Acrylic print
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Contemporary abstract. /
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Acrylic on canvas. Size is approximately 4ft X 4ft. Inspired by Psalm 51:12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me. /
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Acrylic on canvas.
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Acrylic on masonite board.
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This painting is acrylic on stretched canvas Thank you so much for all the kind comments, faves and watches, I really appreciate this. See more of Freda’s works: / Boats / City / Fractals / Stillife / Figures / Landscape Freda’s website
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Acrylic on canvas. Please view large image.
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“Waiting is part of the Trees, Semi-Abstract, and Winter Collections...Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico Hot Pressed Paper…see others below… The Trees are frozen in Silence…Waiting. Sadness is but a part of it all, / Coming so relentlessly in the morning, / The offscouring of dreams. / Why do you run? / The Birch tree does not run. / Stripped of his leaves by the cold winds, / Waiting silently all winter, / Without complaint. / Standing deep in the snow, / Without motion. / He knows the cold will go away, / That the sun will warm the grass green, / And give back his leaves, / And lure back his birds. / He knows that only fools are not sad. J. Kavanaugh /
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Acrylic on canvas. / Deuteronomy 4:39 / Acknowledge and take to heart this day that the LORD is God in heaven above and on the earth below. There is no other. /
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/ “Imagination “is part of the series “The Trees”, all the seasons together, inspired by the Green movement, and painted in Watercolour on Arches Hot Pressed Paper..see others below 1450 views The tree which moves some to tears of joy, is in the eyes of others, only a green thing that stands in the way. / Some see Nature all ridicule and deformity, and some scarce see Nature at all. / But to the eyes of the man of imagination, Nature is Imagination itself. / William Blake, 1799, The Letters* / / / /
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Colorful abstract botanical piece. Acrylic on canvas. /
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Acrylic on canvas. View My YouTube Videos For This Painting
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/ __________________ Fictional traditional painting, 24×30 cm / Acrylics, gouache & watercolours on canvas. / Creation Date: 19.01.2009 This is the second painting from a little series dedicated to all the nightmares I have with my worst fear: the spider The spider fear series: / — / / — © All images copyright ROUBLE RUST / Spyridoula Bleta / All the images in this gallery are copyrighted, are NOT part of public domain & may not be reproduced, copied, edited, transmitted, uploaded, downloaded, or published in any way without my permission. Any violation of this copyright law will result in a lawsuit.
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Often I veer off the path laid before me and take my own direction…I’m human, that’s just what we do….but it is comforting to know that God is with us always, never leaving nor forsaking us…quietly speaking to our hearts and guiding us back to Him as we go through this journey. Acrylic mixed media on canvas.
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While visiting Malmesbury, England, we stayed at the Old Bell. It’s a beautiful and one of the oldest inn’s in the world. This is an Impressionist digital painting of the wisteria growing on the inn. Featured in Digital Artists United group. / /
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Acrylic on canvas.
