Feminine Intent (LIMIT TWO IMAGES PER DAY)
Featured Work
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The Patch by Isa Rodriguez
digital manipulations with various filters and brushes and textures I’m on the patch right now. Where it releases small dosages of approval until I no longer crave it, and then I’m gonna rip it off. / Ellen DeGeneres
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Conundrum by hickerson
“We are not physical creatures having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual creatures having a physical experience.” / Pierre Teilhard de Chardin /
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A Anxiety Disorder by tazzina
Paris, Fr / Canon 7D 17-85mm / 1” / 4 / iso 100 / no flash Your palms are sweaty…can not see clear, there are butterflies in your stomach…your legs are shaking…panic is setting in. What could cause such a physical reaction? Perhaps you are about to go bungee jumping, skydiving, or rock climbing? Maybe, but more likely you are about to perform on an instrument you usually enjoy playing.. / Huh, been there. Any musician at any stage in his or her life has had to deal with conquering nerves. You do not see the piano very well, can not believe you are about to start, and yes there is no way you can laugh right now, ‘couse nothing is fuuny, you are… you are about to die right now. Oh my… Helen Grimaud plays Bach…
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Heidi by SherrieLaryse
Acrylic on Canvas
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"The Final Say" by Karen Cougan
What happens outside of you has an influence. Yet it is what / happens within you that has the final say. / Ralph Marston MY WEBSITE For a Quick Look click / Gorgeous Gods & Goddesses, / Flowers, / Beautiful Places and Things, / Weddings / Pregnancy and Babies
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Fairy Nature by Mariska
Digital fine art by Maria Szollosi a.k.a. Mariska / November 2009 / Inspired by Felix Mas Collaborate artwork / – poetry ANAISNAIS / - illustrator Mariska Fairy Nature I’m fairy nature, / Come to collect fall’s leaf wares / to help make a coat. A coat of sunsets, / A last breath of summer’s glow / To wrap up autumn. I disguise myself / Living amongst the woodlands, / squirrels, bugs, birds, bees. Slowly with magic / I single handedly turn / The season’s over; / Sweeping winds and driving rains, / Giving nature rest till spring. I nourish the land. / Autumn’s blanket becomes crisp, / Stark, white, purity, / I contrast, redecorate / New, sleek, sexy, wavy tones. Thank you Anna-Marie for let to share this beautiful poem here. All Origional art work can be purchased through the artist. —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- Copyright notice: / All rights reserved. All images contained on these pages are © copyright protected by Mariska and any use of these images in any form without written permission will be considered an infringement of these copyrights
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Creating Heart by Anthea Slade
Creating Heart featured in Feminine Intent 16 Nov 09 My poem Creating Heart featured in Poetry and Beautiful Women 19 April 09 Creating Heart / / In that moment when our hearts break / We can choose to remain open / Feel our pain / or shut down. / / If we remain open we are raw / We scud through a plethora of emotion: / shock black, anger red / grief grey, growth green / love pink. / The odyssey of pain. / / Often the violence of our pain / makes us want to withdraw / like a deer, to lick wounds / like a hermit to fall within ourselves. / / If we choose to close down / We divert our minds / Our wounds stay open and / then become crusty and dry / And our heart shrinks, tightens, / and the creative flow…stops. / / If we stay open - / vulnerable…fragile everything hurts. / Looks shatter. / Words annihilate to red raw. / We crumble and fragment / And we bleed. / / But we survive if we live our emotions / We wear our feelings out until / our tears a continual waterfall on our / face wash the pain away. / And we begin to heal. / / Our divine inner child walks / and than dances again / Delicate fragile and raw / our heart breathes / And our creative flow continues / Vulnerable we can create and feel. / / And we grow and we reconstruct / and put our pieces back together / Raw, exposed and alone / we draw from our heart / to create beauty / Alchemists and transformers we / recreate ourselves in a new form. / / Naked, consumed in the act of creation / engaged and enraptured / we are consumed forever in / creating line by line / brushstroke by brushstroke / colour, line and form / uninhibited and free / creating beauty, creating life / ...Creating Heart. / / Written by Anthea Slade 14-9-08 Heart Series / Drawing One / 5-4-08 / Pencil and Oil Pastel
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Cankpe Opi by Jan Landers
‘Cankpe Opi’ is Lakota for Wounded Knee…..the site of a massacre which occurred on December 29, 1890 on the Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota. On that bleak winter morning, the Sioux chief Big Foot and some 350 of his followers camped on the banks of Wounded Knee creek. They were surrounded by 500 US troops who were to disarm and arrest them. Sitting Bull had been murdered just days before. During a meeting to try and come to a truce, a shot from an unknown party was fired; this anonymous shot started the massacre. Indians ran to get their guns and defend themselves, but the surrounding army cut them all down. Over 300 Sioux were killed that day, and the massacre officially ended the Indian Wars but began the years of recrimination against the US government for their brutality toward the Indians. In the late 90’s, we visited the Wounded Knee Monument and it was one of the most chilling experiences I have ever had. Sitting there on the grass outside the fenced area which holds many gravesites, looking out over that valley, I could feel the strong Spirits of the Ancestors. I heard them singing and the beating of the drums permeated my being…I will never forget that feeling…. Today, sitting here in my home on this most beautiful winter’s day in the Rocky Mountains where I am safe and warm, I thought of that awful day and was compelled to create some art to honor those who died there that day in the snow covered hills of South Dakota….
