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422 creative works found
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myth
by onetonshadowDubai. / Don’t go, it’s rubbish.
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steve like this one (bodymechanic). I will hang it in the next Gallery 26 show. It’s very textured, layered, and it has sparkles.
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My rules for photography and art are very simple – I like it, or I don’t… / / Thanks for visiting my folio :) / I certainly appreciate your taking time to view what I’ve been up to, and enjoy reading your comments. / / / Writings (or ramblings) / Weaver / High-Flyer / The 10th / The In-Between Place / The Haggard Crone / Come, Dark / Chandelier Brain / Eat Me / You’re Strange, Rick / Ever-Queen / Sleeping / Beauty / The Black, White & Grey / /
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The cross on the roof of St Mary’s Church in Inglewood Central Victoria
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This image was shot using 35 mm colour transparency film then chemically cross processed (e6 to c41), doing this can give you lovely green hues. The original analogue photograph was then scanned and only the cubed effect was achieved using photoshop. Some cubes were also slightly desaturated with photoshop too.
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Oil on canvas, 200mm x 200mm Featured in virtual exhibition Noughts and Crosses October 2009
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Acrylic on canvas. God gave this to me this afternoon. Sometimes the temptations of this world can be overwhelming. Hold on to the Truth and trust in the promises of God. Be blessed! /
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Blossom’s_Photo_Gallery Abstract from Nature – Originally a Macro of Tree Bark.
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thank y♥u to all the group hosts and all my talented peers who’ve favored & featured this very special work of heART! featured 11/03/09 in Imaginative Realism featured 11/03/09 in Image Writing feature 06/07/09 in The Art of Intrigue featured 06/04/09 in Images & Ideas voted in TOP TEN in Define Yourself in Images & Ideas Voted in Top Ten on 4/04/09 in* mood and ambience thank you for your votes! featured 3/12 in color me a rainbow – blue featured 01/03/09 in surrealism / featured 01/21/09 in fine art composites 4 photo composite (and for waleska, it is my first real inspirational composite :) / behind-the-scenes look at post process my son, josh michael, a cross from cobano, costa rica and the snow geese migrating in laConner in beautiful heartshaped clouds… all taken with my lil powershot – composed in ps 6.0 ©t gabryshak
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Crucifixion
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PLEASE VIEW LARGE..XOX / Model: Alanna Reynolds What kind of Mess Was She IN? / Words by / TERILEE / 2008 What kind of Mess Was She IN? / What inappropriate action / Self incriminating performance / Will she be forced to defend? / Nothing / Something / Everything / In her eyes / She did no wrong / No foolish rhythms / She stands / Proud / Matched / Right along / With the tempered beat / Of their illusionary drum / Any mess you may see / Is only a reflection / Of what you want her to be. I ALSO HAVE THE HONOR OF INTRODUCING YOU TO A WONDERFUL POET/ARTIST UFOSISEE WHO WROTE THIS PIECE TO GO WITH THE IMAGE.. FAULT LINES I / BY UFOSISEE / 2008 I always treasured the days of my past / But now the future holds a battered blast / Oh it dances a tango to tap a contrast / Who knows the significance or if I will last / The page from sage has been turned by age / And my so called intelligence fills this cage / Inside alone, my roars loud anger and rage / But quiet to a crowd that surrounds my stage / So the only colors I see are RED and BLUE / That holds an ocean of the deepest rue / If I try to escape, the land is of red goo / Stuck to the tones of torture like glue / How many questions she hides and declines / By road blocks that are steepened with more inclines / Face tracks, like maps, a path of tears that defines / Travel if you dare, this equator my heart along the fault lines. I am pleased by RB’s spirit of COLLABORATION it is wonderful feeling. One more person who heard the call came to me with this very different take on the art. I have know and admired his art for quite sometime …. Tony aka Anthony Plastino III His take was off the wall WONDERFUL!! He got me to thinking, Tony does that to me!! FAULT LINES II / Anthony Plastino / 2008 Sitting… was she sitting? / Maybe, well singing… wait… was she? / Oh GOD what has happened here? Okay, then when she sat… Wait – could she? / How then was it that this phasing / pulsing, melt okay, So she was singing… wait, who could hear? / No-one there, the tree fell and … no / It didn’t make a sound. Hey! / ... / ... / Wait! Come back… the angel was… / yeah, ok… / bye FAULT LINESIII / By Greg aka megrag53 A victim of self-inflicted wounds / I see / a sadness in her eyes. / The windows to her soul / are fogged . / Bad choices / have consequences / that reach deeply inside. / Shadowing the hope / I know / is still there. Fault Lines VI / By CJ LEWIS / 2008 Sadness of eyes reflecting / Fault lines of past mistakes / Did it really happen / Or perchance a dream that fades / Looking back brings depression / To the door of being / Once more / Through forgetting / Where life lies at present / With the Breath each day / Stop hindering the simplicity of being / By life presented in moments of now / Take only what is in the present / With lessons learnt / Let the fault lines / Fade / To where they belong / And where history should stay… / With past days MUSIC BY..CAROL KING
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Blossom’s_Photo_Gallery Under the Sea Tree Bark – Enhanced in PS to create an Abstract from Nature.
