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As I Looked Up by Pamela Phelps

As I looked up, I saw her eyes peering down, gently, lovingly, as though she had never gone. Why was it that she left when she did, when I needed her the most? / So often, I awaken in the middle of the dark nights, feeling her by my side, hearing her breath as though she had not gone. Why was it that she left when she did, when my need was deepest? / Falling in and out of daydreams as I often do, her gentle face comes to mind, her playful spirit reminds me of how life was long ago. Why was it that she left when she did, when my spirit was lacking faith in living? / Driving down the country lanes once traveled together, I feel her beside me, her essence permeating the air, warming my spirit. Why was it she left when she did, when life was about to become so lonely. / Wrapped in a blanket on the coldest of nights, the warmth of her body next to mine lends strength and courage to my spirit knowing there is another day ahead I will spend without her. Why was it she left when she did, when my feelings were frozen in fear? / Sinking in despair, tears streaming down my cheeks, I feel her remove them with the love we once shared. Why was it she left when she did, when my heart was about to break, and my spirit about to die? / As I look up again, I remember the blessings of her warm nose, her silken white fur, her soft paws, and the eyes of an angel, always looking up at me. Why was it she left when she did I asked again. / It was her time to leave when she did, endowing me with strength, and blessings in remembering to look upward, for she would be at my side for all eternity. It was now my turn to look up at her with total adoration and gratitude as she had done throughout the years we had shared so lovingly. In Memory of Abbagail Victoria, Devoted Springer Spaniel Companion and Friend / November 10, 1991- / August 8, 2005 / This was written a few years back, the image has been created in Photoshop, using multiple images of both Abbey’s last day with me and recent photographs of place we once traveled, layers, textures, and slight grunge effects added, in an experimental attempt to create an image of past emotion. Inspired by many recent memories and dreams of those “Angel Eyes” /
Grey Dawn by lhandlott

I painted with rain the sight of the daybreak, / As being in need of a momentary remake / The life I am leading is the way of depravity, / A threat to my already poisoned sanity Grey dawn, everlasting Hope is utopia for all that I know, / When counting the seconds time moves so slow / I can’t feel any will to be part of this fight / A cure is however to put thrust in the night I learn from this life to hide from humanity, / And night has told me how to kill my anxiety / The ghost of my smile dances in the pale, / And I know all my efforts most likely will fail. Inspired by the song ” Grey Dawn” by October Tide. / Painting/digital art/photography/mixmedia
I'M BURNING by kevinmawson

This image is a mix of photographs and art work / blended together in Photoshop / Inspired by imagination A collaboration of Sally Omar & Kevin Mawson I’M BURNING don’t touch me i’m burning fires lit i’ve forgotten blazing heat can’t breathe my heart is racing i’ve turned to red my breasts are on fire my soul throbs for your touch sizzling feelings you’ll go up in flames i’ll remember this forever but don’t tell me your name i’m burning Checkout Sally;s other Awesome work on / RBsallyomar
When Sartre Was My Valentine by robpixaday

When Sartre was my valentine / Nothing was good. / Nothing made me happy. / I wasn’t sure if I existed or not. / And if I did exist, / My love didn’t. / I’m feeling philosophical and tired. I spent this afternoon trying to knock 4-foot snowdrifts off the front of the roof of the house and now I’m worrying about how strong the roof is. Valentines are long-ago things: those days of Sartre and nights of passion didn’t last. Like snow, they landed hard and melted to nothing but sloppy messes. So I made this image in their honor. Here’s to love and non-existence, and sturdy roofs!
Flowers For Adrena by Adrena87

flowers for me / a memory of a past / long forgotten / days prior to laundry / and bills / when the chills of being together / was the air we breathed / when love was every moment / of every day / not just when Hallmark says / we should say we love one another / How does love stay / How does she fade away / Is it when someone pushes too far / or is it merely allowing her to slip / from fingertips / once entwined?
dances of enchantment by DaRkSiLeNcE

embrace yourself… for you are destined to bloom… & let your heart & spirit guide you… motions of joy… / motions of beauty… / motions watched on & desired by others… great mounted / to me this is truly something very special & as always unless stated otherwise features all my own photos ~ I would seriously say a minimum of 25 of my own images & total time taken to get to this image ~ easily a good couple of hundred hours now it’s time for a coffee in my coffee lounge / & another look at this enchanting image / great as a poster / 139 views as at Feb 3rd, 2010 ~ posted Feb 1st, now 185 views 18 faves Feb 7th :)
The Tree Of Life And Death by lhandlott

