She will find it. Please read GHOST OF A WOMAN by Caroline Evans Help stop violence against women and children. WHAT DOES THIS WORK MEAN? ART BLOG HERE FEATURED on RB Home Page 25 November 2008 /
A pop art illustration I originally had published in Yen magazine.
Stock pic of BG provided by Don Wright. http://www.eyefetch.com/image.aspx?ID=651251 “The childhood memories(or flashbulb pictures as they are commonly referred to) of my parents are all larger than life, looming demons of fury. Twisted angry faces, lunging at me quicker than I can get away from them, hands grabbing me, hitting me, HURTING me. Huge features…the point of view from the child who is physically much smaller than they are. I always try and remember that when I am dealing with my daughter. Get down on the floor…don’t tower over her when I’m angry. Fear is not want I want her to remember me by. / / It’s in me though…there have been moments of pure rage and fury when I have wanted to pick her up and force her to do my bidding. I walk away…I give myself a time out instead of giving her one. I found her in my arms once with that look on her face….she was scared. / I wanted to throw up. / I live everyday comparing myself to my parents. I’ve learned everything I should NEVER do from them. / If I do the opposite of what they would have done we might just be O.K. /
With every brush stroke, a dark figure appears, / Blacks and grays blend in one color, / Leaving behind the shape of Alison’s soul, / Just as it was after the loss of innocence, / Just as it was after an eternity of fear and horror. / / The beauty of Alison exists today, / but with her protector helping her on the way. / Alison’s soul is visible to my eyes, my mind. / She is beauty, caring, warm and loving / She has been all but wiped out but from this life / And as I look at this painting she is screaming to come out. / / “Alison’s soul” is a painting dedicated to the loss of innocence / the unspeakable crimes that betray love and trust. Any sales of items related to this piece will be donated to help abused children. The original is an oil on canvas 22” x 30”
I forgave you yesterday for hurtful words / today, I compromised for affection / I’ll forgive you tomorrow / and lose more faith in my belie…
Back in 1992, I wrote this quote in my journal, “Forgiveness is a courageous attempt to add steps to the ladder of the future. To forgive oneself is the doorway to heaven and the challenge of lives to come.” I cannot remember who the author was, but this quote is a part of my daily routine - / I forgive myself for what I’ve done yesterday, today and tomorrow! / In my counseling efforts the issue of forgiveness is always misconstrued, that in order to forgive you must embrace the person forgiven – this is NOT to say you need live with them, tolerate future abuse, or forget the lessons learned from this relationship. I guess that this particular belief is what sparked the inspiration for this writing at 2am this morning. / I am hopeful that someone struggling with Self-Esteem earns their presence and ability to hold themself in enough regard and strength NOT to compromise themself for Survival, Affection or Success! / Peace~ Imagine my surprise today 5/6/09, when my sweet sister DevineDay Dreams created created this beautiful artwork to accompany this poem…
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Digital collage
DOMESTIC VIOLENCE / By: DALE CRUM / Obsession… takes Possession… / and too often ends in Oppression / The Silence of Violence… is maintained by the Ultimate Strength… of Weakness / There is no Greater a COWARDLY ACT than for a “man” to beat a woman. / There are REAL MEN… the ones like me who HAVE NOT placed…AND WILL NOT place my hands on a woman in a violent fashion…then there are the COWARDS… if YOU are one of them… You are the lowest form of humanity… and no better than a beast… may your payback be swift… and at least as violent… as that which you have perpetrated upon the precious Lady or Ladies who trusted you. If you have the guts to even look at my art… then here is a MIRROR for you to see… and feel what you have done to them… / When her trust was crushed by your fist in her tender loving eye… when you used your strength as a weapon of cowardly control… when you screamed in her precious face… when you locked away her fearful heart… you killed… you murdered a little girl’s dreams of love… you placed her in a dark domestic prison.. and became her warden.. may the wrath of Almighty God fall upon YOU! / Hell is far too gentle a place for your evil kind. *Victims…GET OUT… and May the loving hand of God heal your fractured soul… and grant you to know… what a REAL MAN is… and how a REAL MAN LOVES. I poured my soul into this one for the Love of Wounded Ladies.
