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! Inspired Art ! (by Quotes or Poems or Music or Stories)

For all mediums of art that has been inspired by quotes, songs, music or stories.

Featured Work

paranoia by navybrat

digital painting and photo-manipulation music © 2009 jokiargu creations / All rights reserved / thank you for viewing my heART!!!
Chloris by Selkie

“The goddess [Flora] replied to my questions, as she talks, her lips breathe spring roses: ‘I was Chloris, whom am now called Flora. Latin speech corrupted a Greek letter of my name. I was Chloris, Nympha of the happy fields [Elysion], the homes of the blessed (you hear) in earlier times. To describe my beauty would mar my modesty: it found my mother a son-in law god. It was spring, I wandered; Zephyrus (the West Wind) saw me, I left. He pursues, I run: he was the stronger; and Boreas gave his brother full rights of rape by robbing Erechtheus’ house of its prize [Oreithyia]. But he makes good the rape by naming me his bride, and I have no complaints about my marriage. I enjoy perpetual spring: the year always shines, trees are leafing, the soild always fodders. I have a fruitful garden in my dowered fields, fanned by breezes, fed by limpid fountains. My husband filled it with well-bred flowers, saying: ‘Have jurisdiction of the flower, goddess.’ I often wanted to number the colours displayed, but could not: their abundance defied measure. As soon as the dewy frost is cast from the leaves and sunbeams warm the dappled blossom, the Horae (Seasons) assemble, hitch up their coloured dresses and collect these gifts of mine in light tubs. Suddenly the Charites (Graces) burst in, and weave chaplets and crowns to entwine the hair of gods. I first scattered new seed across countless nations; earth was formerly a single colour. I first made a flower from Therapnean blood [Hyakinthos the hyacinth], and its petal still inscribes the lament. You, too, narcissus, have a name in tended gardens, unhappy in your undivided self. Why mention Crocus, Attis or Cinyras’ son, from whose wounds I made a tribute soar?” – Ovid, Fasti 5.193 * / Selfportrait Resources: Textures by Resurgere@deviantart
Only Women Bleed by Crowmanic

“He lies right at you / You know you hate this game / He slaps you once in a while and you live and love in pain She cries alone at night too often / He smokes and drinks and don’t come home at all / Only women bleed” ~ Only Women Bleed (Alice Cooper & Dick Wagner) Reference image © photoport @ deviantART
The Golden Necklace, Night at the Museum Ball by F.A. Moore

The Golden Necklace, Night at the Museum Ball Rumored provenance of the golden necklace notwithstanding, no one could deny that it transferred magic to the wearer. The tale of the golden necklace is the story of its beneficiaries, their travels, travails, passions, and play. Tonight the golden necklace would drape the neck of Jill Monroe. It was a special occasion. She was going to the Fine Arts Museum Ball to dance the dance of her life and to gaze once again on her favorite painting in the world, Van Gogh’s brilliant Field with Poppies, visiting from the Kunsthalle. There on her dresser lay the necklace, so beautiful and other-worldly. Her perfectly manicured nails gently nudged the beads along an invisible straight line. Yes, it would contrast boldly with her pink floral gown. And he would like that. He would notice, and would lean in to tell her so, touching her ear with his hushed whisper of approval. What neither of them knew was the magic that the golden necklace would bring that night, when it went to the museum ball. / —by F.A. Moore, July 2009 Digital Fine Art by F.A. Moore, July 9, 2009 / First work in a series, “The Golden Necklace”. / NOTE: See A DIFFERENT VERSION – II, here Special thanks to stock providers katanaz-stock for the two models, which I used for model and hair, respectively; and to FantasyStock for the pink peonies used for the dress. Textures over or under the main background are from: B-squared stock. The backdrop is my ever-evolving “life collage”, featured in other works, including “Life-Giver” and “The Choice” series. Besides the background, the life collage was also used for the “mosaic” in the pink ball gown. Finally the necklace is made up of over 30 replicas of the circle in Golden Silk, a work just uploaded as a reference for this series. FEATURES 2009-07-09 The Golden Necklace… Museum in ! Inspired Art ! DETAIL / Face detail (Click image for 100% scale view of the face.) / Hair detail / Her right eye detail (i.e., stage left)
Levitation by Lior Goldenberg

