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My lil buddies by Hollie Nass

My cute kiddos Lincoln & Ozlynn /
With my little godchild by Eva and Klaus Weber-Wanjek

...Thank you, Cordula!!! Kelberg/Germany, February 2009.
Love is like swallowing hot chocolate... by Natalia Campbell

...before it has cooled off. / It takes you by surprise at first, / But keeps you warm for a long time. / ~ Anonymous. This was one of my self portrait which was taken a while back when I managed to persuade hubby to be in a photo with me and contribute to my 52 weeks SP project i have in flickr :) Featured on Soul Mates Group in June 2009 / Featured on Soul Mates Group in Oct 2009 /
Jacob Mau ~ Aloha wau ia ‘oe Hau`oli la Hanau Makawao Maui by Sharon Mau

Hau`oli La Makuakane iakopa, happy Fathers Day my love! E hana me ka ha`aha`a / E pili mau na pomaika`i ia `oe / Me ka aloha pumehana / Me ka ha`aha`a Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / My images do not belong to the public domain. Reproduction is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved Beautiful Art and Greeting Cards For Sale ~ Shop securely and view my collection here Jacob Mau / Ka-Uaua-A-Mahi (Royal Warrior) / Proud to be Hawaiian / “I am Kanaka” / Kukakuka Aloha wau ia ‘oe Hau`oli la Hanau / Happy Birthday! I love you my darling! We will be celebrating my husband’s 70th birthday in April. Featured Art 06 June 2009 / Technical Photography Featured Art May 2009 / Of Noble Birth Featured Art April 2009 / Rural Around the Globe Featured Art May 2009 / ImageWriting Featured Art 20 August 2009 / Happy Haven / Jacob Mau ~ Aloha wau ia ‘oe Hau`oli la Hanau Makawao Maui / Winner Creative Challenge / Art Inspired By the One You Love / Group Avatar and Member Feature / Mahalo nui loa, thank you so much to the group Hosts and the wonderful members of Inspired Art / who voted for my portrait Jacob Mau ~ Aloha wau ia ‘oe Hau`oli la Hanau Makawao Maui as the winning entry in the Inspired Art group creative challenge – Art Inspired By The One You Love Jacob has plenty Mana He is a direct descendent of Ali’i Kamehameha, Kamehameha the Great, the reigning warrior King who conquered, united and ruled the Hawaiian Islands. King Kamehameha I, also known as Kamehameha the Great, was the head of a dynasty (a succession of rulers from the same family) who ruled the Hawaiian islands for more than a century. Legend has it that Kamehameha was born at the time of the appearance of Halley’s comet and that this was a sign that he would rise to greatness. The name Kamehameha (pronounced kuh-may-ha-may-ha) means “the one set apart.” / Kamehameha’s full Hawaiian name is Kalani Paiʻea Wohi o Kaleikini Kealiʻikui Kamehameha o ʻIolani i Kaiwikapu kaui Ka Liholiho Kūnuiākea (Information Source Wikipedia) The authentic Kukui Lei Hua (Hua = nut or seed) traditionally reserved for reigning Chiefs, worn by Kanaka Maoli and Hawaiian Ali’i (Royalty), now worn by both Kane and Wahine, are handcrafted and expensive and so very beautiful. To protect the seed Lei, we polish them with pure organic Coconut oil or Macadamia Nut oil. With deepest respect, we share our mana’o with you. 20 Apelila 2009 Hau`oli la Hanau / Nau wale no, He makana nau / Ia iho ke Aloha iakopa A`u e ho`oheno nei, mea Aloha / Nâ ke Akua e mâlama mai iâ `oe, e ku’u aloha. / He aloha pili `ia e ke onaona. / A`u e ho`oheno nei, Ku`u ipo henoheno Iakopa / Pau `ole ke aloha ê. / Aloha wau ia ‘oe / I love you Jacob “APELILA / (April) / (Welo) / April was the last of the 6 months in the Ho’o-ilo, or Winter, period of ancient times, which ran from August through April. The earth’s magic is a gift of wonder. Never abandon your dreams. Memories dwell within the soul. This land is the gathering place of the winds. In the sound of the ocean, I can hear my ancestors calling. A ho’okupu, a gift from the heart, enriches the giver. In the family, ohana, lies the renewal of the past. I am the child of many cultures—in me grows the hope of the future. I am a part of the land, ka aina. The soil is my flesh, the mountains my bones. My voice is the voice of the wind, ka makani; my dance is the dance of the waves. I am reborn in the image of my fathers and mothers. The spirit of the land guides me in every choice that I must make. This land is born of fire and ocean and wind. In my mind is the fire of knowledge; in my blood run the currents of the ocean; in the wind do I hear the song of my spirit. The rumble of the volcano is like the beating of a great heart. The gift of knowledge is never diminished. In the neverending cycles of the land is my spirit renewed. Hawai’i is the place where rainbows are born. The land was created in the joining of fire and water. At the meeting of the land and the sea, that is where all life begins. Ancient kings walk the mountains at night. In the secret places of the land are found the answers to life’s mysteries. My parents taught me the ways of the future; I teach my children the ways of the past. I walk the land in perfect innocence, a child of yesterday. Here, every day is a beginning, every night a remembering. The owl, Pueo, protects me as I walk the forest at night. The song of my spirit is blessed by the winds. In the heart of the mountain burns the fire of new life. The earth’s fire, a wave’s caress, the never-ceasing kiss of the wind ~ of these things is my island born. The morning dew baptizes the grass; a thousand glistening beads reflect the rays of the rising sun. I am the wild spirit that greets the dawning of this day. I see the thread of mana which passes from me to all those I hold dear ~ we are family ~ we are ohana. If I feel hunger or thirst, the land will provide; if my spirit is troubled, the wind and the sea will comfort me; if I am afraid, ‘Io will protect me. Each morning is a celebration of beginnings. The stars, na hoku, guide me at night ~ they show me the way to my destiny. The will of my ancestral spirit, my ‘aumakua, speaks in all that I say or do.” ~ _This is a wonderful excerpt from the Hawaiian Book of Days Hawaiian Values / Ho’ohana Passion for worthwhile work. Intention ‘Imi ola Mission and Vision Ho’omau Perseverance and Persistence Kūlia i ka nu‘u Achievement and Excellence Ho’okipa Hospitality and Service Ohana Family and Community Lōkahi Harmony, Unity and Collaboration Kākou Inclusiveness and Synergy Kuleana Responsibility and Accountability ‘ike loa Knowledge, Wisdom, and Learning Ha’aha’a Humility and Open-mindedness Ho’ohanohano Dignity and Respect Alaka’i Leadership and Initiative Mālama Caring, Empathy, Stewardship Mahalo Living in Thankfulness Nānā i ke kumu Authenticity and Truth Pono Righteous, Balance and Rightness Ka lā hiki ola Hope and Promise Aloha Love, Virtue and Inner Spirit Kumulipo Hawaiian Chant Merrie Monarch 2006 – Halau Na Lei Kaumaka O Uka – MAH Kahiko Story of Hula Ka Pa Hula O Ka Lei Lehua (Kahiko Kane), Merrie Monarch 2007 Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi / Shooting Date/Time 20 Apelila 2009 11:29:12 / Tv 1/40 Av 16.0 ISO 400 / Lens EF28-135mm f/3.5-5.6 IS USM / Focal Length 53.0 mm Hawaiian Encyclopedia
I LOVE MY TEDDY by kamaljeet kaur