digital art/painting/drawing/watercolor Through the winding forest where the bodies of / Disillusioned peasants lay in the catacombs, / Gothic oak wood may once again take its real form / And grasp for Your soul, / As the night falls, / Green turns to the color which brings forth the eternal rest, / Reach forth and separate the mystical branch / As the moon is surpassed by a blanket of unholy cloud / And echoed shrieks, / Ambiance of the dark evolves from beyond the divine nightshade, / Faraway from the forest, / The souls of the dead travel beneath the earths soil to arrive / At the tree of life and death, / Now a disoriented monk banished from the order finds solace / Within the cold surroundings of the untouched ground, / The secrets are revealed to him, / It is who commands the living, / The dead – The dead. d.
When The Maelstrom Ends by Keith Reesor

I was listening to Caress of Steel by RUSH / I always loved the part of The Fountain of Lamneth / where the captain is lashed to the mast, the crew has deserted and the ship is heading towards the Maelstrom. It got me wondering what actually causes those giant whirlpools that suck unsuspecting ships to their doom. I think I may have discovered the answer / No One At The Bridge – RUSH /
sphere of influence by eon .

/ sphere of influence / eon studio 2010 / digital original / 1 x signed original canvas =1 meter square / or purchase a print from red bubble Who you know / What you know / Who you effect and how things effect you / The Family you have close to you / The friends in your circle / its all about your sphere of influence / in the world where you live.
Universal River by Jenny Landgraf

Apophysis fractals, layers and postwork in Corel PSP. Floating along the Universal river, going with the flow, letting go, allowing what I’m looking for to flow to me. Last night, after posting this originally, as I crawled into bed to read, I decided to pick up a book I’ve had for nigh on 10 years. I was searching for a clue as to what the message was, what the possible symbolism could be for having had two owls perched atop my roof 2 nights ago under the full moon. And instead, or perhaps in answer to that and in connection with this image, the page I ended up had this quote. The book is written by Brooke Medicine Eagle and it’s called ‘The Last Ghost Dance – A Guide for Earth Mages’. This a quote she included in the book by a Hopi Elder: There is a river flowing now very fast. It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold on to the shore. They will feel they are being torn apart and will suffer greatly. Know that the river has its destination. The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our eyes open and our heads above the water. And I say, see who is in there with you and celebrate. / / At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally – least of all ourselves. For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt. The time of the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves! Banish the word struggle from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. This image, the above writing both have so much meaning for me right here, right now and on so many levels. I am completely blown away!! XOXOXO
Childhood Dreams by Bunny Clarke

Remember the fair and the rides on the carousel horses? How they seemed like wild and free animals to carry us away? I used to love each one for different reasons. I will be showing three of these over the next few days. I hope you will take a ride on the memories and dreams of the child you once were. Created in Photoshop using natural media brushes. There were 5 layers and took about 4 hours to complete. Featured in: / Fantasy Art Jan 2010 / Abstact Digital Art And Writing Feb 2010
Beneath the illusion in Colour by Sharon Mau

Beneath the illusion in Colour “It is indeed mystical the things we often see as we walk alone in the wilderness when our hearts and minds are still and our Ego is silent. It is in those moments our intuitive awareness is sensitive to the rhythms of nature and the universal power and energy that resonates in all things. There are many realms within this physical world only deeply spiritual and intuitive people are in touch with and I believe the higher awareness is a gift. It is my wish that you enjoy how I have expressed my creative vision in such a beautiful tangible way.” excerpts from Natural Impressions ~ The Human Element, a new literary work by Sharon Mau ourjrny / The Heart Within the Art Copyright © Sharon Mau 2010 / My images do not belong to the public domain. / No form of reproduction, including copying or saving of digital image files, or the alteration or manipulation of said image is authorized unless accompanied by a written sales and/or licensing agreement issued by Sharon Mau / All rights reserved / The black and white version is below. There is also a beautiful song attached below which is quite wonderful to listen to as you view my new work of art :)) Featured Art in the following groups: / Abstract Digital Art and Writing / ImageWriting / The Woman Photographer / Good News Group / Express Yourself / Layered Up / Fantasy Fine Art Composites / Core [C.O.R.E] Camera: Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi / Image Information: This is a composite of three of my images, for which I own full copyright. / Fine Art Dreams and Fantasies – Beneath the illusion Creation Date: 04 January 2010 I have had this work of art in mind for quite some time now, about a year or so. I worked on this a considerable amount of time today, perhaps 7 hours. Brilliant skies of a sensational sunet are stitched onto a beautiful wave shot taken on Hamoa. The lovely lady and her children on their beautiful horse I photographed upcountry in Makawao during the Paniolo parade in 2008. This photograph I erased the background and layered over the the other stitched image. The details are quite lengthy on the processing. I then applied a digital filter in a beautiful gold tone colour I had picked up from the horse’s mane, and then I desaturated the image. If you are interesting in learning more about how I created this simply let me know.

