Age art
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[buh-loon] a bag made of a light material, as silk or plastic, filled with heated air or a gas lighter than air, designed to rise and float in the atmosphere and often having a car or gondola attached below for carrying passengers or scientific instruments. / [Origin: 1570–80; < Upper It ballone, equiv. to ball(a) (< Langobardic; see ball1) + -one aug. suffix; or < MF ballon < Upper It]
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[foh-bee-uh] –noun. a persistent, irrational fear of a specific object, activity, or situation that leads to a compelling desire to avoid it. [Origin: 1780–90; extracted from nouns ending in -phobia] —Synonyms aversion, hatred. / Phonophobia -noun. a fear of sounds, noise, and one’s own voice; telephonophobia – fear of the telephone ringing, sound of the phone ringing.
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Mixed medium photo based illustration of hands in meditation with tree.
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Abstract Chakra Hand painting with the Chinese characters: Health and Longevity.
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My apologies for having no originality in flower choice but as you can see, I love my plain old dandelions! Anyway, in this image there are 3 stages of flower from the same plant, the bud, the flower and the post-flower fairy which to me are like 3 generations. I chose the layers and treatment to reflect all 3 generations by being aged yet still bright and not faded. / Have sold 1 x laminated print.
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Here’s another portrait of my favourite little muse…
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ORIGINAL FOR SALE $1899 plus P&H As I get older I find myself exploring themes around ageing. This illustration was created from a very long walk around Melbourne last September. I found myself wondering what he was thinking, what was his life like? Is he alienated from the city or simply apart from it? From the original done in marker pen and gouache on mount board. This painting was selected for hanging at this years Camberwell Art Show. The original, measuring 97cm x 80cm (framed) is for sale. Please contact me if you wish more information. Enjoy:) Full copyright applies.
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To everything, / Turn, Turn, Turn / There is a season; / Turn, Turn, Turn. / And a time to every creature, under heaven. This photo is purposely grainy and choppy, to show the cycle of life. / Old, new and everything in between. / Those leaving, and those just coming. / Those with so much life, / And those with so much ahead. All things work together for a purpose unseen and unknown….!
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acrylic on paper 14”x17” / Dancing in lighted pools of Jello-textured neon. “That’s the way to do it,” an old stranger called to the young man who, being suddenly aware of what he was doing, stopped, looked over his shoulder and glanced down at the ragged multi-colored sheet that was pulled tightly around his shoulders. He leaned back and peered up at the sun. Smoke rose from the side of a brick building and the odor or ginger floated through the air. The source of both puzzled him, as he remembered distinctly thinking he was the only person in the world just a few moments before. The old man smiled a toothless smear of flabby lips and bowed down to the dancing youth, who smiled back, jiggled aimlessly for a few seconds on thin, scratched legs and then sat down on a patch of grass in from of a building that had been painted by clowns. The young man pulled back the corner of his gown of rainbow hues and let out his heart, which had been beating all along, but in being freed, started to do a dance all of its own, though it had no legs. It also sang, which surprised the young man as he had always thought he was mute.
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Ive never tried something like this before. Never an artwork emotionally so intense. Would love to thank sandra baraci for the wonderful collab. She has been painting the stunning image of `tracie76 portrait for a while now, which she abandoned in the middle. I really wanted to complete it in my form, and I did. / She says she found the motivation back again to finish the canvas, which is an honour . Thankyou both of you for the wonderful experience.