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Night crawled through the window, hoping to not be seen, fell across the bed and made itself comfortable. / “I didn’t invite you.” / There was no response. Night began to whisper to itself in a dream. Its dark shadows fled the mattress and drooled over onto carpet, up the side of a night stand that cradled a temporarily favorite novel, a lamp that had once belonged to the owner’s mother and a stack of unread books purchased at the Goodwill store. Night crawled up the side of the wall and across a painted canvas. It shielded its eyes from the glare outside. Yellow neon shifted in ribbons around cardboard and brick. Headlights beamed, streamed and faded. The sidewalk was bothered by dark shapes streaming back and forth, flickering in jerky animation at times and at others, folding in smooth drapes of darkness, like blue-black frosting. / Night moved. It always on the move. Following. Escaping. Searching. Always moving toward the light. Or away from it. Sometimes Night wished it could lay down and stop running. Just for twenty-four hours. But it never could. / It grabbed its hat and moved smoothly, silently back out of the window and across the street. / “Oh, well, another day another sunrise.” Night said to itself. Then it turned to look back and shouted. “By the way, I’ll be back, whether I’m invited or not.” Change of Scene is acrylic on paper 15”x20”
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by Ruth PalmerAcrylic on canvas. /
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Art, it is what it is. Just a quick painting done mostly with a napkin, my fingers and a knife. Acrylic on canvas with more of a watercolor effect – done very quickly and very roughly. A little something to clear my mind. Less is sometimes more. /
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We stepped out onto concrete steps that were cracked from earthquake disturbance into black veins from which grass had grown, dried, died and sprouted again. A red flash was reflected in my parked Dodge Neon. It occurred to me that if I’d known the auto would receive so much attention, I would have washed it sometime in the last six months. Then the red glob of a ball flew into tree tops and sat on one limb of an old palm, as if making a nest. Yet the surrounding air and light continued to spin and whirl with white streaks folding and unfolding like shafts of shiny fabric in the sun. / “I heard a loud boom,” my friend said. / “I missed that. But maybe it came from that red ball.” / “What ball?” He glanced around the yard. / A head shot out of a window from the house next door. / “What was that?” The face was frightened and confused. “I felt rumble like a truck going by.” / I stared at the red ball. It twirled and flew in a circle around my head. It bloomed into tiny feathers that cascaded across the sky and then fell like snow onto the lawn. / “That was cool,” My friend smiled and turned his head toward me. “It was like a symphony.” / The face of the stranger next door lit up with laughter. “Wow that was wild. I felt like I was dancing a jig and yet I didn’t move my legs an inch.” / I looked toward the face and wondered if it was an old man or woman. It was hard to tell. Oh, well that’s Hollywood for you. I said, “I guess it must have been all in your head.” / “That’s impossible,” The race frowned with overly red lips and pulled down a wrinkled brow under platinum hair. “Are you calling me crazy?” / “No,” I replied. “I was just saying that things aren’t always what they appear to be.” / “Nonsense,” My friend said. “I know what I see. And what I feel. And what I hear. And I heard a symphony, dammit.” / “OK. OK. I have to leave.” I shook hands and started to hug my friend goodbye and then realized he backed away slightly with a quick jerk as if repelled. I thought how odd it was that I felt such magnetic attraction and he obviously felt just the opposite force. I opened the pulled the car door open and glanced up at the red ball. It was gone. I suddenly wondered if I was going crazy. Then I thought that at least I wasn’t alone. Those too were loonier than I was. Where is That Coming From? is acrylic and India ink on paper 15”x20”
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Acrylic on Canson paper / 33×44cm / / / / / / / / / / / / / Featured in Creative Cards group – 30 July 2009 / Featured in Work On Paper – 2.08.2009 / Featured in Still Life Fine Art and Food Photography – Nov. 2009 / Featured in # 1 ARTISTS OF REDBUBBLE – 2 December 2009
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Acrylic on canvas. Inspired by 2 Corinthians 3:17 Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. With thanks to my very special friends Olga and Stacy Lee for their continuing encouragement, support and fellowship.
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Acrylic on Canson paper / 32×38cm / / / / / / / / / Featured – Water Media (Paintings by hand only ) -9 August 2009 / Top Ten – First place – African Art At heArt – Painting FireBird -the Igor Stravinsky Ballet, Challenge – 10 August 2009 / Featured – African Art at heArt – 13 August 2009 Featured – Fantastic Primitive Art – 15 August 2009 / Featured – Painted Nature – August 2009 / Featured in Pop Art – 5 December 2009 / Top Ten – Pop Art – Four of anything – 5 December 2009
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Acrylic on canvas.
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Acrylic on canvas. Inspired by Ephesians 4 – Unity In The Body Of Christ Then we will no longer be infants, tossed back and forth by the waves, and blown here and there by every wind of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of men in their deceitful scheming. Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will in all things grow up into him who is the Head, that is, Christ. From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work.
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