Thanks baby….for paying attention to me and posing for me
PATH... by Amber Elizabeth Fromm Donais

The Path / Author Amber Elizabeth Donais / Artist photoloi / THE STORM / PIERRE-AUGUST COT, / FRENCH, 1837 – 1883 / OIL ON CANVAS, 1880 Here The Path Frolic In Delight / Path Of Love … / To Chase, / What Touches / The Heart … / Upon Descent , / So Filling, / Yet … Consuming / The Souls …. / It Entwines, / Joyous, Joyous / In It’s Escalades, / Burning …As Fire… / Yes Dance , In Passion / Dance In Dream, / It Races, Heartbeat, / Love Breaths… / New Life, / To Death , In / Hope, Yes…. / Breathing New Life…. / Conquers All… / Path Of Love…. / Follow And Chance, / We Walk, Yet Run / Return Ever More… / In Passion’s Delight… / Following It’s Path… / Of Heart… / Love’s Dance…
Young Love Gets Engaged by Virginia N. Fred

My son Ben finally asked his girl Kristina to marry him, it was so sweet and romantic, they have been together for sooo long I thought I would never see this day, Kristina is also a member of RedBubble you can see some of her work Here I incorparated the photo I have called Young Love with the engagement ring and band to make this one, they wanted me to take a photo with both rings, my son had this ring especailly designed for her adding 4 blood red rubies to make it look sort of like a flower These photos where taken in Cape Coral Florida
Backlit by Gonubie sunset by Teresa Schultz

