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BLUE DAY ENJOY…THANKS. MORE PAUL ROMANOWSKI ART…
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I put the phrase on the top and bottom of the picture to show how much some people can get involved in music, letting it take over their lives and actions. like when something bad happens on the news, and they use music or musicians to put the blame on… i guess it was kinda my answer to that. The pose of the woman was based on patricia from the horrorpops – one of my fav bands. if you look on the cover of their album ‘hell yea’ then you can see where the inspiration came from. —-—-—-——- Thank You For Viewing / Original By Emma Black / Do Not Use Without Permission
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My fair lady and some grass. Holga MadnessTM Adobe? Pah.
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this is me..on the scanner. / share the love.
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Round and round the sun we go; the moon goes round the earth. We do not die of death we die of vertigo.
by pauldrobertsonI have been learning more and more and more. I think I understand the genesis of Christianity now. I have read a book on Greek mythology, on Celtic, on Norse. They are all tied in together, and these stories, all these stories and stories, interlaced and beautiful, they are the products of madness themselves. The most daring ideas, the most exquisite – these are outside the workings of a mind that fits the requisite barriers of societal acceptance – more much more than that – they are outside the limits of working within a mind and not causing it pain. Nietzsche’s abortive saints, one and all – all of US that is what we are. I have started drinking green tea all the time. I swear it gives me some kind of little rush. I have even tried to learn more about eastern philosophy… got some INSENCE for fuck’s sake, but the philosophy is, of course, just as dense and vast as its western counterpart, and it is slippery to me. Though I have already learned that so much of what took the west till the 18th or 19thc was already understood by the 5thc BC in India. There are holes there too where the west went forward and the east never considered. It is frightening in sheer scale. Vast. I understand that I will never know it as deeply as I would wish to. / I remember when some confused DICK decided I was colourblind when I was about 8 years old. I was devastated – I could never be a pilot or an electrician. I had no desire to be a pilot or an electrician until then. But I feel the same kind of loss every time I realise that I can never know as deeply as I wish to the twists and surges of brilliant humanity that move me. / There is not enough time. / Ah, time… everything is fucking RELATIVE. How fast are we going? Well… to us, we are still. Everything else moves, each of us anchors the universe because THAT IS WHERE WE SEE FROM. It doesn’t matter if we are mad and we see monsters and hear voices – they are as real as the rest of the world, they ARE because for each of us the things that define our world are what our senses tell us, there can be no other truth, EVER, this is it, the world that we see, distorted by our minds and full of panic and magic and fear – this is no less real than the first vision of a perfect newborn child or the last of an ancient man’s eyes before they close! If our memories differ from what our senses tell us, if other people tell us that things vary from our fevered and mad perceptions, what does it matter? How can we trust these things more than what our OWN SENSES TELL US? / The slide into hell, tell me again why I should trust the words of someone who does not feel the things that I feel, why I should believe that my hell is less real than their / FUCKING / OFFICE / When my heart swells and bursts with conviction stronger than the deepest oath, stronger than the faiths for which people die and kill, I am supposed to believe someone outside my mind with words as uncertain as the TIE that he wears, that I do not know or love, that MY world is wrong, and that THIERS is the real, the pure, the right and absolute. / Or the paradise of high euphoria, give it up! Go back to pain return to ugliness and sorrow and grey, spurn bliss and the conviction of genius, blooming pleasure in our veins, believe it is a lie? / It is such a GIFT. Our own bodies slight of hand against age and pain and omnipresent atrophy, a chattering blissful and horny twist of relief, give it up give it all up for harsh light and slow ugly time. “If we had a keen sense of all that is ordinary in human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow or the squirrel’s heartbeat, and we should die of that roar that is the other side of silence.” “Do not go gently into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.” “Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, such shaping fantasies, that apprehend far more than cool reason ever comprehends. One sees more devils than vast hells can hold. That is the madman. The lover, all is frantic, sees Helen’s beauty in a brow of Egypt. The poet’s eye in a frenzy rolling, doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven, and as imagination bodies forth, all is made compact. Gives to airy nothing a local habitation. And a name.” Breathe the sweet breath of madness tie your mind to itself in switches and arcs of pleasure and lights and pain, in stutters and twitches and flights and bursts of colour in your vision. / We are all so bound to lucidity. To rationalism. Ah hell. And to it we eventually return. I wish I was my cat. “I am a brother to dragons / I am a companion to owls. / My skin is black upon me. / And my bones are burned with heat.”
