Abstract weather
365 creative works found
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Digital collage from photographs
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Digital collage
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Mixed medium painting of an abstract with desert earth tones.
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A spiral weather vane or wind vane made of colorful strips of cloth and sprockets, is captured in a way that creates an abstract, yet only some parts are sharp to give the viewer an idea of the object and how it works. / CONSIDER THIS IMAGE AS A COMPANION! /
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Face like tree in the woods, autumn time 2007
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Stormy Church – Thank you to RichieDean who helped me with the sky on this and a few other bits and pieces – You are great Richie! /
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A spiral weather vane or wind vane made of colorful strips of cloth and sprockets, is captured in a way that creates an abstract. A succession of the same wind vane from stationary to fast rotation, from sharp to blurry. Featured: The Professionals Group, January 2009 / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / *—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—
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sometimes you just want to escape… / i live inside… . .
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. sometimes you want to be lost… . .
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It is what is below the surface that builds character. All The Materials Contained in my images May Not Be Reproduced, Copied, Edited, Published, Transmitted Or Uploaded In Any Way Without My Permission. My Images Do Not Belong To The Public Domain. / © Christiane
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Made in Ultra Fractal 5. As this Montana winter wears on, I’ve tried to recapture the magic of the first time I lived through a cold winter. I grew up in Hollywood and only saw the snow on short trips to Big Bear. First Snow was featured in FRACTAL FRENZY and COLOR ME A RAINBOW. / Featured in A FASCINATING PURPLE on April 2, 2009.
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I have a poem I am working on with the feeling of storms involved. I am a sucker for the experience one gets in strong weather and felt this storm the other night deserved to be observed as a vibration unto itself. So there is the Goddess and The Gods written about these amazing events and I felt my way to producing a piece that depicts them and us.
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They were out on the same walk She saw buildings / He saw the sky She saw shadows / He saw the shadows of birds that fly She saw a crack / He saw a crevice She saw a hole / He saw a ditch She saw the homeless / He saw the rich She saw a rock / He saw a diamond When they got home they looked into each other’s eyes, / How shall we ever agree on this life at the same time? / They said all at once / Well… / She said / We must learn to revel in our differences / Lets go against society, / Every time I see differently or you do / Lets break out the champagne and the sweet meats / Every time one sees a problem.. Lets celebrate for the other / Every time one sees a solutions lets do it again … / Celebrate / Celebrate each other.. And then we will loose track of / Perfect timing cause every moment will be just perfect!! So they made a pact and they went for walks / When she saw buildings and he saw the sky they both / Were so happy for what the other was seeing it was like they were seeing EVERYTHING ALL AT ONCE. / It was like it did not matter any more who saw what when or where; It just mattered that they were together. / And guess what? / THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER… TEE HEE / THE END Linaji 2009
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White sands and snowflakes floated about the rust-colored fog as Mr. Kimberly traveled with freckled feet across loose boards and headed toward a thin blank spot on the horizon. Kimberly reached with sweating, shaking hands for a flagpole that wasn’t really there. / “I was meant to be king,” He shouted at slivers of shadow and clouds of unknown closed eyes that studded a brick wall. He fell. And in falling, his dreams became reality. As soon as he stopped trying to breath he was able to feel the curtains of doom raise like a theater’s opening night. / As his body molded onto weathered wood moorings, he felt for a hand to grasp with his own hand, with his own heart, with his own brain that fizzled like frying eggs on a platter. He reach farther and farther. It felt empty. Yet he knew intuitively that there was something there. Something strong inside the void. And then he felt it. The emptiness that was as full as a lover’s arms, as full as a mother’s eyes, as full as a friend’s laughter. / Kimberly held on. Tight. Not for dear life. For it was too late for that. He held on to eternity. And it held him back. Dark Shoreline is acrylic, India ink and gesso on paper / 15”x22”
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Abstract design on a weathered, wooden boat in Maine. I am thrilled to hear that a small matted & framed print of Nautical Abstract was sold on RB.
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Abstract design on a weathered, metal boat in Maine.
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Abstract macro photography rust and paint on metal. Severe Weather Warning Card Severe Weather Warning Matted Print Severe Weather Warning Laminated Print Severe Weather Warning Mounted Print Severe Weather Warning Canvas Print Severe Weather Warning Framed Print Features: Severe Weather Warning was featured in / All Abstract Art / The Fine Art Of Peeling Paint / The Art Of Intrigue /
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Abstract macro photography paint on metal. / A windy day in October was featured on the RB Home Page November 9/09 A windy day in October – Greeting Card A windy day in October – Matted Print A windy day in October – Laminated Print A windy day in October – Mounted Print A windy day in October – Canvas Print A windy day in October – Framed Print Features: A windy day in October was featured in Abstract Macro Urban Art / A windy day in October was featured on the RB Home Page November 9/09 RedBubble
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EDT…it’s the edge of winter…snow, wet, dark, light, night, day…a time when S.A.D is pre-eminent…it takes time to adjust, and some wait in limbo for EDT in March, but some embrace the changes…I don’t like the dark that sets in so early, so I have daylight bulbs in all my lamps…six weeks from now it’s the solstice and we start looking forward to lighter days Thomas Hood expresses it beautifully for us Watercolour on Sennelier Not Paper CLICK HERE TO SEE THE ENTIRE WINTER COLLECTION No sun-no moon! / No morn-no noon! / No dawn-no dusk-no proper time of day- / No sky-no earthly view— / No distance looking blue .. No road-no street- / No “t’other side the way”- / No end to any Row- / No indications where the Crescents go .. No top to any steeple- / No recognitions of familiar people- / No courtesies for showing ‘em— / No knowing ‘em! No mail-no post- / No news from any foreign coast- / No park-no ring-no afternoon gentility- / No company—no nobility .. No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, / No comfortable feel in any member— / No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, / No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, / November!...Thomas Hood / Effet De Neige
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