Black winding
277 creative works found
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Life is just like dandelions. When the wind comes, they leave, but they won’t disappear. They are just going to a new place to start a new life…
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“Anyone who says that sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain”. This pretty much sums up how I feel about it! / 100% Photoshop This tutorial was a big help! Inspired by Summer Rain by ATB
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This old tree stands on top a gnarly peak on the far east border of Glassier National Park where the long and great plans suddenly and somewhat unexpectedly jump up in a shear wall of stone. It was not alone but stood with the corpses of many other trees who for some reason or other had ceased being able to live in the hostile environment that had given them birth and carved their living flesh into such masterpieces of wood. This one, though, this one was different. It was bigger and more warped and had lived far longer then any of its brethren or children that lay scatted about, and something in the way the silver wood gleamed, something in the way that it reached so far, forever seeking shelter from the wind, left me standing in awe.
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I took two photos of this dandelion flower to get all of the parts in focus and then merged the two together.
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© Claire McAdams / ALL RIGHTS RESERVED I have been fighting with many people that I love lately and I feel like I am just being tossed around by my emotions. I am at home and remembered I had this awesome dress and wanted to do some shots in it so I tried to capture a jump shot in which I looked like I was just flying aimlessly, because that’s kind of how I feel. I thought texture added something cool here but I kept a copy without it because I really like how it looks both with and without texture.
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Electra © Cadence Gamache
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Its late at night, you are restless, can’t sleep. A walk on the beach seems like a fine idea. No one is around. Just the sounds of the waves and the wind. The lonely wail of an offshore buoy, consistent and haunting. / You hear the sounds of your feet as you walk through the sand toward the path to the beach. / Nearing the path you wonder if it was such a good idea to walk out here alone at night. You hear rustling, the wind, you wonder? The buoy, beating it’s tune to the rhythm of the waves. A fog rolling in, brings a feel of unease to you. Looking down the path you wonder. Should I go? What was that sound? You strain to hear, but the sound of the waves and the wind leave you wondering if you really heard anything at all. And suddenly, the hairs on your arms rise….....
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This was taken at Swansea, Newcastle NSW, Australia. The water around this place is absolutley amazing – the most beautiful blues I have ever seen…unfortunately not so good for capturing in IR…but I managed to get the sky to turn out like the colour of the water. Honestly, that’s the colour of the water. / / / / / / / / / / /
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Photoshop CS2. Digital Emotive Portrait.
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Watch the Video HERE When this began / I had nothing to say / And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me / I was confused / and I let it all out to find / That I’m not the only person with these things in mind / Inside of me / but all the vacancy the words revealed / Is the only real thing that I’ve got left to feel / Nothing to lose, / just stuck hollow and alone / And the fault is my own and the fault is my own I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real / I wanna let go of the pain I’ve held so long / Erase all the pain till it’s gone / I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m close to something real / I wanna find something I’ve wanted all along / Somewhere I belong And I’ve got nothing to say / I can’t believe I didn’t fall right down on my face / I was confused, / looking everywhere only to find / That it’s not the way I had imagined it all in my mind / So what am I, / what do I have but negativity / Cause I can’t justify the way everyone is looking at me / Nothing to lose, / nothing to gain, hollow and alone / And the fault is my own and the fault is my own I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real / I wanna let go of the pain I’ve held so long / Erase all the pain till it’s gone / I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m close to something real / I wanna find something I’ve wanted all along / Somewhere I belong I will never know myself until I do this on my own / And I will never feel anything else until my wounds are healed / I will never be anything till I break away from me / I will break away, I’ll find myself today I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real / I wanna let go of the pain I’ve held so long / Erase all the pain till it’s gone / I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m close to something real / I wanna find something I’ve wanted all along / Somewhere I belong I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I´m / Somewhere I belong / I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I´m / Somewhere I belong / Somewhere I belong Linkin Park
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3 Photographs I took of my sister at the beach feeding the birds. I put them together in Photoshop :) / Blog Website
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Amongst all its friends, this mill stands alone… / Calling sand and heat its happy home! / CREATION INFORMATION Medium: Scenic/Travel/Digital Photography, Mixed Media Design. Techniques: Digital Cross Processing & Photo Illustration/Manipulation. Tools: Digital Camera, Photoshop CS2. Shooting Location: Palm Springs, CA NOTES: This “windmill” is part of the famous “desert windmills” that are just outside Palm Springs. I just happened to find this one all alone. This is NOT a collage…it is all one singular photograph, only lighting and filters were adjusted. / ALSO AVAILABLE / Power to the Masses T-Shirts /
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a scene from my flip book.
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come home… from here… my mind… my soul… / strictly out of my head / no model / no reference saturday 07 26 08 / acrylic on wood / 24”x24” .
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100% of proceeds received from Redbubble in respect to sales of this item, will be donated to Bush Heritage Australia Photo of Gentoo Penguins on an iceberg in a snow storm with a freezing wind blowing. The slick on the water (top left hand side) is the sea beginning to freeze. / Photo taken in the Lemaire Channel Antarctic Peninsular
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We had a really big storm here this afternoon and I managed to capture a lightening bolt….. in IR….I told you I never take off the filter…lol This is looking out my backdoor. I had a 10sec exposure and an aperture of 5.0 – it’s a little dark…but the sky was actually really dark too so there wasn’t much light around and I know the composition is not brilliant…. but I’m still really pleased with it.
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Copyrights Tabitha Borges 2007 / http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i124/rose2823/445586-1-wishing.jpg
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Watch the Video here He’s a stranger to some / And a vision to none / He can never get enough / Get enough of the world. For a fortune he’d quit / But it’s hard to admit / How it ends and begins. On his face is a map of the world / (A map of the world) / On his face is a map of the world / (A map of the world). From yesterday, it’s coming / From yesterday, the fear / From yesterday, it calls him / But he doesn’t want to read the message here. On a mountain he sits / Not of gold but of shit / Through the blood he can learn / See the lives that he took. From the council of one / He’ll decide when he’s done with the innocent. On his face is a map of the world / (A map of the world) / On his face is a map of the world / (A map of the world). From yesterday, it’s coming / From yesterday, the fear / From yesterday, it calls him. But he doesn’t want to read the message / He doesn’t want to read the message / He doesn’t want to read the message here. On his face is a map of the world. From yesterday, it’s coming / From yesterday, the fear / From yesterday, it calls him / But he doesn’t want to read the message here. From yesterday, from yesterday / From yesterday, the fear / From yesterday, from yesterday / But he doesn’t want to read the message / He doesn’t want to read the message / He doesn’t want to read the message here 30 Seconds To Mars
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Windswept whitby in North Yorkshire with sand streaming across the beach and cloud looming overhead.
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A real life experience… This painting was inspired by the episode of Lord Shiva and Maa Kaali in the Hindu mythology……an unstoppable dance of destruction…so Lord Shiva had to lie down in Maa Kaali’s way to put an end to this…She stumbles…her tongue juts out in remorse…as she realizes that She was about to step on the Lord, Her Creator Himself…as the legend goes… Original / Oil-on-canvas / 24 X 20 inches
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