Brass
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Little jewels, in unexpected places… door knocker: http://www.sxc.hu/photo/810422 / door background: http://www.sxc.hu/photo/973800 / brushes: Merrym http://merrym.deviantart.com / dragonfly,textures: my own ©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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This is an old school bell at a rural school. It is still being used to signal the change of lessons.
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Video is Here Or…> Here insted Can you read the little mans words below? (Added text is Bookshelf Symbol text) Nikon D60 ~ 18-55~ / Available light / Night time ~ Boston ~ 2009
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Another in my train series from the Train Museum at Thirlmere in the Southern Highlands of NSW (Australia) ... this time the old metal, drop-down handbasin. Landscapes Trees Cards EOD Rusty Flowers Architecture Macro CatchAll DM / / / / /
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A digital brass rubbing ….........
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Feng Shui teaches that 3 coins bound with the auspicious red ribbon is a powerful symbol that brings prosperity and abundance. For centuries the three good luck coins inside a red envelope have been given to family and friends to wish loved ones true prosperity. The act of giving the good luck coins spreads happiness and good luck to those who receive them. Tips for using these Chinese good luck symbols of wealth and prosperity -Many people keep the good luck coins in their wallets and purses encouraging wealth and prosperity. -Others hang the lucky coins from the inside of the door symbolising that prosperity has entered the house. -Business people often keep good luck coins in the cash register or tape them to the front of important files they are working on. /
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, / Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, / Silence the pianos and with muffled drum / Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead / Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead, / Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, / Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, / My working week and my Sunday rest, / My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; / I thought that love would last for ever:...I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; / Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; / Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. / For nothing now can ever come to any good. Auden “Door #9” evokes one of my most favourite of Auden poems…full of the passionate cri de coeur of a lover who has lost his/her love and speaks in the throes of overwhelming grief and despair….it is agonizing to read…the lover is gone…death? maybe not …just not here…no not here.... / I think many of us can identify with the powerful imagery in Audens verse…the cry in the last line resounds…it is a bitter cry straight from the heart Watercolour on Saunders Waterford Rough Paper.. / The lock in the middle of the wood panel symbolizes more than just a door that has been closed for long time..it is the end of something and there is no going back…the lock is rusted and there is no longer an opening. / “Nine is a very significant number, and references to it occurs in mythology, the occult, the Bible, to name a few, and in mathematical science it possesses properties and powers which are found in no other number….it is the number of finality or judgement”....from my painting 9 / The Key / The Red Doorknob / Door #6 / Door#5 / Door #4 / Door#3 / Door #2 / Door #1
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You don’t need to be born a faerie to be a faerie, if you’re an inventive steampunk, you can make your own wings! The (currently) last image in the Goths, Faeries and Lace series, and very close to my favourite of all time!
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/ “Door #4” is part of the Collection “Everyday Things” and is of course the fourth door…like Doors 1 and 2, it is not a painting, but a drawing, this time in Conte crayon…I love door knockers and refuse to add a bell to my front door…I polish mine so that it shines a welcome to all, but I made this one a bit oxidized, a little verdigrised to add some texture and interest to the painting…I never want to make it too literal... Conte crayon drawing on Clayboard Knock with tremor.. / These are Caesars.. / Should they be at Home / Flee as if you trod unthinking / On the Foot of Doom These receded to accostal / Centuries ago.. / Should they rend you with “How are you” / What have you to show? E. Dickinson / Door#3 / Door #2 / Door #1
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Vintage film circa 1940’s. / Sorry i dont have a link for you to watch but here are the / lyrics as far as i can get out; theres a shanty in the town / on a little fair ground / with the green grass growin all around, all round / the roofs all worn, so badly torn / till it tumbles to the ground / just top of that shack, thats built way back / about 25 feet from the railroad track / blinkers on my mind most all the time / keeps calling me back to my little ole shack / id be just as nassie as i lay so lazy / if i were a king, wouldnt mean a thing / put my boots on tall / read the writing on the wall / no it wouldnt mean a thing / not a god damn thing / theres a queen waiting there / in a rocking chair / just blowing her top on ‘gators there / lookin all around and im trucking on down / cos the wedding gets back at my shanty town BRING IN THE BRASS ! badaaa ba ba
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/ One quiet afternoon, I set about discovering all of the fine details in the beautiful Hotel Estherea. The attention to décor and placement of their objects and art, I soon discovered, was put together with a photographer’s keen eye, making the very best of the light. Over in one corner I discovered this five-feet-high, hand-hammered brass vase reflecting the window’s light. This window looks out upon the Canal. The gold and deep red brocade heavy curtains warmed the Light. I have uploaded this with no digital manipulation (with the exception of sizing and reducing noise). I have perhaps captured Rembrandt’s Light. (Amsterdam in May, 2009). A magical place indeed.
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/ ‘Is there anybody there?’ said the Traveller, / Knocking on the moonlit door; / And his horse in the silence champed the grasses / Of the forest’s ferny floor: / And a bird flew up out of the turret, / Above the Traveller’s head / And he smote upon the door again a second time; / ‘Is there anybody there?’ he said. / But no one descended to the Traveller; / No head from the leaf-fringed sill / Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes, / Where he stood perplexed and still. / But only a host of phantom listeners / That dwelt in the lone house then / Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight / To that voice from the world of men: / Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair, / That goes down to the empty hall, / Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken / By the lonely Traveller’s call. / And he felt in his heart their strangeness, / Their stillness answering his cry, / While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf, / ‘Neath the starred and leafy sky; / For he suddenly smote on the door, even / Louder, and lifted his head:- / ‘Tell them I came, and no one answered, / That I kept my word,’ he said. / Never the least stir made the listeners, / Though every word he spake / Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house / From the one man left awake: / Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, / And the sound of iron on stone, / And how the silence surged softly backward, / When the plunging hoofs were gone....Walter De La Mare The above poem is another of my favourites…I read it over and over again, picturing the dark night, the traveller knocking at the old door in the moonlight, and no answer but the echoes of spectral ghosts on the stairway inside… / There have been many different interpretations of this poem, (I have copied one below), but I think that if we chose a literal interpretation, it seems like it’s the middle of war and the traveller is bringing a message, but he is too late…they have all gone or are dead… / I chose to paint it as a semi abstract, painting a vignette of the door panels with three large iron rivets, (a triangle) to give a sense of massiveness, of a fortress or citadel, with just the glow of the moonlight in the centre, all the rest fading away into blurred ochres and siennas…to avoid being literal, I did not include a knocker…he would have used a staff or stick anyway... Watercolour and Acrylic on Saunders Waterford Rough Paper.. Below is one of the theories about the poem… The theme of the poem is the place of man in a universe which is far greater than he, and which he can neither connect with nor understand. It focuses on man’s state of isolation and disharmony with the natural world. Nature, as represented by the horse placidly munching on the grass and the bird frightened by the man’s disturbing clamor, is normally serene – it is only man who is anxious because of his separateness. The traveler tries to overcome his aloneness and establish meaning by fruitless seeking (knocking) and responsible living (keeping promises), but the natural world remains unyielding in keeping its distance, and the traveler continues on alone. Enotes.. / The Key / The Red Doorknob / Gone Away
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Iron Duke. HDR
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Busker in San Francisco.
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When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” / John 8:12 / /
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The controls of an old steam loco,
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Sold one matted print January 2009 /
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Untouched macro. Best viewed LARGE
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