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So many dead, abused, neglected kids in the news lately. The worst thing is it’s probably just the tip of the iceberg. Don’t think that it’s not your problem, or it’s not worth getting involved. Don’t think that it’s someone else’s responsibility to report it. It’s important to be the voice of the kids who can’t speak up for themselves. When everyone turns a blind eye – we are telling these kids their life is worth nothing. Ignoring abuse amounts to tolerance. Call child services. Call the police. Call their school. Talk to your government representative. Let it be known that child welfare is something we want our taxes spent on. Be strong and persistent until the children of our community are safe. THIS SHIRT SELLS AT BASE PRICE. / I will redesign for anyone who want’s something different.
Fear and Despair is a series of works based on the basic human emotion of fear, while touching on depressive moods. It explores the concept that spirits live among us and that their presence can be felt in the physical world, often manifesting as deep and powerful emotions. There are numerous references in the work, the grays, who appeared in the previous series A boy and his monster. Nosferatu’s version of Dracula. The Hatted Hunter, who appeared in the previous work The Relentless Pursuer. And finally Zombie who is a reoccurring character, best known for his appearances in the works Trinity of the Self and The Weight of a Heavy Burden. The Pursuer is from a reoccurring series of dreams where a man without a face follows the artist constantly with an outstretched arm. It is thought that this being if a symbol for a sexual prowler, as there has been stories of him appearing in the dreams of other people that have been sexually abused in their life. Ink and an inkjet print on photographic quality cotton paper / 2008 / The Relentless Pursuer / Digital manipulation / 2006 / The Man of my Nightmares / Pen on paper / 2006
With No Immediate Cause By Ntozake Shange / (pronounced en-to-zaki shong-gay) every 3 minutes a woman is beaten every five minutes a woman is raped/every ten minutes a lil girl is molested yet i rode the subway today i sat next to an old man who may have beaten his old wife 3 minutes ago or 3 days/30 years ago he might have sodomized his daughter but i sat there cuz the young men on the train might beat some young women later in the day or tomorrow i might not shut my door fast every 3 minutes it happens some woman’s innocence rushes to her cheeks/pours from her mouth like the betsy wetsy dolls have been torn apart/their mouths menses red & split/every three minutes a shoulder is jammed through plaster and the oven door/ chairs push thru the rib cage/hot water or boiling sperm decorate her body i rode the subway today & bought a paper from a man who might have held his old lady onto a hot pressing iron/i don’t know maybe he catches lil girls in the park & rips open their behinds with steel rods/i can’t decide what he might have done i only know every 3 minutes every 5 minutes every 10 minutes/so i bought the paper looking for the announcement the discovery/of the dismembered woman’s body/the victims have not all been identified/today they are naked and dead/refuse to testify/one girl out of 10’s not coherent/i took the coffee & spit it up/i found an announcement/not the woman’s bloated body in the river/floating not the child bleeding in the 59th street corridor/not the baby broken on the floor/ there is some concern that alleged battered women might start to murder their husbands & lovers with no immediate cause” i spit up i vomit i am screaming we all have immediate cause every 3 minutes every 5 minutes every 10 minutes every day women’s bodies are found in alleys & bedrooms/at the top of the stairs before i ride the subway/buy a paper/drink coffee/i must know/ have you hurt a woman today did you beat a woman today throw a child across a room are the lil girl’s panties in yr pocket did you hurt a woman today i have to ask these obscene questions the authorities require me to establish immediate cause every three minutes every five minutes every ten minutes every day. Foot note: I am just an artist, not an activist.