Recent Work

I AM by coppertrees

Done with watercolor and finished in Photoshop with watcom pen and pad. MUSIC / I am your Mother / Sister / Daughter / Grandmother / Wife / Aunt / Cousin / I Am
Sentimental Woman by tulay cakir

SENTIMENTAL WOMAN Sentimental Woman / A beautiful woman like you is so lucky to have found a good man / A man who really loves you / There is fire in your eyes / The fire is burning fast / There are feelings inside your heart / Let it out / His love he gives to you / Sentimental woman / There are blue skies / Sentimental Woman / He gives you love naturally / Sentimental Woman / Let your happiness / Fall into his hands / Sentimental Woman / Listen Closely / And he will sing you a song / Sentimental Woman / Give your love back to him / And you will know how he feels / Sentimental Woman / Is searching for a pot of gold / And she is not getting any younger / Sentimental Woman / Has no more guilt / Sentimental Woman / Just take him / Because he takes his breath away / It hurts to be without him / Sentimental Woman / Don’t you remember the day he met you / It was love at first sight / Sentimental Woman / He will be with you all through his life because that is what he wants / Sentimental Woman / You two have a life to share together / Sentimental woman / Don’t let the feelings fly out of the door / Sentimental woman / You two can’t stop loving each other / Sentimental woman / Take these chains from his heart / Sentimental Woman / / Aldo Kraas / / before / / after
Afterthought realities by Vasile Stan

Yes, I forgot about this kind of realities, but here they are… 10 February, 2010 —- —- / /
NORMA JEAN by kevinmawson

Painted in Photoshop Inspiration Elton john song Candle in the wind / Collaboration of Sally Omar & Kevin Mawson MARILYN Her name was really Norma Jean She was a beauty queen Marilyn Monroe was her screen name She knew how to play the movie game Exuding a certain sexual proclivity It would really seem Marilyn was a photographer’s dream The “skirt blowing” scene from the Seven Year Itch Pulled her to stardom and made her rich She sometimes played comedic roles But her personal life took its toll A childhood filled with unhappiness Never seemed to make her rest Depression encompassed her everyday There was sadness in many ways She was amazing in Some Like It Hot A movie I have never forgot She was linked with men so very famous Some unfortunately she couldn’t trust Marriages to DiMaggio and Miller Certainly did not fulfill her Her death was a great tragedy Something no one wanted to see Still there are questions in my mind Why were some so unkind To Marilyn an actress with the most I raise my glass in a toast STILL LOVE YOU MARILYN!!!!!!!!! Checkout Sally;s other Awesome work on / RBsallyomar
The Green Planet by clizzio

This is a sea salt lamp solarized.
Cosmic Cocktail by kenspics

effervescent! / refreshing!! / out of this world!!! come be my guest / and have a sip / and have another too.., / for this wild cosmic cocktail / was mixed in space just for you!!! Created in DrawPlus 8.0 and enhance with a Ulead “Particles” filter
The Pathfinder by Pamela Phelps

Let the colors of the sky illuminate my way, / Allow the trees and grass, the flowers and the earth / Bring to my eyes a new and glorious day. Let the waters stir my soul with each small breath I take, / And may ancient stones that built castles long ago, / Be my inner foundation while traveling to and fro. Oh to dream of the world I seek with closed eyes that sleep, / That I may find the many paths set before me, / Wisdoms learned for all my spirit to keep. / Photo-manipulation created in Photoshop using multiple images, layers, adjustments, with effects and textures. Inspired by memories in a dream state. All images original, photographed in New York, USA /
Bench by Lindsey James