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Apophysis fractal no postwork except cropping. It’s a two for one! I couldn’t decide which song I liked best, I’ve been a huge fan of Crosby, Stills and Nash forever and also the Grateful Dead. I like each tune equally!! So…... not to decide is to decide! heh heh Here’s Crosby, Stills & Nash’s Dark Star with some very cool fractal looping video, how apropos huh?! Lyrics: / Forgive me if my fantasies might seem a little shopworn / I’m sure you’ve heard it all before I wonder what’s the right form / Love songs written for you it’s been going down for years / But to sing what’s in my heart seems more honest than the tears I am curious / Don’t want to hurry us / I’m intrigued with us / Ain’t this song a bust / I don’t care dark star I met you several years ago / The times they were so strange but I had a feeling / You looked into my eyes just once / An instant flashing by that we were stealing Another time you felt so bad / And I wasn’t any help at all as I recall / We didn’t know quite what to do so we left the wanting be / Still there for me and you Dark star I see you in the morning / Dark star a’ sleeping next to me / Dark star let the memory of the evening / Be the first thing that you think of / When you open up your smile and see me dark star It’s easy to be with you / Even with the storms that rage beneath your search for peace / We must make some time together / Take the kids and find a world that’s ours to keep Now you’ve got me dreaming girl / It’s been so long that I thought that I’d forgotten how / My heart is once again my soul / We touched we did you know we did no more teasing now / / Chorus Let the memory of the evening / Be the first thing that you think of / When you open up your smile and see me dark star And then, here’s an awesome Grateful Dead jam called Dark Star as well with an equally cool and trippy video! I love these lyrics….... Dark star crashes, pouring its light into ashes. / Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis. / Searchlight casting for faults in the clouds of delusion. / Shall we go, you and I while we can / Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds? Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter. / Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving. / Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of good-bye. / Shall we go, you and I while we can / Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds?
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was taken at Tianjin, China. April 2009.
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TOP TEN in the challenge Your Favourite Tee T-Shirt
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2009 Abstract Acrylic on 300 lb Watercolour paper 22×30” from The Native American Series Crossing The Great Divide was Featured on Home Page 29 Oct 09…page 10
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featured in The World As We See It 09-28-2009 / featured in Globes, Sphere’s & Curves 08-09-2009 / featured in CORE 08-20-2009 / featured in Creative Cards 08-20-2009 MUSIC Bastardized Ink (Archive) All hailstorms in to die for my sins / Why am I accursed and not believing / Death to damnation both forced arrest / Enforced interrogation duress fire question / Pressure point temple brainwashed disciple / Shooting at me with a holy water pistol / I am not a heathen I’ll give you the reason / Ten commandments and ten counts of treason / They can pass judgements while I plead / Ignorance self defence dollars pounds and pence / Because we live inside the age feelings hard to gauge / I just open up the book and keep turning the page / While the all powerful throwback to miracle / Whips up the storms and pestilent swarms / Sacrifice to appease the deity / Whilst heavens open up just to seize the enemy / Wiped out civilisations / Desolate barren landscapes genocides, creation / But mad scientists wildly experiment / Drawing the conclusion down into the sediment / To the dark hour seed is sown / Now on there will be light via fire and brimstone / Walls fall down but emerge from the ground as if to start over / Rebuild the structure / True to life adventure / Even while your breathing lung puncture / Nothing out there to protect you / So they look into the skies the cries can be heard / The word is obscene unwashed and unclean / Wreaking havoc for the hell of it / Whilst digging deep and developing a taste for it / Bloodthirsty craves screams for mercy / Highly unlikely / Feel the almighty crash / Alas hope all evaporates incinerate burns out and obliterates / Keep the faith in more ways than one / Or believe me and mark my words thy will be done Praying not for the cynical quick stepping left right / Pick up as they march upon the pinnacle / Clocking up the watch stop digital / Trying to make peace while they’d rather make