Broken sad
322 creative works found
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A weeping rose the symbol of a broken heart.
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Broken gladiola stalk in a summer bouquet.
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Concept : The close up of a bruised succulent plant leaf is used to depict the spread of pains and sufferings. The photo can also be used as an abstract background.
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Hasn’t everyone lain awake on occasion, unable to turn off the thoughts running rampant thru the minefields of a restless brain? There must be others who can relate to a lost love, a failed relationship, doing the mental exercises to figure out where things went wrong and what might have saved it. / / Communication is key to any social situation, but if everyone always said the right thing at the right time, many great literary works would never have had a premise to build on. Where would Gone With the Wind have been if Scarlet had only told Rhett she loved him… / / Anyway. I wrote this at three a.m. on one of those sleepless nights, rehearsing a conversation that will never happen. For the background abstract, I used colors of fog and smoke, regret, tears, and maybe just a tiny touch of hope. The writing is positioned deliberately off center; what can be in balance when you have lost part of your Self? / / Anyone who has a relationship in jeopardy that might still be saved could use this card as a starting point to get a dialog started. It’s worth a try. / / Oh, if you can’t read the zoomed-in version, see the original in my writings section. /
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WOW, THE ORIGINAL OIL PAINTING OF THIS LITTLE GUY CLENCHING HIS HEART, IS QUITE SCARY AND PERVERTED. LUCKILY IT LOOSES ALL ITS IMPACT ON THIS TACKY LITTLE CARD, SO YOURE FRIENDS WON’T THINK YOURE A WEIRDO FREAK.
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taken at algonquin state hospital
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for those of you who doubt there is life after death, i have finally captured photographic evidence that spirits do roam the halls of the buildings i take pictures of. this was easily one of the most terrifying experiences i have ever had and i am glad that the ghost only wanted to bum a smoke and not devour my soul. / —-—-—-—-—-—-- / photo taken at algonquin river state hospital / more of my work is available at www.abandonedamerica.org
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this is where they took it all from you. / it wasn’t when you were arrested, or in the courts, / or even in the mazes of bars and locked doors - / it was here that you got to watch everything you had / slip between your fingers into the void of the past. / under the ever-watchful eyes of the guards (who hated you) / and surrounded by your fellow inmates (who hated you) / you had your own little show: / witnessing the few people left who loved you drift away. / your friends came less and less often until they vanished. / your family stayed longer, but everytime they visited you you saw / the bottomless sorrow, anger, guilt, condemnation in their eyes. / here you saw reflected through the thick plexiglass / their reaction to the animal you had become, herded / to and from your cell with batons and rifles, / the omnipresent threat of solitary, of other things / too horrible for them to contemplate. and yet every time they looked at you, / this was what they saw. then there was your wife, / each time a little more distant, a little colder / until the day she came with the divorce papers / and you could see in her features that her love for you / was beyond pleas or threats or excuses. / it was gone. / your children grew by leaps and bounds, each time / bigger, less comprehending, more alien to you - / their lives comprised of things you would never know or see / and your life one you could only hope they’d never know firsthand. / these were the things you thought about. maybe it felt unjust, / but your opinions no longer mattered. you had been ejected, / banished into some small forgotten corner where all that was left / that made you human faded away through this window right in front of you / and your opportunities and hopes shrank until they were such / that nobody, not even you, could see them any more. / this was the nature of your dwindling world. / it got smaller and smaller every day. photo taken at john f. grantham correctional facility / all rights reserved. more of my work is available on www.abandonedamerica.org
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As man, perhaps, the moment of his breath, / Receives the lurking principle of death, / The younger disease, that must subdue at length, / Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength. - Alexander Pope / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- photo taken at portecello communicable disease hospital / more work is available at my website, www.abandonedamerica.org – and i just added a huge new gallery yesterday, so check it out if you get a chance!
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The ghost of past decisions follows….
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Made in Ultra Fractal 5. I was thinking of broken promises as once-beautiful paper, that has torn and faded with time. / FULL VIEW PLEASE! Thanks for looking!
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what a strange thing, to die in your sleep / not to have your spirit violently expelled by some calamitous event, / but rather to have it silently stolen away as though by a thief in the night / never to be seen again, nor to even be known as lost. / and if death itself is like sleep, as some say, it is stranger still to find yourself / wandering through the dreams of some monstrous thing / that passed away long ago / as only a random figment, to be heard of briefly and then no more. / we do not fear these places because they may contain ghosts - / we fear them because they make us realize that is in fact what we are. / -—-—-—-—-—- / photo taken at mayflower state hospital / please visit www.abandonedamerica.org if you would like to see more of my work.
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S.Valentine’s Day is nigh! XD All My Series: /
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Tulips are known to be a sign of spring in Michigan. / Holland blooms bright in May. / Tulip Time Festival draws quite a crowd. as is
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this was found in a grave yard in port / i thought it was pretty, even tho it was broken. / i heart it :) / __ / Camera: Canon Rebel XSI / Lens: Canon 17-55mm f2.8 / __
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“There is hardly any activity, any enterprise, which is started with such tremendous hopes and expectations, and yet which fails so regularly….as love.” Erich Fromm / —-—-—-- / photo taken at knightsbridge psychiatric center / more of my work is on my website, www.abandonedamerica.org
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*actually, i don’t get paid the big money. but if i did, i like to think that this would be the reason. photo taken at setting sun retirement home if you haven’t checked out the new mayflower state hospital gallery update on my website www.abandonedamerica.org take a look if you get a minute :)
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Return to Jaeda’s Art Gallery » / / Within this calendar collection, artist Jaeda DeWalt, explores the extremes of love. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Below are direct links to 11 of the 12 images featured in this calendar… available framed, as prints, posters & more. / June’s – Alchemy is an image exclusive to this calendar. / / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / View All Calendars » / or select one individually from the thumbnails below: / / Interested in a customized calendar? Bubblemail Jaeda a list of the images you would like and the months you want them to correspond to. And she will gladly create a customized calendar just for you :). Return to Jaeda’s Art Gallery »
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