my friend Donna, is going to be so proud of me. Not only did I get a butterfly, but!.. he he.. I can identify this butterfly . I would like to start donating ten percent of of any proceeds from my ” Florida wild-life images” to the prevention of _abuse to women . Information on Womens ministries : here proceeds will go directly to the local Salvation Army Womens Center, in Fort Myers, Florida. This image was taken at the Nature Walk Park in the Shell Factory . More to come… stay tuned.. 1/100s / Isa100 / f 4.5 sony Cybershot Dsc H 7
acrylic on canvas / slightly altered in ps this piece was not so easy to do, i had to dig into my mind, into parts shut off shut down blocked off but always there… / this is a glimpse into how i came to be who i am today. Theres a story to this / based on true events / tho i’ve never understood it / it has never made sense / how one who was given all of my trust / all of my love and all of my lust / crushed it and twisted me / til there was nothing much left / broken and bruised / and living regret / These were my dark days / my youth mispent / when my heart belonged to a monster / and my shattered soul wept / Years went by in this madness / why i cannot say / but this event depicted here / was the beginning of the end of my dark days / he tried to put out the light that i am / he attempted to end it all / but that fate was not the fate meant for me / and somehow i survived the fall Domestic abuse happens everywhere, both in seen and unseen places, / it isnt somethin only depicted on tv, its real and its happening. / and not just to those you’ll never meet / one day it mite happen to you / or someone you love / one way we can help fight this injustice / is awareness, education, resources and aide for those in need. / Intolerance of abuse against women, children, even some men…, of any nature, is needed to break the cycles of abuse and neglect. / We need more Resources. The human race needs Help. / Help make the world we’re in a better place / we’ve only the one world and we’ve all got to share it. / lets strive for a better tomorrow for our children today. thankyou for taking the time to view my art and (hopefully) comment… / please have a look at my other artwork… / hope you enjoy! :) /
Shadows of a Memory explores the pain that is associated with mental, physical and even sexual abuse. All of us experience an aspect of this pain at some level. We all tend to hide it and many of us never confront the cause. © 2007. Comments welcome. Limited edition (10) archival prints are available from my web site: DAViD M. ALLeN This image was created using Poser, LightWave 3D and Photoshop. It combines both 3D rendered models, my own photos (6) and one photo that I have permission to use (butterflies and flowers © Sandra Torregrosa-Allen). The background texture is made of 4 different layered photos (close up images of natural textures). Text was handwritten within Photoshop using a 6×9 Intuos 2 tablet.
Somatic memory is a theory about how our entire body stores, and is affected by traumatic memories.
I was working in Photoshop today with a shade of purple, at times I just move my hands to where they want. In this case I was drawn to this child who is so sad, so abused. I am still shaking and crying. The Abuse in this world has become so overwhelming I cannot stop the flow of it. This is not the first one I have been lead to do but the first published . / It is time all think about the future of our Children. Done with a watcom pen and pad. Brushes used were soft brushes from 10 to 50 © copyright protected 2008 / Music Please listen to the Music. I want to link this piece Done By Sophie as it is connected. / HERE
I love she who hates me more / I love she who hates me more / and my soul shall not be lifted from that shadow / nevermore
“Nobody see my misery ? / Nobody hear my cries of distress ? / Free me from my fears, / From those dark moments… / Free me from my own prison” / Aimelle©2007 (translated from my original french text -see below) Child abuse awareness work. / I wish so much abuse and (sexual or any violence) stop for them ! :( —> DSLR Sony A-100 + 18-70mm lens uploaded for Images & Ideas group challenge “your best photo conveying an idea” — “Personne ne voit ma détresse ? / Personne n’entend mes s.o.s ? / Libérez-moi de mes peurs, / De ces sombres heures… / Libérez-moi de ma prison intérieure” / Aimelle©2007 Pour la conscientisation du problème d’abus d’enfants (sexuel et toute violence) / J’aimerais tellement que ça cesse pour tous les enfants du monde ! :(
Stop the hand of abuse, in all forms, mental, physical and sexual, save our future, designed in adobe photoshop elements 6 and corel, thanks for looking xxxxx
This painterly photo has distinctive images. I see the profile of a horse’s head with a white and blue face on the left side and his nostril in the middle. Another striking eye with contrasting color is on the right. The pastel colors are quite striking with great lighting and vivid colors. The bark of trees offers us surprising imagery after focusing on the illustrations under the veneer of peeling bark. It is truly nature’s “secret canvas.” The blue horse looks like he might have a small tear in his beautiful blue eye considering the fate of his equine friends who have been abused, neglected and killed due to human consumption and greed. I am an active animal activist and donate any proceeds I receive from my photography to groups to preserve animals, both wildlife and domestic. I will upload an editorial I wrote on the crisis affecting Mustangs and have contributed to many organizations to stop the brutality and violence against these majestic creatures. I admire everyone who is active in fightening the cruelty that has victimized our precious wildlife with some species at great risk of extinction. Our planet’s ecosystem also is in great peril suffering the consequences of man’s destruction of the natural environment.
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