A CD album cover I’ve done for my favorite imaginary singer, Shelly. Digital mixed media / Copyright © LiorG 2008 This work was featured in the groups Pop Art and All Around the Styles. Add Lior Goldenberg to your watchlist
Pondering by jenseyes

Inspired by the tune Background by Third Eye Blind / Music View it large for detail
Writing

Hide n' Seek …1, 2, 3… hide and go seek / I closed my eyes and promised not to take a peek / See, the purpose of this was because I didn’t need to chea…

This poem is about hiding and finding someone in a relationship. At first when you are counting, it’s fun not to know everything… the fun is in the process of finding the other person and getting to know them. If they hide in to obvious a spot that’s not much fun, but if they hide within themselves and stay hidden then you can’t keep playing that game either because you wonder what they are really hiding from. At some point you have to open up because you can’t hide forever. My trick growing up was to hide behind a door and as soon as the seeker went off looking, I would hide where they counted, but i’m just clever like that :) much love
Writing

I Saw It inYour Eyes…As you slowly got up to leave I started to ask for just one more try, / I knew inside I wouldn’t get it, but I loved you so much that I fe…

Feature in ! Inspired Art ! – 7/6/09 Copyright © 1969-2009 Gary Renee Wilkins – all written works may not be used, copied, reproduced, transmitted, stored, printed, downloaded, or modified in any way or form without written consent. All rights reserved. Ending Blues (@ my sister’s site)
live your life by carinaolgamaria

a fun shirt with a meaning that might inspie the people around you
Trapped... by Fiona Christensen

This is also part of the Renewal series, it is the first part with the person trapped in all their negativty before the water cleanses them. / This series was inspired by the song “New Soul” by Yael Naim. These pictures were quite a challenge as the model struggled to move and stay afloat with all the heavy material wrapped around her yet at the same time would float to the top with the air in her lungs. Featured in Inspired Art
Street Man by Jayne Logan

I met this interesting man on the street just outside of The Torture Museum in Amdam. He allowed me to take this shot of him. I am very happy he did. (June 2/09) / FEATURED in The Eyes Have It Group – June 2009 / Please allow me to introduce myself / I’m a man of wealth and taste / I’ve been around for long, long years / Stole many man’s soul and faith And I was ‘round when Jesus Christ / Had his moment of doubt and pain / Made damn sure that Pilate / Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you / Hope you guess my name / But what’s puzzling you / Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersburg / When I saw it was a time for a change / Killed the Czar and his ministers / Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank / Held a general’s rank / When the blitzkrieg raged / And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you / Hope you guess my name, oh yeah / Ah, what’s puzzling you / Is the nature of my game, oh yeah / (woo woo, woo woo) I watched with glee / While your kings and queens / Fought for ten decades / For the gods they made / (woo woo, woo woo) I shouted out, / “Who killed the Kennedys?” / When after all / It was you and me / (who who, who who) Let me please introduce myself / I’m a man of wealth and taste / And I laid traps for troubadours / Who get killed before they reached Bombay / (woo woo, who who) Pleased to meet you / Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah / (who who) / But what’s puzzling you / Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby / (who who, who who) Pleased to meet you / Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah / But what’s confusing you / Is just the nature of my game / (woo woo, who who) Just as every cop is a criminal / And all the sinners saints / As heads is tails / Just call me Lucifer / ‘Cause I’m in need of some restraint / (who who, who who) So if you meet me / Have some courtesy / Have some sympathy, and some taste / (woo woo) / Use all your well-learned politesse / Or I’ll lay your soul to waste, um yeah / (woo woo, woo woo) Pleased to meet you / Hope you guessed my name, um yeah / (who who) / But what’s puzzling you / Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down / (woo woo, woo woo) Woo, who / Oh yeah, get on down / Oh yeah / Oh yeah! / (woo woo) Tell me baby, what’s my name / Tell me honey, can ya guess my name / Tell me baby, what’s my name / I tell you one time, you’re to blame Oh, who / woo, woo / Woo, who / Woo, woo / Woo, who, who / Woo, who, who / Oh, yeah What’s my name / Tell me, baby, what’s my name / Tell me, sweetie, what’s my name Woo, who, who / Woo, who, who / Woo, who, who / Woo, who, who / Woo, who, who / Woo, who, who / Oh, yeah / Woo woo / Woo woo / (Mick Jager/Keith Richards) .. / the Rolling Stones are my Religion