base and erase the place they found / Lies written all over the face wonder why / Feeling immortality fearing they’re afraid to die / Sly snakes sidewind and enter your mind / Finding temptation insecurity and frustration / Hating anger lusts after fear as half the man dies whilst shedding the tear / A clear sign that it’s way past the time / To rebuild the bleeding heart that lies broken / Well I must be mistaken but I more than feel that a chance is not taking consideration for the non believer plagued by diseased why / Nothing but an open mind is what I try and maintain / Hand on heart keep alive in dying art, pick it up dust it down make a start and bring it round / Pray to God blaspheme one can only dream / Crucify and ask why either do or die / / created with Incendia, Apophysis & PSP
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featured in Globes, Sphere’s & Curves 10-20-2009 / featured in Escher & Perspective Art 09-28-2009 / featured in Flame Apophysis 09-27-2009 / featured in Art in Math 09-26-2009 / MUSIC The preservation of our freedom is everyone’s concern / The understanding and the knowing, the knowing we can burn / The knowledge we have gathered over toil and snare / Could bring us to a higher ground if only we would dare Dare to love / Dare to understand / Dare to care / Dare to love a man Some consequences gather / They gather ‘round the fire / They came this way / From far today / To question and inquire / Evil spreads, somebody said / Round here and over there / We could react to this attack / If only we would dare Dare to love / Dare to understand / Dare to care / Dare to love a man / / created with Apophysis & PSP
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featured in A Fractal Energy Passion 10-02-2009 / featured in A Fractal Energy Passion 09-25-2009 / featured in Digital Artists United 09-24-2009 / MUSIC No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century, that human affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds of space. No one could have dreamed we were being scrutinized, as someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. Few men even considered the possibility of life on other planets and yet, across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably superior to ours regarded this Earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely, they drew their plans against us. At midnight on the twelfth of August, a huge mass of luminous gas erupted from Mars and sped towards Earth. Across two hundred million miles of void, invisibly hurtling towards us, came the first of the missiles that were to bring so much calamity to Earth. As I watched, there was another jet of gas. It was another missile, starting on its way. And that’s how it was for the next ten nights. A flare, spurting out from Mars – bright green, drawing a green mist behind it – a beautiful, but somehow disturbing sight. Ogilvy, the astronomer, assured me we were in no danger. He was convinced there could be no living thing on that remote, forbidding planet. ‘The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one,’ he said. ‘The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one – but still they come!’ Then came the night the first missile approached Earth. It was thought to be an ordinary falling star, but next day there was a huge crater in the middle of the Common, and Ogilvy came to examine what lay there: a cylinder, thirty yards across, glowing hot… and with faint sounds of movement coming from within. Suddenly the top began moving, rotating, unscrewing, and Ogilvy feared there was a man inside, trying to escape. he rushed to the cylinder, but the intense heat stopped him before he could burn himself on the metal. ‘The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one,’ he said. ‘The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one – but they still come!’ ‘Yes, the chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one,’ he said. ‘The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one – but they still come!’ It seems totally incredible to me now that everyone spent that evening as though it were just like any other. From the railway station came the sound of shunting trains, ringing and rumbling, softened almost into melody by the distance. It all seemed so safe and tranquil. / / created with Apophysis & Incendia
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As Christians, our hearts break for those who do not know Christ as their Savior and because of this we always keep them in our prayers night and day. Phillipians 3:18,19 For, as I have often told you before and now say again even with tears, many live as enemies of the cross of Christ. Their destiny is destruction, their god is their stomach, and their glory is in their shame. Their mind is on earthly things.
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