New note 13 October 2009: Got back a few minutes ago from a prize giving for a local photography competition for photos representing “life is always a pleasure in Buffalo City” as I was one of the 13 finalists out of nearly 200 entries – and they chose me as the overall winner! I received a new camera and a R1000 shopping voucher! My boys, then 9 and 10, enjoying a warm evening at the beach in mid autumn, East London, South Africa, 2008, at Gonubie river mouth
Joyful by Tatum Wulff

Mother and child in a rural village in Laos. Laos was a French colony at the start of the 20th century. It was a union of two former kingdoms, Luang Prabang and Vientiane. The French administered it as a territory within the protectorate of French Indo-China. After World War II, French Indo-China was divided up into three independent countries within the French Union: Cambodia, Laos (independent on 1949-07-19), and Vietnam. FEATURED IN THE DIMENSIONS GROUP ON OCT. 23/09 FEATURED IN THE SOUL MATES GROUP ON OCT. 24/09
WHAT HAPPENS NEXT, DAD? by RakeshSyal

Father telling a story about his experiences to his son, just to keep him busy for his help at the cost of his school. Well that’s the story of a lesser privileged one, there are so many still…. Captured this image of a Dhaba [ where you get just food and beverges] at crossing near Jallorie pass, Himanchal Pradesh India. Nikon D200, Nikkor 18-200

Recent Work

AUTUMN WALK by JOHAN (photowalker) NIJENHUIS

PHOTO MADE 10/04/2009 / CAMERA LUMIX FZ 28 / PLACE NOORDOOST POLDER THE NETHERLANDS / LOCATION KUINDERBOS PHOTO MODIFIED WITH A SOFT TOUCH OF ORTON MY SISTERS JOKUS AND IENEMIEN AND THEIRE DOGS GIZMO AND CATY
LOOKING FORWARD-LOOKING INWARD by RakeshSyal

Captured this image at Neeldhara, Haridwar, where different streams of river Ganges merge to form the great Holy Ganges. These people were sitting their enjoying nature. It was 7 in the morning, I just noticed them, and there was no hint in my mind to capture them. The sun was coverd by a thick layer of fog. I kept shooting here and there. Suddenly the sun started showing up on their side. When I looked in the view finder, I thought this is something I am looking for. I moved and composed them and this was all by the grace of God I could do this. Nikon D70, Nikkor 18-200
BOYS AT NEPALI ORPHANAGE GOOFING AROUND by Betsy Seeton

These boys were having a ball hamming it up for the camera. I even let them shoot some pictures. They were orphans at an orphanage I did some fund raising for. Visiting the children and photographing them was one of my favorite things to do.
Snack Time by Laurie Search

My brother-in-law holding my nephew as he has a little snack!
A Smile to Brighten Your Day!!!! by Tatum Wulff

Mother and children in a rural village in Laos. Laos was a French colony at the start of the 20th century. It was a union of two former kingdoms, Luang Prabang and Vientiane. The French administered it as a territory within the protectorate of French Indo-China. After World War II, French Indo-China was divided up into three independent countries within the French Union: Cambodia, Laos (independent on 1949-07-19), and Vietnam. FEATURED IN THE FIRST THINGS GROUP ON OCT. 26/09 FEATURED IN THE MULTI-RACIAL BEAUTY GROUP ON OCT. 30/09
My Soul, My Reflection by Leni Kae: www.lenikaedesigns.com

“My Soul, My Reflection” is an original painting by artist and colour therapist Leni Kae (dip Colour Therapy). Oil on Canvas 106 (w) x 115cm (h) What an attraction to this piece signifies according to ‘Colour Science’: An attraction to this piece speaks of the desire for balance or completeness of the self. Completion first comes through accepting your reflection, seeing all beauties, all flaws, and accepting them as you. It means seeing and accepting both the masculine and feminine energies within you and finding balance within the self. The internal peace that comes with this becomes a great force of attraction. The work also tells of the attracting force between soul mates – opposing forces of masculine and feminine energies force you to face eachothers’ differences and helps heal unbalanced forces within you. You are likely to prefer a partner who can communicate with you honestly, force you to face your shortcomings, and help you evolve as an individual although together. You become each other’s balancing force. For more information on Colour Science, contact Leni Kae. Leni also designs custom works to suit most budgets: original paintings, unique designs, gift cards. More information at: http://www.lenikaedesigns.com CARD SAMPLE: / PRINT SAMPLE: /
Aloalo Bridal Path Exotic Hibiscus by Sharon Mau