Recent Work

Directions/Misdirections by Maria Medeiros

/ DIRECTIONS/MISDIRECTIONS by Barry Tebb / I sit inside the train of tears The station mellow in shade Unoriginal phrases air-brush the canvas. Puzzling minds I wonder If all are like my own Closed to stillness. From girders hang the acrobats of gone Pearl grey Whistlers. We sat on A train like this once, you and I, Face to face but travelling In opposite directions- Or was it you alone I watched depart, Stood on the platform edge, anxious and alert?
REFLECTIONS OF OUR BEING by PatriciaLM

REFLECTIONS OF OUR BEING Ecstasy slides into the seas of passionate love…. / For ever warmed by… / Intune by our reflections of our beings / You sky so sweet… / You sand so deep…moves in perfect unison of natures gift… / I shall sit and watch with envy the passion that binds you together….. / Some day my soul mate will appear as you do….. / PatriciaLM
Lying Down by Maria Medeiros

/ Lying Down by Robert Desnos / To the right, the sky, to the left, the sea. / And before your eyes, the grass and its flowers. / A cloud, the road, follows its vertical way / Parallel to the plumb line of the horizon, / Parallel to the rider. / The horse races towards its imminent fall / And the other climbs interminably. / How simple and strange everything is. / Lying on my left side / I take no interest in the landscape / And I think only of things that are very vague, / Very vague and very pleasant, / Like the tired look you walk around with / Through this beautiful summer afternoon / To the right, to the left, / Here, there, / In the delirium of uselessness.
Memory of a Woman by Isa Rodriguez

Collaboration : Image From Isa Rodriguez _and the Poetry of Happyfeet5 Woman, oh woman / What have you done to me / You are only a memory / You are not real anymore / just a dream / So why do you invade my thoughts / You are only a sweet memory / But pain and hurt / is what your memory makes me feel / but still my mind and heart / your memory will not yield. / You were gentle and tender / as sweet as a beautiful, fragrant rose / even your thorns were gentle in my hands / and your beauty out shined everything it touched / in it’s presence time froze. / Under the twinkling stars above / how we used to dance the night away / I remember thinking, “I’ve finally found love” / Your eyes told me that you felt the same way / I remember those sparkling eyes, your smile / your loving body, how it used to be / making love was so easy / but now it is only a sweet sad memory / I try not to fall asleep / because you’ll be there again in my dreams / that’s when you become more than a memory / So I fall upon my knees / and ask God, “Why did she leave me?” / Did I do something wrong? / If I did, then please, please forgive me / for I cannot deal with your memory. / I want to let go / and I come so close, oh so close / but I see the memory / of the beautiful woman, of the beautiful gentle rose. / The rose is standing so proud and tall / my tears are falling on her petals / they are saying to the woman that was once mine / goodbye / but the memory will settle / more deeply in my mind. / You will be my lasting / memory / memory / memory / of woman in my mind.
Le Ballon Rouge by Elucidate

Inspired by the French book “Le Ballon Rouge”, as well as the film by the same name. Stock photo credit / Background
Notation by Elucidate

Music notes. From the public domain. Designed in Adobe Photoshop Elements. Created 7 June 2009.
Writing

tobias and bi…she built a canopy / of dragonflies / to keep the freckles from growing / on her nose and her earlobes

o7.1o.2oo9 / 3:38am / taking a break . tobias is a name given to my frog character / by a special person. i originally called him mac / bi means rain in korean / and is a character i created for my skateboard deck design .
When Irish Eyes are Smiling by taiche

