Blood red
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Blood for oil. It’s a world wide suicide. Other versions :
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Blood for oil. It’s a world wide suicide. Other versions :
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Sorry I haven’t been around lately.. Had the dratted flu! Thought I’d mix up the lunar world! :)
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What did you get up to the night the moon turned blood red? / This is a relief solarplate print, scanned and coloured in Photoshop. I did a colour relief printed, hand coloured version after I had played with the colours on the pc. / Currently on display at Alice & Co. 159 Brunswick St, Fitzroy, Wednesdays and Sunday afternoons.
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A stencil I did a while back of Tadanobu Asano as Kakihara in Takashi Miike’s ‘Ichi the Killer’. Thought I would play around with a photo of it in photoshop a bit to create a new design. Wanted to keep it looking gritty and stencil like and here is the finished result.
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Limited to 10
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I took this photo in my front yard of a slightly withered red rose. The colour of the rose was so saturated that it caught my eye. I then played around with the contrast, exposure, and brightness to end up with this, I hope you like it.
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My first Zombie-related illustration, but definitely not my last.
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“All the charm of all the Muses… / often flowering in a lonely word.” Alfred, Lord Tennyson Face: SD-stock http://sd-stock.deviantart.com/art/Spring-Wall-Hanging-63930447 / Textures: Hibbary http://hibbary.deviantart.com/art/paper-textures-75974801 / Brushes: Merrym http://merrym.deviantart.com / Swirls: http://www.sxc.hu/photo/941243 / Smoke: http://www.sxc.hu/photo/704194 / All else: My own photo stock ©2007-2008 Aimee Stewart, Foxfires / All of my artwork and photographs are © All Rights Reserved Worldwide. / My artwork and photos do not belong to the public domain.
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The Redbubble member who nominated my work is Rocketchook and this is what the had to say about this image: “The message is so powerful in this picture , let alone the skills and creativity involved in actually producing it . Stunning , jaw dropping art.” Nominated into the group Pay It Forward. Model: EViL-KiTTie-stock.deviantart.com Every day men and women are having cosmetic / surgery to appear as if they were on the red carpet / in Hollywood. They want to feel and look “perfect”, / there is no such thing, the word shouldn’t even / exist! To be “perfect” is a flaw in it’s self. Further / information and statistics can be read here: 2007 Surgical Highlights I didn’t want to take the smaller / version of Stitched Smile down / after it had so many views, favs / and comments. This one will be / here to enable prints.
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Adobe Illustrator and Wacom Winning design in the Redbubble London Calling t-shirt challenge. Cruel Britannia II – Big Ben Cruel Britannia III – the Duelist
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disconnected connection limited edition of 25,numbered and signed / Hahnemuehle Bamboo rag art paper 60×80cms @ / $390.- including postage / please contact me directly / jess.tremp@gmail.com other limited edition prints here
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Paragliding
by messaLyrics are from t.A.T.u’s “White Robes” song: Flying bullets / Hit the targets / Wings and halos / Five to seven In this white robe / Through the darkness / Paragliding / Back to heaven
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The Scream is basically a piece about violence against women, a subject that really sensitizes me not only for being a woman, but also for being human and for dreaming and working for a better world based on respect and equality. I didn’t want a piece that was oppressing or showed only the pain of the violence or abuse. I wanted something dynamic, that could have a “voice”, that could help people to reflect about how to change things. The symbolism of the piece is quite simple and direct. There’s a dual figure in the center. She might be the same woman in two different attitudes, if you like. The red-haired one is scared and in pain. She holds her bleeding heart and wears a mask to keep herself hidden from judgment or other losses. She might be the one who was raped in a party after drinking too much, the one who was abused for a family member but preferred to hide in order to do not cause disturbances in the family, the one who was beaten for her husband but kept silent for fear of losing her children. She might be one of the Congo women. She might be me, or you. The black-haired woman doesn’t wear a mask. She is screaming – although sometimes I think that she is in fact singing. What she releases from within herself is a bird, red as life. Is the desire for freedom from a world conquered by force, not love. She screams her right to be treated as a human being instead of a second-class citizen, as a partner instead of a subordinate. Her right to express her own ideas and have their own attitudes without being demonized for them. There are also masks at the bottom, a pile of masks without faces behind them. They once belonged to women who decided to scream instead of keep silent and anonymous. That decided to stop pretending that that’s how the world is and there’s nothing that can be done to change it. But there’s so much one can do just by having a voice… And use it to demand respect for being human is urgent.
