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229 creative works found
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The sound of birds early in the morning. Best music of all… Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing 37 X 42 inches / 94 X 1107 cm Original : / $3000 AU – excluding p&p from Melbourne, Australia / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / ....................................................................................
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Click on the image below to see the entire artwork / Excerpt Two is a detailed section of the original painting “Finches On Parade” . Which is about the communal abstract chatter that one encounters when in amongst a crowd of like-minded personalities. / I have chosen not to emphasize the precise detail of each bird but rather their general shape as they caper around, to give the impression of constant movement. Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing Original : / refer to See The Entire Artwork link above / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / .........................................................................................
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Sales of this Design? – 2 sales so far :) / / / ‘Beach Buddies’ Series card by Karin Taylor Rockpool Therapy was created using sepia ink for the spontaneous fast flow of the outlines, and inks and watered down acrylics with a touch of pastel here and there for the rest. There are days when a visit to the rockpools does wonders for my soul! / To share a visit to the rockpools with one’s friends is even better.
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Click on the image below to see the entire artwork / Excerpt One is a detailed section of the original painting “Finches On Parade” . Which is about the communal abstract chatter that one encounters when in amongst a crowd of like-minded personalities. / I have chosen not to emphasize the precise detail of each bird but rather their general shape as they caper around, to give the impression of constant movement. Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing Original : / refer to See The Entire Artwork link above / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / ...................................................................................
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Acrylic On Canvas For those who may not be that familiar with Phoebe, she’s a patchwork bunny doll and the baby of the trio. She enjoys putting on all kinds of quirky caps and hats, she is never seen without them! And of course that earring on that left ear, she’s quite proud of it, she likes to think of herself as the funkiest patchwork bunny around :D Here she is….lugging her favourite toys around, finding someone to share her toys with :D / / You can view or buy my other “Phoebe’s Playtim” creations from my Zazzle Gallery: /
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/ / Blue Water Nymph / Prints by Karin Taylor / original on pastel paper / media used ink, pastel, charcoal / great summer time fun in the sun! / / Customers are welcome to email enquiries to karintaylor@exemail.com.au / /
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/ Pinata Pony Horses Ladies Lace Up Shoe @ Zazzle / Pinata Pony Horses Children’s Slip on Shoe @ Zazzle / More Clothes in this design @ Zazzle Pinata Party Pony Family / by Karin Taylor / This Pinata Party Pony Family loves a good time! / Perfect for babies, nurseries, birthdays, party girls and boys, and kids rooms!! / A very happy piece of art, that comes in poster size as well as prints, stretched canvas, framed, mounted, matted or laminated! Also could be used for the Party Game Pin the Tail on the Donkey / The kids get the chance to win a prize for either getting the Dad, the Mum or the Baby pony, three chances!!!! / / / / / Pinata Party Pony Family TShirt / Mug available at zazzle / / Apron available at zazzle / / Mouse Pad available at zazzle / / Various other tshirt styles including baby wear available at zazzle / / Party Invitations Postcards front and back available at zazzle in packs of 8 / / Bag @ Zazzle / Bag @ Zazzle
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This is just a composition I happened to like. It’s intentionally upside down compared to the original, hence some of the inspiration for the name. I hope you like it.
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Final image of the “Alice’s Dream” series Pen & Ink Freehand 18 X 12 inches / 46 X 31 cm Original : / Sold / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / .........................................................................
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Click on the image below to see the entire artwok / Excerpt Three is a detailed section of the original painting “Finches On Parade” . Which is about the communal abstract chatter that one encounters when in amongst a crowd of like-minded personalities. / I have chosen not to emphasize the precise detail of each bird but rather their general shape as they caper around, to give the impression of constant movement. Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing Original : / refer to See The Entire Artwork link above / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / ....................................................................................
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She balances on the tip of her own world while in her hands she balances our own….. RB Shirt Version: / Mousepads: / Other Print Options: /
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This is the actual shape of the canvas The shape of the canvas becomes an integral part of this painting to enhance the illusion of a three dimensional object. / “Metaphor For A Metaphor” is about our predilection for categorizing everything that we experience, whether it fits into our scheme of things or not. And then, ultimately, resorting to using metaphors when we can’t.. / Hence the box which is distorted out of context… The round peg into a square hole that we seem to love the most…. Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing 51 X 35 inches / 88 X 130 cm Original : / $3500 AU – excluding p&p from Melbourne, Australia / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / ...........................................................................................
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The party’s never over when you’re having fun. . . Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing 20 X 36 inches / 51 X 92 cm Original : / Sold / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / ............................................................................................
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20×24” oil painting on canvas Part of NIN Year Zero inspired series, and is inspired by the instrumetal track of the same title. city and apocalypse. the air we breathe…water we drink…there is no hope and only ourselves to blame. THINK FOR YOURSELF, QUESTION AUTHORITY! draw your OWN conclusions about our government!