Irish Eyes is the fifth of the Nuala Anne McGrail series of mystery novels by Roman Catholic priest and author Father Andrew M. Greeley. “When Irish Eyes Are Smiling” is a lighthearted song in tribute to Ireland. Its lyrics were written by Chauncey Olcott and George Graff, Jr., set to music composed by Ernest Ball, for Olcott’s production of The Isle O’ Dreams, and Olcott sang the song in the show. It was first published in 1912. The song continued to be a familiar standard for generations. Decades later it was used as the opening song on the radio show Duffy’s Tavern. The song has been recorded on over 200 singles and albums and by many famous singers, including Bing Crosby, Connie Francis, and Roger Whittaker. Round of drinks, a traditional method of paying in a drinking establishment / In many places it is customary for people to take turns buying rounds of drinks in which each individual in turn pays for a set of drinks for all present. A ubiquitous custom in Ireland, United Kingdom and Australia. In Australia it is referred to as shouting. This practice is also customary in New Zealand and in many parts of North America, especially in areas where people with cultural roots in Ireland and the UK predominate. A notable exception was the UK State Management Scheme in which treating (i.e. buying a round) was forbidden, from July 1916 until June 1919. ACRYLIC ART CALENDARS CARDS POETRY PHOTOGRAPHY – ANIMALS PHOTOGRAPHY -CANDID SHOTS PHOTOGRAPHY – CATS AND DOGS PHOTOGRAPHY – CONTEMPORARY WORK PHOTOGRAPHY – FLOWERS PHOTOGRAPHY – INSECTS PHOTOGRAPHY – TRADITIONALLY TURKISH PHOTOGRAPHY – TREE AND TREE PARTS T-SHİRTS My Images Do Not Belong To The Public Domain. All images are copyright © taiche. All Rights Reserved. Copying, altering, displaying or redistribution of any of these images without written permission from the artist is strictly prohibited / More products available / Why not follow me on / or join me at To be zazzled soon SEASONAL SERIES BURN`S NIGHT SAINT PATRICK`S SERIES CELTIC CROSSES HUMOUR / LEPRECHAUN SHAMROCK AMERICAN POLITICS SERIES ANIMAL SERIES ART TO WEAR BIRDS CATS AND DOGS SERIES CELTIC SERIES CUTE SERIES DID I HEAR YOU RIGHT SERIES DIGITAL SERIES EINSTEIN SERIES FOR F**’s AKE SERIES GAY SERIES KISS SERIES LINE DRAWING SERIES MANAGRAM SERIES NATIVE AMERICAN SERIES PALINDROME AND AMBIGRAM SERIES PHALLUS SERIES PISS TAKE SERIES RUDE FOOD SERIES SEASONAL SERIES SIGN AND SYMBOL SERIES SMILE SERIES TEXT ONLY SERIES UK POLITICS UNDERWEAR SERIES VINTAGE BURLESQUE SERİES WTF IS THAT ALL ABOUT? See more of taiche at ZAZZLE / Baby Custom T-Shirts :dress that baby up with a special design on a custom t-shirt, long sleeve or onesize / Kids Custom T-Shirts .from organic t-shirts to long sleeve shirts, boys, girls, and toddlers can fill their fashion needs with a one-of-a-kind custom t-shirts for kids. Check out the latest organic t-shirts, sweatshirts, and girls shirts. And plenty of styles for toddlers too! Aprons / Bags / Buttons / Cards / Hats / Keds Shoes / Keychains / Magnets / Mousepads / Mugs / Postage / Postcards / Stickers / T-Shirt / Ties
Archangel Raphael... by valzart

I bring to mankind, from God, / the Gift of Mirth. / I Am the Archangel Raphael… / I counsel you to / take pleasure in small things / and to laugh easily. / For laughter is / wine for the soul and a barrier / between man and madness. / Life is worth living. / Enjoy life! / ...am feeling joyful today with Raphaels good counsel eh? lol! a first experimental digital painting using graphics/text/Apophysis & a painting of the Archangel Raphael…Don’t worry B happy ..100% proceeds to the charity Wateraid.org .....
Writing

~ Lest the Brumby Fades to a Blur ~…They served their time before machine, droving the country stock routes / Transporting folk and all manner of goods before steam train’s f…

The stunning poet Brumbyy has the privilege of photographing High Country Brumbies. / I love this shot Brumby Blurr It enticed me to attempt to match his mastery of bush poetry with my own love of the wild Australian Brumby Enjoy before they are gone! ♥
Stars & STRIPES on PARADE by kevinmawson

collaberation of Sally Omar & Kevin Mawson Stars & Stripes We stand free Oh, I so love America, my country We walk tall Amongst all others A land so dear We are all brothers Let us walk Hand in hand In freedom’s grip Across this land We love our Country And stay true Americans we are Me and you STARS & STRIPES checkout Sallys other awsome work on / RBsallyomar This work comprises two images taken by me, Then i blended them together in Photoshop!