Ever felt this way? / . /
Surrealistic Digital Art / / / / Mousepads in Zazzle / / / / MCN: C2AE1-743D1-04893 / / © Imber 2007. All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Imber. 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 the artist is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved.
Thoughts Rain Down - Thanks for looking. Re-sale of this item after purchase is not permitted. / Copyright © 2007 – Broken Brain Designs & Broken Brain Clothing
Milo is trying to mend his poor little broken heart.
Here is my boy. I’m currently working on a sculpt of Milo, planning on a very cool lil’ project coming soon from Butcher Brand.
...or LOVE SUX (whichever you prefer).
So seeing as i get the Banksy thing a bit on here, i figure why the hell not appropriate his ‘Broken Window Theory’ image. And cause i feel this way right now…hey at least i’m still making art! FYI… / This is based on an article titled Broken Windows by James Q. Wilson and George L. Kelling, which appeared in the March 1982 edition of The Atlantic Monthly.[1] The title comes from the following example: “Consider a building with a few broken windows. If the windows are not repaired, the tendency is for vandals to break a few more windows. Eventually, they may even break into the building, and if it’s unoccupied, perhaps become squatters or light fires inside. (Thanks to wikipedia for the text) The Banksy image can be found here part two part three
Buy it here ThomasDodd.com/Store Thanks for the pain, / love(and hate) / the ex… /
Old bushel basket with summer daisies.
? Homage to Dali . A big thanks to / http://eli-stock.deviantart.com/art/Dulcie-Stock-7-57637175
I just finished her today ..will add the writing later in my journals …but for now i am going to sit back with a coffee and just look at her..awww i think i’m in Love LOL
over the past month or so i have done a lt of reflecting ….my descion is to live my life how it is best for me .I stopped worring so much of what others thought i should be ..how i should act etc…..and so far my life has been so much more peacful and the ones who stayed around me are happy too ….this work is 30”x30”x2” ..acrylic …oil pastels inks ..textile paint …and a spilled tea:) but she is safe Believe / And I believe this body is only / A frail example of me / That my spirit / Ignites with fire and life / That it walks when I can not / Sings when I cry / When my flesh and mind burns from / Being stolen / I in sprit am still here clawing with bloody skin / Under my finger nails / The tastes of murderers steal blood / In my mouth / When everything begins to / Close up and shut down around me / My eyes hollowed out / My ears cut off / Bound and gagged / I am still here with the ability to feel it all / To fight back / You can’t take that / And they all told me to forgive / That that would set me free / But I never could accept their tainted water downed / Freedom / Because I know I already was / I just needed to believe it / That I still own / Everything thought / Every sin / Every love / Every torment / Everything. / And / I believe vehemently / That I am / More than the casualty / Of broken / That I am seen as.
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How Can You Mend A Broken Heart – Bee Gees I can think of younger days / When living for my life / Was everything a man could want to do / I could never see tomorrow / But I was never told about the sorrow / And how can you mend a broken heart? / How can you stop the rain from falling down? / How can you stop the sun from shining? / What makes the world go round? / How can you mend this broken man? / How can a loser ever win? / Please help me mend my broken heart / And let me live again / I can still feel the breeze / That rustles through the trees / And misty memories of days gone by / We could never see tomorrow / No one said a word about the sorrow / And how can you mend a broken heart? / How can you stop the rain from falling down? / How can you stop the sun from shining? / What makes the world go round? / How can you mend this broken man? / How can a loser ever win? / Please help me mend my broken heart / And let me live again
Me and my Canon BROKEN WINGS FEATURED on Red Bubble HOME PAGE Friday November 13