Bench on the art room patio at school
Vibe by Lindsey James

My Car (Pontiac Vibe)
man behind me by marcwellman2000

he stands behind me / as if to look over my shoulder / who is he? / is he a friend?
RELIEF by linaji

FINAL IN THE SERIES FOR CHAPTER HEADERS Right Where I Am: The Art of Understanding Relief came for me when I found my art, when I found abstract art I was truly in my element. / I love to shoot and I love to take portrait shots indeed, but something about the world of abstracts lets me in and lets me dance like I have never danced before. / . / I can spend hours creating and tossing out again and again what does not work. I do not feel ever that the work I do not use is a waste. It is a process like life and I honor all my discards. I love them and infact sometimes I say so to them as I press delete. (teehee) / . / Relief has come for me in the understanding that I alone have the ‘free will’ to choose what I focus on. / . / This understanding gives me a gift that I keep close to me where I support and remind myself each and every time I feel unhappy or have a notion that life is not fair. I look back quickly on what has been working and happiness now feels much better than anger and resentment. Two buddies I hung with for years. / . / Relief comes in small measure and sometimes as an avalanche of discovery. / . / Relief is around every corner of my existence if I choose to take it’s outstretched hand and go forward. / . / xox / Linaji 20101 Photo of woman: stock at Deviant Photos>
Love Tangle by Ann Morgan

Love Tangle Love is swell. / Love isn’t perfect. / It makes me feel tangled up inside. / Twisted together into a confused mass. / Love can make you feel / knotted, raveled, entangled, twisted, messy, confused and chaotic. I used to think that real love would put me in utopia. Utopia is an imagined place or state of things in which everything is perfect. I now know that utopia and perfection are overrated, generally unattainable and definitely an imagined concept. Love with imperfections is the real utopia I have found and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

OUR GROUP FEATURED ARTIST THIS MONTH COMING IS JEN AKA JENLAND
She is an amazing Artist and Writer and here at ADAWG we want her to know how much she is appreciated and valued as a member who has been with us almost from the beginning of our group!
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Jen’s work is mostly abstract and this months image (Jan.) will be the icon for our group.
LIGHTING THE WAY

Stopped us in our tracks and is also the image of our new challenge that combines what ADAWG IS ALL ABOUT.. VERSE AND IMAGE..
here is the challenge

Below is her wonderous prose that she created just for this image.. we love you Jen ..we do!!

SOFT PASTELS ON CARSON PAPER

On a cold winter night
silvery glow guiding,
giving me hope,
for I know the days
soon will be burning a moment longer,
each one, adding to the next.

-This is my beacon, lighting the way.
I’ll hold on for just one more
as tomorrow
is always a new day_

11/2009
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This group is about Abstract Digital Art COMBINED WITH… Poetry/Essays. You can Collaborate with YOU, a Published Poet/Writer…or with Someone Here At Red Bubble.

We welcome photographs that are digitally enhanced and have an Abstract quality to them. All Work Submitted….MUST HAVE A WRITTEN PIECE WITH IT.
Please review the Guidelines and feel free to ask a question in my Bubble Mail or the Forum.

AND FROM TERILEE.. here is an abridged version of an excellent Journal entry she wrote about the goal of this group.

Here’s the deal…I use Digital Abstract Art as a form of spiritual exploration, meditation, celebration…and all the other ‘ations people have been using art in general for. This medium of artistic expression is relatively new to me, and feels like a vast territory waiting for future exploration, and I am suddenly an explorer.

This Group..is about the connections between the written word and the image….an expression of what that art is…poetic, descriptive, fun, mysterious….what ever it takes to explain the essence of the art you have created…or what ever you have to say about it all!!

Inversely …IF THE WRITING is the focal point and an image is an after thought… submit the writing piece with the image beside it…..these are collaborations of the images and words…either something you talk over with only yourself (I know you do)…or even better reach out and let yourself be inspired by somebody else’s image or poem

I have seen so much unique and quality work from so many artists out there lately… poetic talents matched with digital skillz to create a masterpiece of art…that’s the deal…right there!

If you enjoy this Group, you should check out the other group hosted by Linaji & TeriLee called Art in Math