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Rottweiler Guarding A Harley Davidson
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views: 964 / favs: 10 I made a new little friend for my crane in Born from the Hand. This was folded with a 6×6mm piece of paper, with tweezers and pins, resulting in a crane with wings 2.5mm long. As I hold my creation, I feel like a God; I am the creator; I’ve created a life form so sharp and vulnerable in comparison to my hand. We can only understand size, fragility and significance when we compare two things. When we think, for example, how big the world is, we’re like tiny specks of sand, or even atoms, to the eyes of a God holding the earth in his palm. It took 30 shots before getting one which was somewhat satisfying. Taken on April 7, 2008 with an Olympus FE-220. For a better idea of scale: / / / / Also available at Zazzle / / / This work has been featured in: / Stillness Speaks / / / / Works by Category Featured/Popular Early Works [pre-university] / Origami / Drawings,Paintings and Graphics / Abstract Photography / Guessing Games Flowers, Trees and Plants / Water and Waterscapes / Scenery/Skyscapes / Light, Shadow, and Reflections / Still Life Living Creatures / Human Portrait Japanfluence / Canada / Europe / / / More Sample Origami / / / / / / / / / / ‘Serenity’, the Firefly spacecraft (My own design) / / / / / /
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from my original primitive/naive acrylic
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from my original primitive/naive acrylic and oil pastel
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11” x 8.5” graphite pencil drawing on paper / One of several drawings created for a book on how I draw.
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this colorful and beautiful like flowers peppers are from mexico..very hot!
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Not the dawn I was expecting but eventually up she came through a low mist. This was taken from the East beach in Lossiemouth, Moray Scotland. Nikon D80 / Aperture Priority / 1/8s at f16.0 / ISO 100 / 18.0-70.0mm f/3.5-4.5 at 18mm / 0.9 ND soft Grad. / Exposure compensation -1 stop / Tripod / Hand release
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Lithuania CLICK for VIEW or COMMENT
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Lithuania CLICK for VIEW or COMMENT
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Magnetic mysteries force light and life to generate and fill the void that could otherwise be so easily overlooked. Words by Sophie Shapiro Thinking of you Jas June 30th 2009
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When I was very young this cafe opened called the Coffee Pot. It didn’t stay in business too long, as I remember, but, as a child, I always thought it was just the coolest building, lol. It had a horseshoe counter with stools all around the circle. When it went out of business, it stood empty for many years. Most recently it had been the office for the James River Rafting and Canoe Company (I think that was the official name). On either side of the building they had racks of canoes where people would rent them to take off on their own, or opted for guided tour trips, which were also offered. I remember when the rafting company opened in the 70’s b/c I drove past this building every day on my way to work. “That won’t last long,” I thought. Good thing I didn’t make a bet because it prospered and stayed open until only a few years ago. We rode by it earlier this month and I had to stop and take a picture. On Rt 60, between Buena Vista and Lexington, VA, across the 4-lane road by Ben Salem Wayside (where everyone would stop for a picnic and swim in the summer), the Coffee Pot is still standing, 40+ years later. We both may be showing our age, but we’re both still hanging in there. ;)Karen Pentax K200D, 800 ISO, 1/180 sec, f/6.70, 28 mm, Pentax-DA lens, Redfield Fractalius Filter applied
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Nikon D40, Nikkor VR 55-200mm le “It isn’t where you came from, its where you’re going that counts. “ / ~ Ella Fitzgerald “Ella Jane Fitzgerald (April 25, 1917 – June 15, 1996), also known as “Lady Ella”, the “Queen of Scat” and the “First Lady of Song”, was an American jazz vocalist. / With a vocal range spanning three octaves, she was noted for her purity of tone, phrasing and intonation, and a “horn-like” improvisational ability, particularly in her scat singing. She is widely considered to have been one of the supreme interpreters of the Great American Songbook. / Over a recording career that lasted 59 years, she was the winner of 13 Grammy Awards. Ella: The Man I Love Featured in Jazzed Up Art August 2009
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I thought you might like to see the castle in B&W? My wife, Jackie and I had a great trip out to the beautiful Leeds Castle, which is in the county of Kent, on Saturday and had a wonderful time being transported back through 900 years of our history. The castle and grounds are simply stunning and well worth a visit if ever you are in that part of the world. I hope you like the photo and thank you so much for viewing my work, please call back again soon. NIKON D60 DSLR / F-stop f/5.6 / Exposure time 1/640 sec / ISO speed 360 / Manual Priority / Focal length 18 mm on a 18 – 55 mm Nikon lens. All the materials contained may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my permission. My images do not belong to the public domain sector. Please ask for my permission before using this image for any purpose and in anyway because without it will lead to legal action. / ©Anthony Hedger Photography 2009
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A selection of images taken during a 10,000km bicycle journey through the Middle East and North Africa. The route cycled included Turkey, Syria, Jordan, Egypt, Sudan, Ethiopia, Djibouti, Yemen, Oman and the UAE. http://www.ride-earth.com
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This is Hannah’s other gerbil, Coco. Despite always being harder to catch, she was less manic to photograph! Never owned gerbils before, so just hoping they tame like hamsters and can be easily caught eventually! Just thought they would be more fun than a Hamster as they firstly live happily together and secondly are diurnal so a bit more fun! Canon EOS 500D
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Past is where most of us spend far more time than the present, not to mention the future. The only issue is that the light could never come from there… 28 December, 2009 —- Best seen larger —-
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Canon 350D / F/5.6 / 1/40seg / ISO-100
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