Black seasonal
1042 creative works found
-
Black Throated Sparrows nest. Photo based mixed medium image.
-
Some fractal art for the Christmas season.
-
Best viewed LARGE
-
Best viewed LARGE
-
Thank you everyone for your lovely comments !! Available as a matted print , laminated print, mounted print, canvas print framed print and card . Summer And Polkadots / / Patterns#2Red Hill All Origional art work can be purchased through the artist. —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- Copyright notice: / All rights reserved. All images contained on these pages are © copyright protected by Mariska and any use of these images in any form without written permission will be considered an infringement of these copyrights.
-
Peace Lily / / /
-
/ “The Summer Knows” Is part of the Fall Collection....loose and free watercolour on Arches Paper…This painting is also part of the Lake of the Woods, Northern Ontario Series… The summer smiles, the summer knows / And unashamed, she sheds her clothes / The summer smoothes the restless sky / And lovingly she warms the sand on which you lie. The summer knows, the summer’s wise / She sees the doubts within your eyes / And so she takes her summer time / Tells the moon to wait and the sun to linger / Twists the world ‘round her summer finger / Lets you see the wonder of her arms. And if you’ve learned your lessons well / There’s little more for her to tell / One last caress, it’s time to dress for fall... UDO sings it for you… /
-
Best viewed LARGE
-
/ / also available products: / / / / / / Flying Witch
-
Mixed Media / All Origional art work can be purchased through the artist. —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- Copyright notice: / All rights reserved. All images contained on these pages are © copyright protected by Mariska and any use of these images in any form without written permission will be considered an infringement of these copyrights.
-
Featured in Seasonal Greeting Cards
-
A lonely park bench waiting for company in a cold winter day.
-
All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Anne Staub. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of any of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from myself is prohibited. All rights reserved.
-
/ __________________ Fictional traditional painting, 18×24 cm / Acrylics, gouache & watercolours on canvas. / Creation Date: 19.09.2009 everyday is halloween calendar series / A collection of grayscale paintings with limited amount of colours for a haunted calendar xx / Inspired by my little-honey co-host n HALLOWEEN group AnitaInverarity and her Cute and Creepy Calendar / IS IT HALLOWEEN YET / — / / — © All images copyright ROUBLE RUST / Spyridoula Bleta / All the images in this gallery are copyrighted, are NOT part of public domain & may not be reproduced, copied, edited, transmitted, uploaded, downloaded, or published in any way without my permission. Any violation of this copyright law will result in a lawsuit.
-
3D Hack Apophysis MUSIC
-
WINNER of the challenge Extreme Depth of Field Yellow Hypericum / Nikon D300 / Nikon 18-55mm / 1/100, f/5.0, ISO100
-
Nikon D300 / 18-200mm / 1/400 f/13.0 ISO1600 / HDR (1 shot) in Photomatix Pro3.2 / and PP in PS CS3
-
featured in I Got The Music In Me 11-21-2009 / featured in Color Me a Rainbow 11-19-2009 / featured in Spectacular Spirals 11-08-2009 / featured in Digital Artists United 11-06-2009 / featured in Live, Love, Dream 11-04-2009 It’s Winter-fall / Red skies are gleaming – oh - / Sea-gulls are flyin’ over / Swans are floatin’ by / Smoking chimney-tops / Am I dreaming… / Am I dreaming…? The nights draw in / There’s a silky moon up in the sky – yeah - / Children are fantasising / Grown-ups are standin’ by / What a super feeling / Am I dreaming… / Am I dreaming…? / woh-woh-woh-woh (dreaming) / So quiet and peaceful / Tranquil and blissful / There’s a kind of magic in the air / What a truly magnificent view / A breathtaking scene / With the dreams of the world / In the palm of your hand (dreaming) / A cosy fireside chat / A little this, a little that / Sound of merry laughter skippin’ by / Gentle rain beatin’ on my face / What an extraordinary place! / And the dreams of the child / Is the hope of the man It’s all so beautiful / Like a landscape painting in the sky – yeah - / Mountains are zoomin’ higher – mm - / Little girls scream an’ cry / My world is spinnin’ and spinnin’ and spinnin’ / It’s unbelievable / Sends me reeling / Am I dreaming… / Am I dreaming…? / Oooh – it’s bliss Created with Incendia & Apophysis
-
Nikon D60 / Nikon 18-55mm / 1/60 f/8.0 ISO180, as is
-
Fictional digital painting made with Photoshop. / Full view please / Made especially for our new group / BLACK XMAS —-— / / -—— © All images copyright ROUBLE RUST / Spyridoula Bleta / All the images in this gallery are copyrighted, are NOT part of public domain & may not be reproduced, copied, edited, transmitted, uploaded, downloaded, or published in any way without my permission. Any violation of this copyright law will result in a lawsuit.
-
featured in If It Doesn’t Belong 11-20-2009 / featured in Imaginative Realism 11-19-2009 They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me it I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one / She stared in my eyes and smiled / For her lips were the colour of the roses / That grew down the river, all bloody and wild When he knocked on my door and entered the room / My trembling subsided in his sure embrace / He would be my first man, and with a careful hand / He wiped out the tears that ran down my face They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me it I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day On the second day I brought her a flower / She was more beautiful than any woman I’d seen / I said, “Do you know where the wild roses grow, / so sweet and scarlet and free?” On the second day he came with a single red rose / He said: “Give me your loss and your sorrow” / I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed / “If I show you the roses will you follow?” They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me that I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day On the third day he took me to the river / He showed me the roses and we kissed / And the last thing I heard was a muttered word / As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow / And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief / And I kissed her goodbye, said, “All beauty must die” / And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me it I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day / For my name was Eliza Day / For my name was Eliza Day / / /
-
Wales, UK / Nikon D300 / Nikkor 18-200mm / HDR in Photomatix Pro / 1 shot, handheld / PP in PS CS3 including Orton Effect
RedBubble is a great place to find art, design, photos and writing from over 80,000 talented people.
You can buy their stuff
On stunning greeting cards, awesome t-shirts or beautiful prints to hang on your walls.
Risk Free Returns
It’s really simple. If you’re not happy with your purchase for any reason, we’ll fix it.
About RedBubble
Since February 2007 we’ve shipped over 330,800 items to more than 70 countries around the world.
Join In
Sign up for your free account, upload your work, join some groups and share your creative genius with the world.