Exotic tropical Aloalo / Beautiful Hibiscus / Waihe’e Maui Hawai’i “Perfect instants: / fervent, fleeting, pungent, / wisps of time / dispelled by touch. The instant / of winding; / of warmth at the core / curling and swelling. The instant / of being wound in smooth, / sliding, hardening coils. The instant / of roused flesh / ruffled, / magnetized. The instant / of unwinding / what was wound. The instant / of dreaming / before the dream flies / on lilac-sheer ephemeral wings.” poetry Author Unknown Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / My images do not belong to the public domain. Reproduction is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi Featured Art 10 September 2009 / ! # 1 ARTISTS OF REDBUBBLE / Aloalo Bridal Path Exotic Hibiscus /
Bride and Flower Girl by Anthea Slade

Tribute to Womanhood A second Collaboration with Anthea and Reynaldo. Featured in !Inspired Art! 26 Oct 09 / Featured in Acrylic Painting Group 26 Oct 09 Bride and Flower Girl is 20th Painting of our Tribute to Womanhood Series of 40 paintings/drawings/poem collaboration, and the last (tenth) in our mini series Woman in Relation to Man. It is such a great honour and pleasure to work with Reynaldo on this Collaboration as he is a brilliant and highly gifted inspirational painter and beautiful human being. Painting: Reynaldo / Poem: Anthea Masked Bride Once upon a time there was a creative / little girl who played with her boy and girl dolls / making stories of love and romance / where the boy doll chased the girl doll / and wooed her through his strength / and focus on her and they ended up married. As a child she could see her fathers love / of her mother with fervour and attention / Her parents love was dynamic and alive / Passion and tenderness defined their attraction / She dreamed she would find such a knight / as her father with masculine beauty who / would fight to win and keep her heart As a teenager this girl of imagination and vision / would ride her horse with her black western hat / with hair flying in the wind and create stories / of how the west was won / of how her romance began / A strong woman of the land, with a tender soul / would finally through struggle and hardship and misunderstanding / find a cowboy who could find her heart and keep it safe. But in real life her white knight, her father / was followed by the black knight / and the girl saw her mother disintegrate / and undermined. / Her dream disrupted / Her ideas ruptured / Her life a nightmare / Fighting to keep her young life alive / Struggling to survive / To define who she was from 10 onwards. So as a young woman / through the flood of attention / came a kind knight that with confidence / and honour claimed and won her heart / His kindness seduced her and she became his bride. / On that rosy day of pink she kissed his lips / and she took his hand and they wed. Now in most fairy tales that is where the story ends / and they live happy ever after but not for this young woman. Her knight stayed for six years / and then he left / Leaving the princess without a prince / Leaving the lady without her knight / She covered her beautiful face with a mask / because she thought her first knight was her last. Vulnerable, raw she tripped and she fell into the abyss of emotional pain / She studied, she hurt, she stayed lonely / She healed and faced her wounds / She started to mend but her masked stayed on / She dated and she waited for another knight to come / But he didn’t just men. Then one day when she wasn’t looking / a knight arrived…a king among men / And he looked her way and through her / mask he saw her eyes, he acknowledged her heart / He saw her without distraction / and he listened to her words / and caught glimpses of her soul / and he knew that she would be his bride. She accepted his hand but / this time her second, she would / wear her mask for protection / because her heart had been broken / Behind her mask she was soft and beautiful but / too fragile and vulnerable to risk it all. So the day of the wedding arrived / and her knight stood before her on his / white horse and he smiled. / In her mask with her inner child by her side, / she saw something she had never seen before: / A man who could see her and hear her story. / A man who could look at her and / be present with her whole being. / He could breathe her and see her scars and hold her / And he was proud of the woman she was, she had become. / She could feel his love through her mask / and a tear slid down her cheek. So the masked bride rode her black horse down the isle / and stood beside him. / He looked through her mask and / saw her tear stained eyes. / He removed the mask / and finally after all these years / she stood naked and exposed. / She looked up at him and he took her hand / and lifted her fingers to his lips and said: / ‘My darling I am here, I see you and I will / never leave you.’ / She smiled as a tear scudded down her cheek. / ‘Yes I know and I believe you’ / She dropped her mask on the ground. / And she kissed him. The End By Anthea Slade 25-10-09 Specifications for Reynaldo’s beautiful painting Acrylic on 140 Lb. watercolour paper / size is 36×24”
Detail seasons3 - Winter by doreen01

