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Writing Collaboration Words for this image have been written by VANESSE See more writings by VANESSE
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This is picture three in a series of artworks which are composed from images and re-done in composite form. I was trying to catch the essence of a modern concrete jungle and it’s parts. The originals are 500×500 canvas prints.
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This one is some what experimental.. Wasn’t sure where I was heading with it but it does represent one of the simplest plants we know.. Wheat….It’s so simple and has been a staple food, well, forever! This image represents it’s timeless quality.
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Featured in The Fine Art of Photography / Thank you. Featured in All About Water / Thank you. www.cathleentarawhiti.co.nz People/Portraiture HDR Photography Macro Photography Architecture Collaborations Skyscapes Animals/Birds/Insects Street Art Street Photogrpahy Everyday Objects Seascapes/Rivers/All Water Summer Photography Odd/Unusual Flowers/Plants/Trees Landscapes New Zealand Our Family Abstract Humour Black and White Photography On our way out of the pool, I had to stop and take this and /
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The thing i love about photography is it makes you think and when i saw this tree i saw how beautiful it was and wanted to get an image of it’s roots – roots that were strong and big and displayed their age with pride – but when i saw the image, with a person next to it, i saw how small we are not just in relation to it’s size but but it’s sheer nature and that’s the beauty of photography (for me anyway).
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Here’s another portrait of my favourite little muse…
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I found these Poppy seed pods on our house hunting venture and just loved their shape, colour and texture and taking these photos definitely took my mind off the move! The name of this image came from my kids as they call them tiny honey pots. Enjoy.
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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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[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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This image is the 1st in a series of 3….. My inspiration behind this are all the lovely wedding images that I see; full of hope, happiness and love, but as we all know the divorce rate is very high and unfortunately many of the beautiful and happy couples divorce… It makes me wonder how would these couples feel if they knew that a few years down the road and a couple of children later, their union would end in divorce. These are the emotions I have tried to capture and portray in my series. And I would like to add a huge thank you to my model and best friend who was also my inspiration as she too recently divorced but was still brave enough to get back into her beautiful wedding dress for this shoot.
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Dedicated to my father who passed away 9/15/08. Ephemeral: Lasting only one day. Lasting a very short time. I created this using various old images I had laying around and played with it in Photoshop. I almost feel like I should have a poem written for this piece, but alas, i am not a writer! This piece was featured in PixElations-The Art of Photography, The Graphic Room-Graphic and Digital Art and the Live, Love, Dream group as the Top Feature Piece of the Day – 9/5/08. This piece also took 1st place in the Live, Love, Dream’s Editing Frenzy Compitetion THANK YOU!! “
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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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Echinacea purpurea (purple coneflower) with a dark twist. This was the first of my Dark Dreams flower series, most of which I have pulled from redbubble. It was also one of my first images here. Obviously it was photoshoped. I get a lot of questions about why there are scratches on it, it was to give it an old aged look. The texture would make it a great canidate for a canvas print… hint hint ;) This is the original: / I believe this is the largest image in my portfolio, and that is because it was taken with my old 35 mm SLR, then scanned in (I have a really good scanner that scans really big) If you are seeing this image in a group for the first time, that is because I just realized it wasn’t in any groups! I must have cleared it out to make room for newer stuff. This peice was my very first one chosen on the Featured Art page and was featured in Ebony and Ivory group. Thank you! “
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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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This is the same favourite tree that I already have a photo of but this time I actually stopped the car to take this photo! I not only find this tree fascinating but in a way, quite intimidating due to it’s awesome size, age and mystery. With this treatment, I have endeavoured to capture some of the age, mystery and sometimes darkness of this old tree.
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ISO200 / f/8 / 5.0sec exposure / R72 Filter / Shutter Release / Broken Tripod / / Processed in The Lightroom and Photoshop Elements 0.4 / Location: Tumut, NSW, Australia. / My Husband’s Great Grandparents Homestead / / I wanted this one to have an “old’ feel to it, considering the home was built in the 1920’s.
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Poulnabrone dolmen is a 5,000 year old portal tomb in the limestone Burren area of County Clare, Ireland. The dolmen consists of a massive flat capstone supported on several upright pillars, and would originally have been covered by a mound of earth. Archeological excavations found several traces of human remains at the burial site, which now stands as a stark reminder of an ancient civilisation. Looking back through the mists of time, who knows what ancient religious rites took place at this barren and windswept scene?
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I haven’t done a shoot in a while, so I’m a bit bored and going over some old work.
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a card :) and can be more too :)) /
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This is same Day.. and these two.. I do believe mother and daughter.. Both absolutely stunning faces.. / / Rosa Cobos has written beautiful verse to accompany this piece..Thank You Rosa! Life Stages In Beauty / by Rosa Cobos Creased skin.. / Wisdom of days and nights. / An apple in its sweetness.. / bloom of Soul. I wonder… When a new born…Capabilities at full. / When older.. / One should leave some of them / for acquiring new ones. So in old age.. / Where does our mind / Soul? Specifically / Stress the unending / Process of… / Learning Life-Wisdom? / She is behind… but just / For pushing her / Out / Of the egg. Mother… / Creased earth.. / Always ripen / Seeding all away.
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This is the first in a series of portraits I am taking for my ‘Old Timers’ series It brings to light those who have dedicated decades to their chosen occupation, craft or trade, some by choice others through need. A trait which is rapidly diminishing in todays society where people are in constant flux between jobs, careers and hobbies. This is a salute to the Old Timers! This is Boris, a master craftsman who learnt the art of watchmaking and repairs through his father before him in Switzerland. Since emigrating to Australia mid last century he worked for others until finally establishing himself in his own premises where he has been since. An updated Bio to come soon… I hope you enjoy!
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Lady of the Wildwood portrays the second, mother aspect of the Great mother (virgin, mother, crone) and is based on ancient Celtic myth and spirituality. When creating her I incorporated an alchemical formula for gold (wholeness and balance), a form of blessing on anyone who studies the image and the places where she hangs. Most of the elements represent images of alchemical symbols used during the early Dark Ages. Her consort is the Stag King, another painitng on my Red Bubble page. Here’s a portion of the material I’ve written about her: “I am the feminine spirit of the wildwood; past, present, and future. I sprout the fertile acorn, guard the pregnant doe heavy with fawn, and personify life energy emanating from the primordial forest itself. Withing my womb you see the Royal Child, my future dancing baby. We represent a visual doorway opening into the circle: embrace the poetry of my closed system in which all is connected, the great web of creation is my being. Nothing is simply a thing; all has life and properties of its own. Beware; don’t make the mistake of assuming this doesn’t exist. Think of the pentagram and its five points: the elements of earth, water, fire, air and the fifth essence, ether (the quint – essence); life quality made by a sentient, universal creative force. Pale and luminous against deep forest shadows, I am light itself, ruling the kingdoms of nature. My heart glows with life, rosy with health. Within the shadows are my creatures, my beloved hares and deer, birds and salamanders, all composed of graceful, vine – like patterns. This represents their wild environment and interconnectedness. You can understand me on many levels, all true, for I represent Queen of Fairy, the feminine energy of the wild and untamed wood. The Lord of the Wildwood, masculine energy perfected and personified, is my consort. I am the goddess in her guise as Earth Mother and protect the feral and freeborn. I am metaphor and allegory for certain truths, yet just as easily convey a personal meaning only you understand”. Text and image copyright Helena Nelson-Reed. Please don’t use without written permission.
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