Adolescence
127 creative works found
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Butterfly approaches a day dreaming girl who has her hair in an antenna style. Extreme gain and texture. Photo based mix media.
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a landscape suffused with organic, natural growth, / yet guided by the human instinct for industry. / a young plantation with imposed regularity, / reaching towards adolescence, / rebels with ragged undergrowth. / Subject to the wind and weather, / it carries the wound of fallen trees as a badge of its maturity
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cute lamb on grass in spring
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cute baby sheep
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Sally Omar / got inspired by This work and wrote this Poem to go with this Image , Thank you sally / —-—-—-—-- / VIRGIN Her smile like a moonbeam / Eyes like a violet dream / Skin so soft and like milk / Covering her hair with silk / Lips full and ever so red / Words of love never said / Breasts untouched by any hand / Never looked upon by any man / A heart so warm beyond compare / Yet no man has never been near / Her legs so long as she walks / Words so eloquent as she talks / Keeping herself ever so pure / Asking for nothing..wanting more / A woman yet a child / Her temperament so very mild / One day a true love will come along / Sing her a beautiful song / She will give her love so freely / And a VIRGIN she will no longer be.
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I particulary liked the abstract in the center of this tree, another in my series of graffiti trees. The DK is an the icon of the punk group, the Dead Kennedys. This left wing group known for their controversial music, but I did an internet search to read about their music. For many they are arguably the greatest punk rock band ever. They define a frantic, edgy and genuinely subversive sound. I have always been interested in all types of music, especially what appeals to the youth of today given my interest in rock music. I published a chapter in a book on Adolescent Development and Rock Music and taught classes in college using music and lyrics to reveal the stages of adolescent development. Pop Culture has always been very fascinating to me. The intrigue about photography is I never know what I am going to express given that it brings me into the world of multimedia. Who knew I would be discussing a policital punk group band with lyrics by Jello Biafra who writes about the American Dream for the living nightmare it has become and offers suggestons for improvement. There is even a mental reworking of the Rawhide music theme to show how eclectic this band is. Now I have to listen to their music. Writing about my photos is part of the creative process and encourages my love of learning. This is certainly not a band for those who like pop hits or bubble gum music. I remember writing about nihilism in rock music and I think this is one of the most hard core examples of that. I can understand the controversy with song titles like Frankenchrist that dissects the rampant commercialism/consumerism of a money-led society. My series and comments on materialism reflected in my lemonade stand photos in a mall are very tame next to this abrasive punk rock band. Taking photos is an exciting adventure!! I hope you enjoy the ride. “Stars and / Stripes of Corruption” is another example’ / of this controversial group. Please view image in / the large format. “Finally got to Washington in the middle of the night / I couldn’t wait / I headed straight for the Capitol Mall / My heart began to pound / Yahoo! It really exists / The American International Pictures logo I looked up at that Capitol Building / Couldn’t help but wonder why / I felt like saying “Hello, old friend” Walked up the hill to touch it / Then I unzipped my pants / And pissed on it when nobody was looking Like a great eternal Klansman / With his two flashing red eyes / Turn around he’s always watching / The Washington monument pricks the sky / With flags like pubic hair ringed ‘round the bottom The symbols of our heritage / Lit up proudly in the night / Somehow fits to see the homeless people / Passed out on the lawn So this is where it happens / The power games and bribes / All lobbying for a piece of ass Of the stars and stripes of corruption / Makes me feel so ashamed / To be an American / When we’re too stuck up to learn from our mistakes / Trying to start another Viet Nam / Whilke fiddling while Rome burns at home / The Boss says, “You’re laid off. Blame the Japanese” / “America’s back,” alright / At the game it plays the worst / Strip mining the world like a slave plantation No wonder others hate us / And the Hitlers we handpick / To bleed their people dry / For our evil empire The drug we’re fed / To make us like it / Is God and country with a band People we know who should know better / Howl, “America riles. Let’s go to war!” / Business scams are what’s worth dying for Are the Soviets our worst enemy? / We’re destroying ourselves instead / Who cares about our civil rights / As long as I get paid? The blind Me-Generation / Doesn’t care if life’s a lie so easily used, so proud to enforce The stars and stripes of corruption / Let’s bring it all down! / Tell me who’s the real patriots / The Archie Bunker slobs waving flags? / Or the people with