The place all frozen still [The glaze of frozen steel] / Upon the body laid still / Extracted by sorcery / Once there was a myth [Once temples of myth] / Rivers of fear run cold / Ice castle formation / Frozen tears escape eternal frost / Hope and desire fade / Fury in the emperor’s eyes / Cast here for eternity / Season of the damned [dead] / Rivers of fear run cold / Ice castle formation / Frozen tears escape eternal frost / Forbidden land of sorrow / At last the winter winds sing / Scattered ashes of kings / Gaze at the fallen walls [fallen ones; fallen world] / Rivers of fear run cold / Ice castle formation / Frozen tears escape eternal frost Winter Eternal Frost lyrics *** / Painting by Dorina Costras / Acrylic on canvas
He ain't heavy... he's my brother by micklyn

Yesterday we went fishing, all eleven of us and some friends. At one stage I asked Johnny (11) to carry Reilly (10 months) back to where we were picnicing. This is so typical of how Johnny carries Reilly most of the time, and Reilly just loves it. Can’t think why. ( : Anyway, I’m just glad to have captured this moment, their relationship continuously delights me. Featured in The World As We See It / Featured in South Africa – Rainbow Nation / Featured in Images and Ideas / —October 2009 -- thank you!!! / Featured in Family Unlimited / Featured in the Good News Group / —November 2009 -- thank you to the hosts of those groups!! ( : Camera Model Canon EOS 400D DIGITAL / Shooting Date/Time 2009/10/24 03:46:06 PM / Tv( Shutter Speed ) 1/500 / Av( Aperture Value ) 8.0 / ISO Speed 320 / Lens EF100mm f/2.8 Macro USM / Focal Length 100.0mm And here are the lyrics which I know most of us have heard before but they are actually kind of awesome: The road is long / With many a winding turn / That leads us to who knows where / Who knows where But I’m strong / Strong enough to carry him / He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother So on we go / His welfare is of my concern / No burden is he to bear / We’ll get there For I know / He would not encumber me / He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother If I’m laden at all / I’m laden with sadness / That everyone’s heart / Isn’t filled with the gladness / Of love for one another It’s a long, long road / From which there is no return / While we’re on the way to there / Why not share And the load / Doesn’t weigh me down at all He ain’t heavy / he’s my brother / He’s my brother / He ain’t heavy, / he’s my brother – The Hollies
SYNCRONISING by RakeshSyal

Horsman Magghar Singh synchronising his horses for the ride. Captured this image at Kila Raipur annual Rural Festival popularly known as mini rural olympic takes place every year mid Feb. All over the world press and electronic media cover this festival. / Nikon D 200, Lens Nikkor 70-300 VR Featured in Horses at Work group on 11th Aug. 2009 / Featured in Rural Around The Globe Group on 12th Aug. 2009 / Featured in Horse and Rider Group on 26th Aug 2009
Mythical Origins by Sharon Mau

Sunset Ka`anapali Beach / Ka’anapali Maui Hawai`i SONG OF THE CLOUDS (from “The Clouds”) by: Aristophanes “Loud maidens that float on forever, Dew-sprinkled, fleet bodies, and fair, / Let us rise from our Sire’s loud river, / Great Ocean, / and soar through the air / To the peaks of the pine-covered mountains / where the pines hang as tressed of hair. Let us seek the watch towers undaunted, / Where the well-watered cornfields abound, / And through murmurs of rivers nymph-haunted, / The songs of the sea-waves resound; And the sun in the sky never wearies of spreading his radiance around. Let us cast off the haze / Of the mists from our band, / Till with far-seeing gaze / We may look on the land. Cloud-maidens that bring the rain shower, / To the Pallas-loved land let us wing, / To the land of stout heroes and Power, / Where Kekrops was hero and king, / Where honour and silence is given / To the mysteries that none may declare, / Where are gifts to the high gods in heaven / When the house of the gods is laid bare, / Where are lofty roofed temples, / and statues well carven and fair; / Where are feasts to the happy immortals / When the sacred procession draws near, / Where garlands make bright the bright portals / At all seasons and months in the year; / And when spring days are here, / Then we tread to the wine-god a measure, / In Bacchanal dance and in pleasure, / ‘Mid the contests of sweet singing choirs, / And the crash of loud lyres.” Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / My images do not belong to the public domain. Reproduction is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved Beautiful Art and Greeting Cards For Sale ~ Shop securely and view my collection here Interesting Facts on this region of Maui / http://www.kaanapalicoffeefarms.com/kaanapali/history-tourism.html Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi > >