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/ Photographer for Hire – All Occasions – Mail Me :) / / My rules for photography and art are very simple – I like it, or I don’t… / / Thanks for visiting my folio :) / I certainly appreciate your taking time to view what I’ve been up to, and enjoy reading your comments. / / / / / Writings (or ramblings) / Another World / The 3rd / The 10th / Weaver / High-Flyer / The In-Between Place / The Haggard Crone / Come, Dark / Chandelier Brain / Eat Me / You’re Strange, Rick / Ever-Queen / Sleeping / The Black, White & Grey / /
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My new wolf friend seemed to like having his pictures taken – he stared “up close and personal” right into the lens. I believe it is only fitting to donate the proceeds of the sale of this image to a park that more than 200 wolves call home! :) Donation to charity / 50% of the proceeds of the sale of this image will be donated to Algonquin Park
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My new friend posed and wanted me to get his face “right”, although I am still not sure that I did. I tried though. Donation to charity / 50% of the proceeds of the sale of this image will be donated to Algonquin Park
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Watercolor on watercolor board, original available. Angels! Pure and perfect, the luminous intermediaries between divine and earthly dimensions; recipients of and serving divine will. The spectrum of color in her wings represents a single, concentrated beam of white light entering a prism, and emerging from the opposite side in a rainbow of cascading colors. This metaphore demonstrates the way messenger angels receive direct transmissions of resplendent Truth, communicating this Light in myriad languages to all sentient beings. / / This angelic creature represents a gradual opening of one’s heart to the higher mysteries, flying beyond an existence consisting solely of temporal concerns. Nourish the inner self and soar the way of heart, combining intellect with wisdom and gentleness. Image and text copyright Helena Nelson – Reed. Please dont use without written permission
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Acrylic painting of the house I grew up in and me. A self portrait I am the blonde but mind you I am a red head. I just always wanted to be a blonde… / Click on Image for “Giving the Bride Away” T-shirt…. /
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The sisters knew they are beautiful so they posed for the camera for a long time until I got it “right”. :) Donation to charity / 50% of the proceeds of the sale of this image will be donated to Algonquin Park
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‘Inspiration Series’ card by Karin Taylor “Seasons” is a mixed media production on thick water colour paper using ink pastel acrylic charcoal and texta, this portrayal is slightly different from the original piece in that I have added a blue background and highlights digitally. I was going to leave ‘Seasons’ open to your own interpretation, but painting this pic brought back memories of ‘The Seekers’ singing ‘There is a Season….turn, turn, turn…’. If you look closely, you can see the handwritten bible verse in tiny writing around the heads of the three :D Instead of leaving it open for interpretation, as I’m submitting this to The Healing Journey forum for a music/art competition, I will try to explain what the image depicts. This is my family and I am the hands, although the hands also represent God. The boat is a metaphor for our journey through life, and the waters are somewhat turbulent beneath, my family is being supported by myself at great cost sometimes to me personally and God is also supporting…if you like, imagine it is God’s hands super-imposed over my hands, so that I have strength to do what I am called to do, imparting a protective and nurturing boundary around my beautiful family…..making home a sanctuary, and a safe place, it is a labour of love and the weight of carrying and nurturing can be extremely heavy sometimes, but also very rewarding. There is my daughter, my son, and my husband in the boat…and the symbol of the greek cross on the vessel indicates that my family belong to Christ, and we will be Conquerors in this life and in the next, as we pass through all of life’s testing and difficulty, we will be made stronger and have our characters’ hewn and shaped, and wisdom will come as a result. Bonded together through adversity, trial, separation and togetherness, we will learn how to work together as a team to achieve harmony, joy and satisfaction…we will support one another when life’s journey becomes all too hard and we want to give up…then there will be one of us to support the one who is down….and this will be reciprocated later when the other is down….. instead of destroying one another, we will build each other up, and make each other stronger for the fight, for the journey….we will encourage one another all the more when we are failing and losing sight of our goals….we will not give up on one another…and even if the world is not interested in us, we will be interested in one another, and remember one another in prayer and thought and spirit and heart. We will cheer one another one to be courageous and to persevere, no matter life’s challenges. And through each of the seasons of life, birth, death, life, healing, laughing, dancing, moving, scattering, gathering, giving up, giving voice, mending, loving, hating, mourning…..we will stick together and support one another. The symbol is The Greek Cross which is complemented with the first and last letters of the Greek name for Jesus (IC), the first and last letters of the Greek word for Christ (XC) and the Greek word for Conqueror (NIKA). The short bars above the letters indicate that they are abbreviations. ‘There is a time for everything, / and a season for every activity under heaven: / a time to be born and a time to die, / a time to plant and a time to uproot, / a time to kill and a time to heal, / a time to tear down and a time to build, / a time to weep and a time to laugh, / a time to mourn and a time to dance, / a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, / a time to embrace and a time to refrain, / a time to search and a time to give up, / a time to keep and a time to throw away, / a time to tear and a time to mend, / a time to be silent and a time to speak, / a time to love and a time to hate, / a time for war and a time for peace. – Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 Following are the lyrics to the song Turn, Turn, Turn :http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xy1aKt0lhtg This group was a huge influence on me as a little girl. I adored Judith Durham and her beautiful voice and spirit. I seemed to identify with her, and they were the first group I remember loving….other songs I loved from The Seekers which would take me into a beautiful place, “I’ll