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...Thx so much to clipics ..for their wonderful words below and poem…...The battle is often great. It is a battle we are seldom ready for…. Paul tells us, “our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against…the spiritual forces of evil” (Eph. 6:12f).. am feeling a great love for our warriors today..wherever they may be…..In Flanders Fields .. is one of the most famous poems written during World War I and … “the poppies grow” could refer to spreading blood … ‘Thinking of you’..first….sold laminated print to a mystery buyer on redbubble woohoo lol! . ..Flowers in Winter” by kind permission of clipics / featured in ‘Outsiders’ / The photograph is so familiar / I know it’s details through and through / It’s just a piece of mem’rabilia / And yet I see it now as new / A handsome boy of barely twenty / So grown up and yet so raw / A face so bright with hope in plenty / A handsome boy who fought a war But speak my heart I can’t begin to / For the words I can’t compose / An old man loved is flowers in winter / Daddy you’re my christmas rose The photograph has scarcely faded / But the man is sorely changed / He finds it hard to walk unaided / For youth and he are long estranged / And yet these eyes that saw such sorrow / Never flinch and shine the same / Ah nature lends and we but borrow / For a while this mortal frame But speak my heart I can’t begin to / For the words I can’t compose / An old man loved is flowers in winter / Daddy you’re my christmas rose The world he fought for is passing from us / And stronger values move offstage / I am but weak, a doubting Thomas / Just a product of my age / This life of ours is less distuinguished / We stand in awe of such esprit / And when that courage is extinguished / Then we shall all the poorer be But speak my heart I can’t begin to / For the words I can’t compose / An old man loved is flowers in winter / Daddy you’re my christmas rose Dillie Keane; Fascintaing Aida:written for her Father….
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DARK ALICE SERIES Pen and Ink and Gouache on Watercolour Paper FEATURED IN ALT May 2009 ORIGINAL AVAILABLE- A5 £25 + P&P
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This is probably the MOST personal thing I have ever done, and emotionally this has been a murder of the soft spoken, try to blend in, don’t attract attention, be still and she will go away side of me. I was up all night creating this image and I finished the poem this morning. This is the beginning of my exorcism where the pain and hurt have grown and festered for many years. I had to watch the murder of my meek side in order to find the strength to move forward. Vonne The Rabbit Inside Me Is Dead / Today I watched as you committed your vile act / Watched as you began your attack / I have watched in silence for too long / Watched you spread lies with diseased tongue / Watched as you deceived the innocents / Watched as you pointed the finger at everyone / The fault always was another’s and never you / So mother it saddens me to say / When you attacked one of mine / That was the final injury / I saw only red… / Now the rabbit inside me is dead. / Y. Emerson 05-2009 Thank you for these features. I am truly honored!
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This is a tiled fractal. The gradient is my own. I used Apophysis 2.08eta2 to make this fractal. 09-04-09 /
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Comes to my attention, i should clarify about this piece. It is a mixed pencil and digital. It was drawn and shaded in pencil then scanned and digitally edited and painted.
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Give It Up Give it up to give it up / You know what’s on my mind / Give it up to give it up / You’ve been wastin’ too much time / You know you got what I want / You come on, you’re ‘bout to blow my mind / Can you dig it? / Give it up to give it up girl / You’ve been a wastin’ too much time / Give it up to give it up girl / You know what’s on my mind / Ah don’t wait another longer! Patiently I’ve waited baby, waited just for you / and I ain’t gonna move and act / till you do what you’re supposed to do / You got your thing together, and I can dig it too / and that’s the very reason baby / I’m stickin’ here with you / Give it up to give it up girl / You know what I’m talkin’ about / You can dig it, give it up to give it up girl / Yeah, make me shout Give it to me! / Give it to me! Give it to me! Give it up to give it up girl / Oh baby don’t take so long / It’s right around the corner / I’m gonna get it & bring it home / Give it, to give it up child / Oh make me shout / Give it to give it up girl / That’s what I’m talkin’ about Give it to me! / Give it to me! / Give it to me! / Give it to me! / That’s right baby / Now you just give it to me…... Lee Dorsey / From the True Blood Soundtrack
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