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Dismantled by TeriLee
For Rog :)xo / / Dismantled as I was / You looked passed / The stained glass treatments / Wreckage lay / Where my love had been / Footsteps worn on a path well traveled / Or so I thought / I would never / Danced this dance again / Disassembled and misplaced / You walked by the slaughtered remains / A battlefield I continued to struggle on / Not that you ignored it / I know you could see / With no enemy but myself / You offered a hand / Bandaged and sutured / What was left of me. / Tending to my mortal wounds / You showed me a place to start / Enlightened to a critical horizon / You offered fuel / Disguised as love / To heal my willful heart. / Rising from the ashes / Dusting off the hurt and pain / You watched me stand / On my own / My faith restored again. / Beyond the baggage / Shining slightly / A spark became a flame. / Dismantled as you were / I looked passed / The stained glass treatments / Taking you / Where you never dreamed to be / Footsteps on a path well traveled / Or so you thought / You would never / But now I ask / Would you please, / Dance this dance with me.
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Portrait of Artist Lynette K. by Tahnja
Large View Recommended Acrylic on oil painting, canvas textured paper. Standard A3 I asked the talented and wonderful fellow RB artist Lynette K. if I could paint from one of her self-portraits for more skin tone and colour study. I think Lynette’s face is totally awesome! She has a look that reaches right out and grabs one’s attention immediately and her hair, well, we all know red hair is like a beacon in a painting lol. Detail / Underpainting /
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Up In Flames © by Vicki Ferrari
Up In Flames © Vicki Ferrari This is a rework on Blue Moon Maiden— Just for something a little bit different! A bit of smoke & mirrors! Hope you like it! / Vicki Purchase Card / Purchase Framed Print / / / Purchase Canvas Print / Purchase Poster / Purchase Laminated Print / / Tech / Nikon D70 / NEF-JPG / Nikon Editor / Photoshop / Composite image UL200911152359
Recent Work
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Spirit Island and Mountains by Jann Ashworth
It doesn’t really look like an island from this angle, but that grove of trees on the rocky mound is the end of Spirit Island as seen from the water of Lake Maligne, in Jasper National Park, Alberta,Canada. It’s not a view that we’d seen anywhere in other photos, which was what we were trying to do: capture some views that were different. / It looked like the surrounding ranges of the Rocky Mountains were holding the island in a protective embrace, protecting it from the stormy weather up there on the high altitudes. Sept. 4, 2009, Sony DSCF828 camera. /
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As promised this will be my last journal entry re: sales. Thanks to whoever bought the T-Shirt - You have helped me acheive my first RB miulestone which was to sell 10 T-shirts!!! Merry Xmas, and I hope the t-shirt serves you well, Helen.
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Time Travels - the Present by Colleen Battistoni
Artists Note: Third and last in a series… our past experiences are always with us. One must find peace and wisdom with yesterday’s tragedies… remain determined to keep cherished memories close and nurtured within the soul… looking to the future while living fully in each precious moment. / The tree and forest represent Life, the girl is my Time Traveler, the horse is her Guide, the light is Faith and Hope. stock: horse girl
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Textured Blossom by Roka
Triangle Lake, Oregon
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Nikon Daisies © by Vicki Ferrari
Nikon Daisies © Vicki Ferrari Dreaming Daisies! :) Purchase Card / Purchase Print / Tech / Nikon D70s / Nikon E 50mm 1.8 / Nikon 28-105mm / Photoshop Composition (uploaded 18th September 2009)
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Firefly Fantasy by Bunny Clarke
I remember as a kid, visiting my grandparents in the South. Being from Wyoming, I loved seeing the fireflies come out at night. My uncle was only four years older than I was so we would have great fun chasing and capturing the fireflies in a jar. Created in Incendia using a photo taken by a friend and made to look like an evening sky in Photoshop before using it as a background.