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My biggest seller, birDog now comes as a vintage version with scratches and yellowing for those who like the more worn look. / / / / / / Also available- / The original version /
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Graffiti Heraldry / Celebrating the history and urban street movement of the UK. My entry for the London Calling challenge, finally placed 5th. Thanks to everyone who voted and supported it. ;) Process and t-shirt: / /
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I did a number of versions of this still life – in the end I closed my eyes and chose one at random! One does get a tad jaded after looking at these images for too long! Landscapes Trees Cards EOD Rusty Flowers Architecture Macro CatchAll DM
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/ “Segmented is part of the Portfolio Collection...a metaphor for the stages of life…Acrylic on Canvas… Dreams broken to pieces on sharp jagged rocks of life / Thoughts sometimes restored, sometimes gone missing, life / Friends now close, swept away on a tidal wave of life / Hope crushed by words, restored by a smile, renewed life / Family for some there, for others gone, a lonely life / Faith missing in action, now found, renewed hope, life / Dreams, thoughts, friends, hope, family, faith / Pieces of life, pieces of you, pieces of me, life in pieces. L. E. Truitt / / / / / / /
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Acrylic On Canvas A piece that was inspired about watching Wong Kar Wai’s film In The Mood For Love, set in 60s Hong Kong. A story about forbidden love and in the story, the female and male leads shared some special moments in room 2046 – writing martial novels :D The chinese title of this movie is Hua Yang Nian Hua. The Chinese title, Huayang Nianhua (translated in the subtitles as “Full Bloom” but more accurately meaning “those wonderful varied years”), is more suggestive of period nostalgia and the Shanghai association, pointing to an iridescent, kaleidoscopic age of bygone elegance and diversity. / You can view and purchase my other “Hua Yang Nian Hua” creations from my Zazzle Gallery: / /
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The street was crowded with shouts and chanting. Posters with slogans I didn’t understand moved along Main Street like thicken blood in veins too clogged with soot to notice. Faces turned to the distance and then waved aside the shoulders of police to stare into me or beyond me or through me or into cameras or maybe knowing that my two eyes saw everything as an abstract painting and they didn’t want to be abstract. The proud wrinkles shouted to be seen and be remembered for the hardship that had etched its way into flesh. No, you can not turn away, you can not cover me with cosmetics, you can not still the motion of music and feet shuffling along sidewalks that once were dirt. My dirt. Their dirt. Our dirt. The land that formed everything and out of which we grew. Before cement towers blocked the view to the sea. Before garbage covered the ashes. / The ashes. The ashes. Burning limbs from a sun that sets only once some days and twice when it feels the mood. Burning wind that torches leaves and dries the dreams of soldiers of the theater. Ashes that were baked onto the hillsides before they held mosaics of naked colors and hungry lights. Ashes that were blown from nature’s own breath and will still blow again and always even as merchants try to sell hot dogs to musicians and music sells to thin, clogged ears and ears are covered from the sound that the hands have created so that nobody realizes what is really happening. Nobody hears the clapping. / Blinded. Blinded by the brain’s efforts to see more and hear more and be more and sell more and buy more until there is no more and more has no meaning because it is less. Less. Less. / Yes the street was crowded. Yet I saw only one face. And that was enough.
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Stock: / Horse
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♥♥♥♥feel my love♥♥♥♥-CLICK HERE ”” .
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Dedicated to my long suffering husband Steve – who is currently laid up with flu – whether that’s man flu or swine flu is up for debate! Canon Ixus 970 IS / Layered with my own images of crumpled paper and cracked rock.
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A little tattered round the edges, but still strong at heart, and beautiful. This image reminded me of what Enobarbus said of the ageing Cleopatra in Shakespeare’s play: ‘Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale / Her infinite variety.’ / William Shakespeare, “Antony and Cleopatra”, Act 2 scene 2 Canon EOS 450D, 18-55mm lens Processed with Dynamic-Photo HDR and PhotoImpact.
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One man one goal one mission, / One heart one soul just one solution, / One flash of light yeah one god one vision One flesh one bone, / One true religion, / One voice one hope, / One real decision, / Wowowowo gimme one vision No wrong no right, / I’m gonna tell you there’s no black and no white, / No blood no stain, / All we need is one world wide vision One flesh one bone, / One true religion, / One voice one hope, / One real decision, / Wowowowowowo I had a dream, / When I was young, / A dream of sweet illusion, / A glimpse of hope and unity, / And visions of one sweet union, / But a cold wind blows, / And a dark rain falls, / And in my heart it shows, / Look what they’ve done to my dream Vision, / Give me your hands, / Give me your hearts, / I’m ready, / There’s only one direction, / One world and one nation, / Yeah one vision No hate no fight, / Just excitation, / All through the night, / It’s a celebration wowowowo yeah One one one One flesh one bone, / One true religion, / One voice one hope, / One real decision Gimme one night, / Gimme one hope, / Just gimme, / One man one man, / One bar one night, / One day hey hey, / Just gimme gimme gimme / Fried chicken / / Apophysis, Incendia & PSP
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