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sequel to “Alice’s Dream” Pen & Ink Freehand 18 X 12 inches / 46 X 31 cm Original : / Sold / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / ........................................................................
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A non-traditional Thanksgiving Card. Yay for Anime and Cosplay! :D The first in my small series of Thanksgiving Cosplay Cards.
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Acrylics & oil pastel on canvas 2008 Copyright. All Rights Reserved to Mariam Muradian. This painting was directly inspired by one of the visions I had in the Native American “Deeksha” Healing/Blessing on New Year’s Eve. My eyes were closed. / I saw penetrating yellow light pouring and radiating out from behind my eyes. I was able to see things in a “Maxfield Parrish way” again. Now consider from whence I have come….. August 2006 I was given a drug to assist my heart; helping to end 40 years of continual “heart attack magnitude” chest pain and to keep me from slipping in and out of consciousness. It was a new, still somewhat experimental, drug on the market….aka “expensive”. In January 2007, after my 13th heart surgery, the drug was increased to get me past a difficult recovery. I began having elevating pressures in my eyes and pain like knives inside my eyes. Very rapidly I lost my peripheral vision, my color vision, and my central vision. My eyes had become extremely light sensitive; I was given the darkest glasses. This was in the middle of painting The Genetic Bill of Rights Painting Series. I had to sort my colored paints into shades of grey (which I fell into quite naturally from my formal art training); I continued to paint in color even though I could not tell you what color it was, apart from some incredibly intuitive color vibrations I would get; sometimes I could even hear the color. The signature piece of that series was painted when I had only a sliver of vision remaining in my left eye. / Because I had so little sensitive vision left, the Blind Society deemed it unreliable and trained me blindfolded. I painted the signature piece 80% blindfolded. It was a beyond trippy time for me!!! During this whole loss of vision, I had the Blind Society coming to my home to train me in skills and navigation. I was taught to use a blind cane. I learned to type and use voice recognition software. I was learning to cook by sound. One day I set out to get the mail: I was gone for two hours, had fallen into a bush, and returned with no mail in hand! I was so overwhelmed and challenged. After much painful testing, it was decided that the new drug was the cause of the blindness. I was left with a lousy choice and no guarantees from the medical community. In October 2007, I found myself a long way from home, down a road that I didn’t like nor was I sure I could reverse, go back to the fork in the road, and choose again. Morphine and the runaway bobsled to hell! So I stopped the drug! I began Chinese Tong Ren. / Miraculously, my sight returned, color too! My peripheral is still not as it was before the drug…..whose complaining?!!! Painting is like candy to me now; I was born with the gift, but now it means even more! My mind and soul are still playing catch up with all that happened. I do not understand the “taking” or the “giving back” of it all…..maybe it is for the comfort of others? I suppose the worst way to come away from such a trial would be with a “metaphorically myopic soul”? (I would like to hear your comments on my last statement, please. Write.) What we see can be such a distracting illusion to the essence of what is really there. Oddly, sometimes I miss the darkness. I remember the lessons of the darkness. As my Father would say, “I have made the circumference.” / Gratitude does not even begin to cover it!.... ~Mariam Muradian See the other paintings in this series! /
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Copyright 2004 Mariam Muradian. All rights reserved. I painted this series, including this painting, after hang gliding at 10,000 feet! / That perspective and that experience changes you forever in a split second! Oil pastels , acrylics, and charcoal on canvas. CLICK ON SAME IMAGE IN MY JOURNAL UNDER “MY FLYING ART MOVIE” TO SEE THE SERIES SLIDE SHOW!
