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Oil painting /
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Pendergast Hut at Mount Buller, after one of the first snowfalls of the season. Other Landscapes ... More Mountains ... More Mt Buller ...
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Taken a few miles east of Leicester, near Allexton. Its that time in the UK, just before the wheat gets harvested – heavy heads beginning to nod gently under the weight of the grain, and the weather unable to decide whether it is summer or not, threatening to flatten the crop, just it is ready. Leicestershire is full of distant horizons like this, and the Barley is all but in now, much of the ground already having been put under the plough in readiness for the next crop.
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Face like tree in the woods, autumn time 2007
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New England, / October in Boston. over Charles river. / New England / Nikon D60 / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / Featured in the group Falling Leaves on December 15, 2008 Featured in the group Seasonal ‘Scapes on February 15, 2009 1st place in the challenge Rivers, Creeks, and Streams on February 19, 2009 Featured in the group Alphabet Soup on March 9, 2009 / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / / same day, same place image: /
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Digital collage
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A digitally re-painted version of my original photograph “Autumn” below. Photography and Editing: Jennifer Woodward © 2008.
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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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Digital collage from photographs
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Pencil drawing, self-portrait
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After a storm I went on my roof to see if there were any cool clouds to shoot, but I found this great rainbow. I tweaked it a little to help make the colors pop a little.
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Mixed medium painting of an abstract with desert earth tones.
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A spiral weather vane or wind vane made of colorful strips of cloth and sprockets, is captured in a way that creates an abstract. A succession of the same wind vane from stationary to fast rotation, from sharp to blurry. —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / *—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—
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featured in Globes, Sphere’s and Curves 05-16-2009 / featured in Music Inspired Art 04-22-2009 (nr 2 in the April Showers Challenge in MUSIC INSPIRED ART with a wink to René Magritte) / MUSIC Hi (Hi) – Were your Weather Girls (Uh-huh) / And have we got news for you (You better listen) / Get ready all you lonely girls, And leave those umbrellas at home (Alright) Humidity is risin (Ooh, risin) / Barometers gettin low-ow (How low girl), uh-oh / According to all sources (What sources now) / The streets the place to go (We better hurry up) Cause tonight for the first time (First time) / Just about half past ten (Half past te-en) / For the first time in history / Its gonna start raining men (Start raining men) Its rainin’ men, Hallelujah, Its rainin’ men, Ame-en / Im gonna go out, Im gonna let myself get, Absolutely soakin’ wet Its raining men, Hallelujah, Its raining men, every specimen / Tall, blond, dark and lean, Rough and tough and strong and mean God bless Mother Nature, Shes a single woman too / She took on the heavens, And she did what she had to do-hoo She fought every angel, She rearranged the sky-y / So that each and every woman, Could find the perfect guy-uy Hallelujah, its rainin’ men, yeah Take it Humidity is risin (Humidity is risin) Yea-eah-eah-yeah-eah / Barometers gettin low (Its getting low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low) / (Oh, it’s getting low), According to all sources (According to all sour-ources) / According to all sources , The streets the place to go-o Cause tonight for the first ti-ime (First time) / Just about half past ten (Half past te-en) / For the first time in history / Its gonna start raining men (Gonna start raining men) Its raining men (Woo), Hallelujah, Its rainin’ men, Amen / Its rainin’ men, Hallelujah, Its rainin’ men, Amen Its raining men, (All this rain) Hallelujah, Its raining men, Amen / Baseshapes in Incendia, background in Apophysis
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My first attempt of a sailing brig in rough seas, was a bit of a headache, but I love the result. / Vue 6 infinite
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I have a poem I am working on with the feeling of storms involved. I am a sucker for the experience one gets in strong weather and felt this storm the other night deserved to be observed as a vibration unto itself. So there is the Goddess and The Gods written about these amazing events and I felt my way to producing a piece that depicts them and us.
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Quarter horse in pasture with storm clouds moving in.
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Nikon D60 + PS effects
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For the Flower Power Project Screensaver ___ 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. / © 2007 Joyce Dickens: Using my images for any purpose and in any way, without prior permission, may lead to legal action.
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