Never Find Another You”, “A World of Our Own”, “The Carnival Is Over”, “Morningtown Ride”, “Georgy Girl” ),and “Emerald City” Turn! Turn! Turn! / originally written by Pete Seeger / The Byrds (cover by The Seekers later) To everything (turn, turn, turn) / There is a season (turn, turn, turn) / And a time for every purpose, under heaven A time to be born, a time to die / A time to plant, a time to reap / A time to kill, a time to heal / A time to laugh, a time to weep To everything (turn, turn, turn) / There is a season (turn, turn, turn) / And a time for every purpose, under heaven A time to build up,a time to break down / A time to dance, a time to mourn / A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together To everything (turn, turn, turn) / There is a season (turn, turn, turn) / And a time for every purpose, under heaven A time of love, a time of hate / A time of war, a time of peace / A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing To everything (turn, turn, turn) / There is a season (turn, turn, turn) / And a time for every purpose, under heaven A time to gain, a time to lose / A time to rend, a time to sew / A time to love, a time to hate / A time for peace, I swear its not too late
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After many hours at the computer; I offer you this: / (Please view in large format for optimum results) /
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For really stupid reasons I hadn’t seen my last surviving grandfather or spoken to him in four years, other than on the phone when he would call. He was admitted to the hospital yesterday. Tonight my father, stepmom, my sister and I went to see him. He was asleep, so we never got to talk to him. The nurse said he could live anywhere from 24 hours to a week. I watched him for several minutes, listening to his laboured breathing, knowing that soon he would be reunited with his wife, who died 11 years earlier. He would be free from pain. He’d be able to walk without his walker. He’d know heaven’s peace and eternal rest. But for now, he was caught somewhere between this world and the afterlife. He died less than 2 hours after our visit. I had already made this artwork and I was in the process of writing this poem when we got the call that he had died. Both this artwork and poem are dedicated to him and his 93 years. Somewhere In Between / ~ / Too humble to be heaven’s worth / Too beautiful to be our fragile earth / Is this just some intangible dream? I walk toward this brilliant light / With wings that carry me into the night / Yet still, I hear myself breathe. I hear voices and clearly sense / A peace beyond human transience, / Something beautiful and divine, I believe I hear the infinite chorus / Of all those who’ve passed before us / But I realize these voices lie not ahead, but behind.
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Drawing of a Fallen Angel. Drawn in Montana about lost hopes and fears through the struggle of life. To buy this “Fallen Angel” framed just click on the image… /
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Angel floating in the sky,headed off by placement of the US flag in the foreground. / Photoshop imaging
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Angel statue from Coburg cemetery Melbourne, I see this statue as an amazing piece of art, that emits an aura of calm and tranquility. /
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The gorgeous male duck stood proudly as though it was summer while it was almost -40˚c! Donation to charity / 50% of the proceeds of the sale of this image will be donated to Nature Canada Thought the colorful duck would like to contribute to the protection of his natural environment. :)
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My new wolf friend was determined to teach me how to howl after our shared lunch. He very “tenderly” took half of my sandwich from my offering hand with his mouth, lay it down on the ground and ate it layer by layer, slowly and savoringly, unlike my dog River, who would ALWAYS “wolf down” whatever is offered to her! :) So now he set out, just a few feet away, raised one front leg a tiny bit for emphasis and howled. I got down on all fours, copied the posture and did the same. Obviously he was a little dissatisfied with my learning so he repeated the whole thing another time. And this time he was happy with his pupil. What a patient teacher I had! :) Donation to charity / 50% of the proceeds of the sale of this image will be donated to Nature Canada
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There were many ducks in the little “live” stream that was surrounded by thick ice and deep snow and I caught three close-ups. Both males were looking towards the less colorful female and she was the only one who tried to look through the ice at her own reflection! So I thought perhaps narcissism does not only exist among mankind…. :) Donation to charity / 50% of the proceeds of the sale of this image will be donated to Nature Canada.
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The fawn looked as though she could not be more than a month old as her fur was all soft to touch and fluffy. She moved slowly and gently and looked into the lens, as if to say, “Hi, my name is Baby Fluffy”. :) I thought she was the cutest of all as she has long eye lashes and shinny tender eyes. And of course I’m pretty sure my “Baby Fluffy” would not mind if I donate the earning from her pretty face to save her environment. :) Donation to charity / 50% of the proceeds of the sale of this image will be donated to Nature Canada
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The brother and sister recognized River from last fall and they both came to say “hello”. The “brand-new” fawn followed suit as her brother and sister seemed to know us and thought of us as “friends”. :) Before they circled my overjoyed dog and they all ran off together, they first make sure that they got their spring morning “family photo” taken. :) Donation to charity / 50% of the proceeds of the sale of this image will be donated to Algonquin Park
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I hope there will be Peace for my children…. / I hope they will be “Peace Warriors”... “We need to think of the future and the planet we are going to leave to our children and their children.” / Kofi Annan B&W version: /
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Art by Saleire
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River and I drove for a couple of hours before dawn and got to a spot up on a little hill in the woods, kind of feeling “freezing to death”, so we thought we’d wake up the sun and this is when…. Donation to charity / 50% of the proceeds of the sale of this image will be donated to Nature Canada
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Sculpture upon a grave, on Père Lachaise cemetery (Paris, France).
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