mexico, he start the naturalization process and became a Mexican citizen. Nowadays he represent Mexico, through Impulso Galería. Currently, he is still living in Santiago de Querétaro, Mexico, and has more than 20 years of professional career increasing every day and in constant renovation. He has participated multiple times on collective exhibitions in Cuba, Colombia, Japan, Spain and Mexico. He has also made several personal exhibitions. His works are part of personal collections in Cuba, Spain, US, Japan and Mexico.
Size: 35 cm x 56 cm
Medium: Oil on cardboard



During the years I shared chambers with Mr. Sherlock Holmes before my marriage, I was able to experience at first hand the immense variety of cases that were brought to his attention, most of which he succeeded in bringing to a successful conclusion. Among these cases were a great number that were odd or unusual, and not a few that were so strange as to seem at first unfathomable. Among these latter cases I would include that which concerned the singular experiences of Mr. Cuthbert Lidington in the Isle of Apstone and the surprising sequel, and it is this case I now propose to recount.
It was a chilly, foggy morning towards the end of October. The preceding weeks had been moderately sunny, but there had been little warmth in the sunshine, and with each day that passed, the air had seemed to become a degree colder.
Sherlock Holmes had been working his way through the morning papers for some time, alternately groaning and sighing at what he read there.
“It sometimes seems to me,” said he at length, tossing aside the last of the papers, “that the daily press has come into existence merely to record all that is banal, ignorant, and stupid in our modern world.”
“You can scarcely expect profound philosophical reflections on life to appear every day in the morning papers,” I remarked without looking up from my own reading.
“Perhaps not, but there must surely be something more intellectually stimulating for them to report than that one group of men kicked a leather ball more efficiently up a muddy field than another group of men, or that the Duchess of Deptford wore a striped hat to the theatre last night!”
I laughed. “Perhaps you will be presented with an interesting case soon,” I said, “and then you can bid au revoir for a time to the commonplaces of existence.”
“I hope so,” said he. “I am in need of a case, Watson. I feel like a man who has become accustomed to having a tumbler of rum every morning with his breakfast. The bottle has been empty now for some time, and the absence of my stimulant is making me irritable!”
“So I had noticed,” I remarked. As I spoke there came a sharp peal at the front-door bell. “Here is someone,” I said. “Perhaps it is a caller for you.”
“Yes,” returned my friend in a pessimistic tone; “no doubt someone wishing to sell me half-a-dozen ‘lucky’ clothes-pegs, or someone come to inform me that if I contribute a shilling to whatever worthy cause he represents I can have my name engraved on a brick!”
A moment later, a slight, nervous-looking young man was shown into our sitting-room, and announced as Cuthbert Lidington.
“Good morning,” said Holmes, waving the visitor to a chair. “What can we do for you?”
“I understand you are accomplished at unravelling life’s mysteries,” the young man began in a hesitant tone.
“I have had some experience of it, at least,” returned Holmes. “Do you have a mystery for us?”
Lidington nodded. “If I can’t get to the bottom of it, I feel I shall go mad. That may sound a somewhat dramatic, exaggerated thing to say,” he added quickly, “but that is the state I have been driven to.”
“Pray, give us the details.”
“First of all, you should know that I am not one given to fancies or whimsical notions. I studied scientific subjects for some years at London University. I then held a senior position with the South Eastern Railway at Ashford, in Kent. However, my own private reading was leading me in a very different direction. My study of early scientific works had introduced me to the subject of alchemy, in which I developed a very great interest.”
“Alchemy?” I cried in surprise. “Is that not the mediaeval pseudo-science that claimed that with the right formula base metals could be turned into gold, and, with some other formula, men could be made immortal?”
Lidington shook his head. “I would not dispute that you enunciate the popular view of the subject accurately,” said he; “but there is much more to alchemy than that. It is an all-embracing doctrine of a mystical, spiritual kind. Anyway, to continue: I had been looking for some new lodgings for a while, as the place at which I was staying in Ashford was very cramped, and some of the other people staying there were not to my taste. Then, one day when I was in the house-agent’s office, I saw that a house in the village of Apstone was available to rent. When I saw the name of the house, I could hardly believe it!”
“Why was that?” asked Holmes.
“Well, you see, it was Naxon House, and I recognized the name as being that of the residence for many years of Serenus Charling, one of the leading writers on alchemy of the last hundred years. I felt that fate must have pl