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Acrylics & oil pastel on canvas This painting is the inspiration for a poem by CC Arshagra. I am honored. “PAIN’S MIGHT … Oh The Tender Soul Of It All” The wound is, and life lands / To lose youth to pain’s age / Tomorrows came to cover you / And the hemorrhaging of it all To mind days of love’s endless battle with will / The treatments and drugs and the scalpels’ tear sealed / Whilst lo, your guard of love protected receiving / The subject of: You are an object to save The study and practice of treating the unknown / The science of mystery fed by narcotics / An oath of God-nature with a license to heal / Controlled by the most faithful desperate pleas pricing Oh how—God would teach you—the long ends of pain / How love’s guilt could rear up your sins living end / The will of your love for life grew ever-strong / Till here alone your plight withstood the fell time The wound is, and living life lands / To win wars of pain and rest not: more the same / To conquer controlling your dividing mind vice / To be love and be all wars’ opposites vying Then lo, time’s technology beat what is mortal / The heart was not going to kill you—The mother / What pain now knew so did your fight to recover / And Death’s loss was measured by what war was won? Then the day comes to know you cannot survive death / You cannot defeat life, love, or your soul’s self / There is no war questioning how your soul forms / Long—you are still here, (lost?) fighting with pain So you lay down your arms and say ‘Let the storms come,’ / And lo, what you always have known as defeat / Was a storm’s profound calm, and immeasurable peace / Your fight to fix life broken—fell to its knees To undergo living life here—sow to grow / You gave your fists hands to touch Death’s not alone / And you unfurled your wings here to span the whole globe / But were rained on by stones you have thrown Now all that pain taught you was still close at hand / You have only to move your mind’s wrathful command / And crush all things mortal with suffering’s might / And price your pride is wrong and paid by you’re right How pain has (constantly) taught you so well / But who lives within one sane heavenly hell? / If nothing is just the beginning of life / And death is a gift earned by one’s honest path Yet in pain’s domain—all wars cannot be one / For pain less its life, fears your own wholeness shared / Pain can not grasp not protecting its face / Its purpose is to trust no one but itself A dichotomy of answers held hands stretched apart / And mind you they never must form one love’s cup / To pool the world quenching pain’s love beyond thirst / And keep not the share of all swallowing others Forever pain weighs it must not grow extinct / Its powers of fortune fear losing its’ plight / But love comes and offers it freedom from this: / Fore-save pains lost knowledge of healing itself And the wound is, and now life lands upon the future was / Living has reached your eyes’ soul / And blindness has forced you to see your soul’s ravel / Through the loom of Good’s Evil & Evil’s Good travels Soul steps are here, as it all turns too real. / Physical stones tied to spirit’s unknown / By webs of raw innocence; faultless at birth / Blamed now and weighed at survival’s sane cliff Being’s form growing has gifted you this / The days are now filling with priceless relief / And more now what lessens inverted dimensions / Still your wing’s flights are delayed by flight lessons Sum love impossible is being born / How you cry at the gorge of your brain’s fabric torn / For pain is a headstone awaiting its’ site / But peace of mind can’t find its plot on this earth It’s here; being born, like the nose on your face / Now the wind gives you all the breath you need / The healing choice of pain ends; old wounds will die / Lay down your harm-laden weapons of fault For all faults are done! / There is no reward! / You are here now! / Harm none; include self! Live you are / Hereby one self and no more / Respect death’s gift / Moment by soul-moments form Heal pain and others will be led by you / Heal pain and other will be healed by you / Let go of pain’s will / For this is Your choice © Copyright 1/9/2008 C.C. Arshagra / From “the Poetry of good-bye” Series and collention (Unpublished work)
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I bid you adieu... for awhile
by Patricia MontgomeryHello to all my RB friends, I want to thank everyone who has taken the time to offer encouragement with lovely comments on my work. U…
Hello to all my RB friends, I want to thank everyone who has taken the time to offer encouragement with lovely comments on my work. Unfortunately, I am going to be unable to reciprocate with regular comments on your work for awhile. My watchlist has gotten so large that it has become impossible to keep up. As much as I would like to sit all day long and comment on your wonderful images (spoken like a true RB addict – LOL!), I now have many personal commitments that will limit my time here. The fruit is ripening on the trees and the pecans are falling with the high winds we have had. It is canning time (applesauce, pear preserves, pear and apple butter) and time to get those pecans off the ground and packaged for sale. We have dear friends arriving from Canada for a visit around Thanksgiving next month so I must also get my house back in order. It is suffering from RB-induced neglect. My part-time photography business has also begun to pick up. I have images from a shoot that I must download and start working on. I also have a personal photography website that is not finished and needs my attention. With all these commitments and the holidays fast approaching, I must be realistic and put Redbubble lower on my priority list. This saddens me as I have so enjoyed viewing your work and getting to know so many of you. I will continue to be active with my co-host duties for the Route 66 group and the Georgia group. I do use the RB bubblesite to advertise my photography business so you will occasionally see new work being uploaded. However, please do not feel that you have to comment on my images. Since I won‘t be able to comment on your work on a regular basis, I will understand if you use your time on RB to comment on the work of other, more active members. That is how it should be! I’ll be around but just not as often. Patricia
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Here’s one that I thought would be perfect for Ronni Leigh’s group: Children’s story and art. ... a classic fairy princess outside her magicasl castle.
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Acrylics & oil pastel on canvas
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This is the actual shape of the canvas This is where the entire shape of the canvas itself becomes an integral part of the overall theme. The canvas is tapered to give the illusion that the top of the canvas is leaning back and the bottom is protruding forward towards the viewer. / The blue represents both the waves of the ocean and the point where the horizon line of the ocean and sky meet. / The seagull itself is reduced down to its barest essential shape and color. With one wing up and one wing down representing the seagull’s constant wing movement as it seems to hover above the seascape. Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing 67 bottom X 31 top X 61 height inches / 170 bottom X 79 top X 92 height cm Original : / $3000 AU – excluding p&p from Melbourne, Australia / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / .......................................................................................
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A nice calmative black and white photo.
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