My Website Bless the Broken Road I set out on a narrow way, many years ago / Hoping I would find true love along the broken road / But I got lost a time or two / Wiped my brow and kept pushing through / I couldn’t see how every sign pointed straight to you Every long lost dream led me to where you are / Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars / Pointing me on my way into your loving arms / This much I know is true That God blessed the broken road / That led me straight to you / Yes He did I think about the years I spent, just passing through / I’d like to have the time I lost, and give it back to you / But you just smile and take my hand / You’ve been there, you understand / It’s all part of a grander plan that is coming true Every long lost dream led me to where you are / Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars / Pointing me on my way into your loving arms / This much I know is true That God blessed the broken road / That led me straight to you But now I’m just rolling home into my lover’s arms / This much I know is true That God blessed the broken road / That led me straight to you That God blessed the broken road / That led me straight to you Rascall Flats
oil on canvas / 11×14” on canvas / This is half of the painting. / Original for sale / myspace.com/artistmind
Take My Heart She uttered! Read Lisa’s beautiful inspirational written work Dear Heart Doner
Painting by Dorina Costras / Acrylic on canvas / 54/58 cm / Original for sale __________ “The leaves grown dark / By the autumn wind fall / Cover the ground, / Cover your body, / The wrapping of your being / That hides your true ego. / The warm dew of your eyes flows, / Nothing is there to wait for her, / It gets lost in the void, / Nothing needs their torpor. / Glitter in the sun / That passes through your body / And immerses it in candid dazzle, / The night is coming, the Orient is dancing, / Whirling in his veils, voluptuous dance / Wraps the world. / .And the wood that contains you, / Oh my goddess. And all is mystery, / Possible enigma, incomprehensible fear.” Gothica – The Pure Nymph lyrics
FEATURED IN Art For The World / made for a contest / check here
(please listen to the music as it adds to the viewing experience) Again, conflicts press heavily upon me. / I ask if what I do be right? / I weigh the thoughts inside of of me, / Longing to answer my cries with insight. Changes have come so quickly; / I am not as I was before. / Yet through these I still ponder, / Have I come to another door? Will someone not listen? / Will someone not hear? / I ask for understanding / Yet am confronted with fear! I am not alone, / But does anyone see / These unanswered questions / That now trouble me? Perhaps I ask too much. / Perhaps I am unfair. / All I know is unknowing / And my continual tears. . . a rhonda original© HONORABLY FEATURED: / Dec. 4 #1 Artists of Redbubble / / C.O.R.E. / Contrasting beauty with pain. The outside world’s perception was of a happily married, beautiful young wife & mother. Inside was a different story. Not the DREAM but a NIGHTMARE. . . A collaboration – a photo of my youngest sister Linda taken by my middle sister Lana. I scanned it & used a decay technique in Photoshop using masking, texture & displacement maps / - Thanks for looking. . . —-—-— --—-—-—— / / The Kaleidoscope / Created from this image – hope you enjoy it. . – - Insight: At times this was how I saw what was happening to my sister when her husband (now ex) would belittle her & tell her no one but him would ever want her. / Always beautiful, she is now happily remarried and a very successful business executive for a large company – him, not so much. . . karma. . . . :o) / - / – - – - – - – - —-—-—-- – - – - – - – - / Music: Enigma – I Love You I’ll Kill You
Broken doll oil on canvas with a touch of digital / she’s broken with pins in her heart, she needs someone to mend her broken heart thanks for looking xx / Copyright © Amanda Cass All rights reserved my images may not be reproduced in any form without my written permission / / I shake the doll her eyes closed, Her hair a mass Of black Curl.. / I churn over the words carved on her naked soul.. Anguish pain and torment I dig A knife in the skin.. / I scream as I poke her eyes out and the spheres roll deep within.. I torture her very essence… I test her wits and play.. I ascend her to the tallest spire and laugh as I watch her fall away.. / My Doll lies broken on the floor a wicked child am I.. / I make not a noise or whisper regret ..YOU. Will never make me cry!. I pick up All the pieces and conjoin her arms and legs.. / I dig my fingers in her head, And pull the Sight back out.. / I whisper in her ear … / I tell her She is fine.. / I love my broken little doll. Mended whole in time. / For every sinner there’s a saint, And every time I look… / I see the doll She’s happy now.. / No scars for them to see.. by Sarah J.F
How to mend a broken heart -heart is painted feet aren’t lol thanks for looking xx
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