the guts to work / For some real change / Rednecks and bombs don’t make us strong / We loot the world, yet we can’t even feed ourselves / Our real test of strength is caring / Not the toys of war we sell the world / Just carry on, thankful to be farmed like worms / Old glory for a blanket / As you suck on your thumbs Real freedom scares you / ‘Cos it means responsibility So you chicken out and threaten me Saying, “Love it or leave it” / I’ll get beat up if I criticize it / You say you’ll fight to the death / To save your worthless flag If you want a banana republic that bad / Why don’t you go move to one / But what can just one of us do? / Against all that money and power / Trying to crush us into roaches? We don’t destroy society in a day / Until we change ourselves first / From the inside out We can start by not lying so much / And treating other people like dirt / It’s easy not to base our lives / On how much we can scam And you know / It feels good to lift that monkey off our backs I’m thankful I live in a place / Where I can say the things I do / Without being taken out and shot / So I’m on guard against the goons / Trying to take my rights away / We’ve got to rise above the need for cops and laws Let kids learn communication / Instead of schools pushing competition / How about more art and theater instead of sports? People will always do drugs / Let’s legalize them / Crime drops when the mob can’t price them / Budget’s in the red? / Let’s tax religion No one will do it for us / We’ll just have to fix ourselves / Honesty ain’t all that hard / Just put Rambo back inside your pants / Causing trouble for the system is much more fun Thank you for the toilet paper / But your flag is meaningless to me / Look around, we’re all people / Who needs countries anyway? Our land, I love it too / I think I love it more than you / I care enough to fight The stars and stripes of corruption / Let’s bring it all down! / If we don’t try / If we just lie / If we can’t find / A way to do it better than this / Who will?” Song: Stars and Strips of Corruption / Group: The Dead Kennedys
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... now here is the version Katlyn wanted me to do orginally , and I have to say…. I think she was right ( I like this one better ) lol apparently this one makes me “less” dorky … who knew ? lol some of my personal favs / /
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Image copyright © 2008 Abeque Wikimac. Copying and displaying or redistribution of this image without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited.
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I can assure you that tonight there is not a picture I’ve put up that means more to me than this one. It was difficult to adjust the focus as my tears were fogging up the viewfinder. Pulling them in with the 300 mm lense…I knew it was too dark out. I knew the pictures weren’t going to be technically “good”. / Both girls had come into the house crying earlier in the evening. Trembling… bruised.. grass stained. They had made a sharp turn with the 4-wheeler and flipped it at the end of our driveway. All of our kids have been driving this four wheeler since they were about seven years old. Lately I’ve watched the girls grow more daring. More bold. Our warnings to “slow down” and “stay in the yard” began to carry less weight in the lightness of their own sense of immortality. Aside from some minor “road rash” they are essentially unharmed. / Thank God. It was a typical friday in Fall in many ways: Indian summer weather with a blazing orange sunset and harvest moon. Our family of six, spread out now as the kids grow older. My oldest boy working at the grocery store in town. My other son playing at a football game in a town an hour away. My husband bringing the hay in from the alfalfa field as the sun touches the horizon. And me with my camera watching my girls and our two dogs race up and down the driveway in youthful exhuberance. Every night when I lay my head down on my pillow at night… I know I wont’ sleep until the last one has walked in the door. I worry about them driving. I worry about them getting injured in sports. I worry about their grades. I worry about their wrecklessness. I worry that they don’t sleep enough, eat enough, study enough. What mother doesn’t. Right? I’ve seen a lot of kids carried off the football field. Every game I pray that it won’t be mine. My husband works with the Sheriff’s Department on weekends in a college town. Lots of drinking and partying. Lots of stories about kids in car wrecks. I pray every time they turn the key to go somewhere. And all my life I’ve grown up hearing stories of farm accidents. We all grew up around the tractors and 4-wheelers and dirt bikes. My kids are no different. As I watched the girls skipping up the driveway tonight, I knew that one prayer in particular had been answered today: / God, please keep them safe. / I know this is long. But if you have kids, (or really just anyone you love!)............... I hope this will remind you to pull them closer. / /
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Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi
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illustration done with ink and markers and digitally enhanced.
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A young mother shares an intimate moment with her adolescent daughter.