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Heart of Glass by Bunny Clarke
Heart of Glass – Blondie Once I had a love and it was a gas, soon turned out / Had a heart of glass. / Seemed like the real thing, only to find / Mucho mistrust. / Love’s gone behind. Once I had a love and it was divine. / Soon found out I was losing my mind. / It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind. / Mucho mistrust. / Love’s gone behind. In between “what I find is pleasing” and “I’m feeling fine”, / Love is so confusing. / There’s no peace of mind / If I fear I’m losing you. / It’s just no good, you teasing like you do. Once I had a love and it was a gas, / Soon turned out had a heart of glass. / Seemed like the real thing, only to find / Mucho mistrust. / Love’s gone behind. Lost inside adorable illusion and I cannot hide. / I’m the one you’re using please don’t push me aside. / We could make it cruising, ye-ah. (La la la)(lalalalala)(la la la)(lalalala)(la la la)(lalalala) Yeah, riding high on love’s true bluish light / Ooh ooh ooh whoa (x4) Once I had a love and it was a gas, soon turned out to be a pain in the ass / Seemed like the real thing, only to find / Mucho mistrust. / Love’s gone behind. / Ooh ooh ooh whoa Created in Apophysis 7X with some postwork in Photoshop.
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Stained Glass Mirror by MelDavies
Coloured Pencil and Ink on 280 gsm Smooth Card (A3) (unsure of brand of paper as I’ve had it in my studio for years). We all need to look inwards sometimes, I did this image as a cathartic exercise. Views: 590 as at 20-11-09
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friends by tori yule
enjoying the beach
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Just wanted to share the new calender I have for sale with all of you. 12 captures from Steamboat Springs, CO /
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Aloha Island Dreams ~ This is Pa'ako by Sharon Mau
Pa’ako Beach Makena Maui Hawai’i My images do not belong to the public domain and may not be reproduced in any manner whatsoever without my express written authorization. Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved Aloha ahiahi, mahalo nui loa to the anonymous buyer who purchased one of my posters Monday 01 June 2009. I very much appreciate your kindness and I sincerely hope you enjoy my image of beautiful Pa’ako Beach displayed in your home. Please let me know how it looks when you receive it. I I would love to know who purchased the poster, but if you prefer to remain anonymous I certainly understand. Thank you so much for your gift of Aloha!! Mahalo nui loa!! E pili mau na pomaika`i ia `oe! Aloha e Malama pono Sharon Mau SOLD / 01 June 2009 / 1x Poster Pa’ako Beach Makena Maui Hawai’i No post processing, it is really this beautiful! / Early morning light on Pa’ako Beach, Maui Hawai’i. / The island of Lana’i is visible on the distant horizon and Oneloa (Big Beach), Makena is in the distance on the right. The division between Big Beach and Little Beach was caused by a lava flow and earthquake in approximately 1790. The hill dividing the beaches is called Pu’u Ola’i or Earthquake Hill. Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi / Currently with 2738 Views, _Mahalo :))) “At the northernmost corner of the Polynesian triangle, the Hawaiian Islands stand as a sentry for a collection of atolls, volcanic remnants, coral blocks and large islands that punctuate the region stretching to Aotearoa (New Zealand) in the south and Rapa Nui (Easter Island) in the east. Hawai’i is the newest landmass in Polynesia and the most isolated settled area on the globe, rife with unique ecosystems. Maui, sitting in the middle of the main Hawaiian island chain, is young geologically. Haleakala, still volcanically active in the 18th century and now considered dormant, rises 10,023 feet. The older and more eroded West Maui Mountains are 1.3 million years old. The tallest point at Pu’u Kukui – 5,788 feet – is one of the rainiest spots on earth. Ka’anapali is on the leeward side of these mountains of West Maui on the slopes facing the islands of Lana’i, visible on the horizon in this image and the beautiful island of Moloka’i.” Information Source Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi / Shooting Date 30 September 2009 / This is a composite of two images taken on the same location at the same time stitched one over the other / Currently with 2826 Views
About This Group
OUR FEATURED FEMALE ARTIST AND WRITER…
This month I am honored to have discovered a member of such wonderful talent, Lee Wilde
Lee’s use of several mediums from charcoal to acrylic uncovers so many aspects of the intricacies of being a woman. Choosing only four to showcase was certainly a well enjoyed, but difficult task.
Her work was a joy to meander though, and left me truly feeling proud of just being a woman.
Lee explores every faucet of femininity in her artwork.
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images and prose by your hosts
Leaves collagraph
By: Marion Chapman
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POEM INSPIRED BY IMAGE NAMED SAME
BY: LINAJI
OPENing…
He knew where I’d start
Jaw line..
Sweet scent towards the lips
Bottom one first, sucking the color from
His heart
Sliding inside his cool mouth
Fresh like a garden of mint
Opals to mine.
So I got to mine..ing
Shining
Inside I felt this collaboration
of sorts
as he pressed his face into mine.
Why was that so thrilling?
The pressure of his face, moving around
The structure of my bones
(the structure of me)
taking hands and pulling my hair from the
Roots
jungle roots
delightful exploration
Did he see my Tasmanian devil rise?
Or was that him I had found behind
My blurred sense of outdated compromise?
I was driven now,
To ease up and allow for his fluttering
Responsive
Abandon
Fruitful fingers take me
to the river
(flooding love)
past all levees of pain
Now,
scent of companionships and lost dreams
All at once forgotten
Allowing satiation of my entire Need
Tonight.
Linaji 2009
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