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featured in If it doesn’t belong / 05-24-2009 With the sidewalks trading love / As subway lights grow brighter / We’re just another hype / But the pressure’s getting harder / (get up, get up, get up take it much higher) All lover’s etiquette / Make love on first impression / And adolescent sex with juvenile intentions / (get up, get up, get up take it much higher) Whatever gets you through the night / Just keep on dancing / Whatever gets you through the night / Just keep on dancing babe Well the lady buys a thrill / Excitement in succession / But a heartache won’t partake / In articulate obsession / Well pretty things at rest / No courtesy surprising / For love is heaven blessed / All catastrophes denying / (get up, get up, get up take it much higher) Whatever gets you through the night / Just keep on dancing / Whatever gets you through the night / Just keep on dancing babe Well you’re out on the street / With your lover’s infections / Count impossibilities by limination / And your body still damp / From your one-room apartment / And your heartache reminds me / Love’s xxxxxxx any doubt / You submerge again, emerge again / Just get out the strain Fractals created with Apophysis
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The long crossing through adolescence and into adulthood is not always an easy one. For many young people, it often seems like a neverending path flooded with tears, a river of dark and murky waters… The model in this shot is Abi, my RB friend Shelly’s beautiful daughter who is 15. She was photographed by her very talented mom Work uploaded for a challenge in the Collaborations group. The challenge consisted in using one or both of the two / images on the left as a starting point to create something / new. monocotylidono Shelly Hiebert / I chose to use both images, but also to add a 3rd collaborator. Vikram Franklin has kindly accepted to let me use this photo of boat. / I also added some textures of my own, as described below: This bit of agitated water was used mostly over the path. I simply copied a bit of water from the image below into a new document and distorted the perspective a bit. One of my bad shots of a river. Nice to recycle into a texture! / Finally another photo of mine used as a texture: I use this photo of the St-Lawrence river in the fog very often in composites. This time, it was used in at least 7 layers with various blending modes and opacities. Please note that I may still make a few modifications to it before voting begins… but then again, maybe not. Featured in the group Bits and Pieces on April 19, 2009 Below is the revised and final version of this work which finished in 1st place of the Do Me or Use Me challenge /
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This is the second version of the image that I submitted four days ago. As I mentioned in the description of version #1, there were chances that I would still want to improve on it. Well I was not really satisfied with it and gave it another go. The long crossing through adolescence and into adulthood is not always an easy one. For many young people, it often seems like a neverending path, flooded with tears, a river of dark and murky waters ... The model in this shot is Abi, my RB friend Shelly’s beautiful daughter who is 15. She was photographed by her very talented mom Work uploaded for a challenge in the Collaborations group. The challenge consisted in using one or both of the two / images on the left as a starting point to create something / new. monocotylidono Shelly Hiebert / I chose to use both images, but also to add a 3rd collaborator. Vikram Franklin has kindly accepted to let me use this photo of a boat, and I used a bit of sky to improve on the new version as well. / I also added some textures of my own, as described below: This bit of agitated water was used mostly over the path. I simply copied part of the water from the image below into a new document and distorted the perspective a bit. One of my bad shots of a river. Nice to recycle into a texture! / Here is another photo of mine used as a texture: I use this photo of the St-Lawrence river in the fog very often in my composites. This time, it was used in at least 7 layers with various blending modes and opacities. I thought that the sky needed something and a crying moon was ideal. I used a photo of Jade, my 14-year old niece, added tears of blood and spherized it to create a moon. Played with the sky and shifted the thinning clouds to place the moon in a better position. Finally, I added a sheer layer of moon glow. Featured in the group Images & Ideas on April 22, 2009 Featured in the Dream & Fantasy Art Group on April 25, 2009 Featured in the Collaborations Group on May 3, 2009 Featured in the group OLDER KIDS aged 8-16 on July 17, 2009 Featured in the Dream and Fantasy Art group on August 28, 2009 1st place winner in the Do me or Use me challenge of the Collaborations Group on April 30, 2009 Finished in 6th position of Top 10 in the Water challenge of the Dream and Fantasy Art group on August 28, 2009 / Here is version #1. Please click on the image to view the page /
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NOT QUITE READY TO BE CALLED THE MAN YET. / ADOLESCENCE…THE MOST CHALLENGING STAGE OF ALL. SPECIAL THANX TO DEVIANTART.COM: / 1e5896306320c42992fc83dd148c69bd / Stock_male_light___21_by_seanpm
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Adolescent duck out for a paddle. / Alton Baker Park, Eugene, Oregon
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The baby squirrel is growing up and getting ready to make a mess out of my garden! His mama taught him well… Sigh.
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a young female cardinal is just weeks away from becoming a gorgeous young lady. Notice that her tuft of feathers on top of her head is beginning to take form. Her body feathers are taking on the golden brown, and her wing feathers are taking on the orangish-red coloration, all are signs of maturity.
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A young seagull with an attitude. Took me 12 shots to get him in the frame properly, for every time I was ready to release the shutter he moved again!! Funny guy!!
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