Pathway In The Woods… Autumn / Fall 2007 England. Taken at a local country park, i love the woods here, its one of my favourite places to be no matter what the weather. I love the way the tree branches curve along this forest path.. / Hinchingbrooke Park , Huntingdon . England
From the Series-The Trees-”Autumn”....this painting is the essence of Autumn in Ontario Canada, especially in the countryside near Toronto….every year we experiece this stunning blaze of colour, this entrancing backdrop, that heralds winter... Watercolour on Hot Pressed Arches…. TOP TEN WINNER IN THE CALENDAR CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE TREES CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER AUTUMN 2009 CHALLENGE IN LIVE AND LET LIVE GROUP / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE AUTUMN CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER..YOU’RE ACCEPTED FALL/THANKSGIVING CARDS / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE INSPIRED ART CHALLENGE / FEATURED IN CHANGING LEAVES / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE FALL COLOUR CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER OF THE TREES IN WATERCOLOUR CHALLENGE IN THE WATERCOLOUR GROUP / FEATURED IN FIRST THINGS / FEATURED IN ART FOR THE WORLD / FEATURED IN CREATIVE CARDS / FEATURED IN JUST WATERCOLOURS / FEATURED IN TREES AND THEIR PARTS / FEATURED IN INSPIRED ART / FEATURED IN CANADA GROUP / FEATURED IN IMPRESSIONIST ART 1331 VIEWS Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, / Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; / Conspiring with him how to load and bless / With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; / To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, / And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; / To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells / With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, / And still more, later flowers for the bees, / Until they think warm days will never cease, / For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells...John Keats.
This is my work Wholey and soley, with only the back ground been by photoshop. / Penny Edwardes and myself had the chance to see these magnifficent horses and was just overwhelmed with the performance.
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These make excellent birthday cards ! I am designing 12 images based around the months of the year and the old Celtic luna months. They will reflect the changing of the seasons and the ever turning wheel of the year, the magic and mystery attatched to each part of the cycle and any special festivals falling in those months. I hope you enjoy them as much as I am enjoying creating them :) Blessings Angie* “October – and the skies are cool and gray / O’er stubbles emptied of their latest sheaf, / Bare meadow, and the slowly falling leaf. / The dignity of woods in rich decay / Accords full well with this majestic grief / That clothes our solemn purple hills to-day, / Whose afternoon is hush’d, and wintry brief / Only a robin sings from any spray. And night sends up her pale cold moon, and spills / White mist around the hollows of the hills, / Phantoms of firth or lake; the peasant sees / His cot and stockyard, with the homestead trees, / Islanded; but no foolish terror thrills / His perfect harvesting; he sleeps at ease. “ William Allingham
“Yellow Moon” is part of the Winter, and Sepia (see others below) Collection….this is part of the actual town in Northern Ontario Canada, as wrtten in the lyrics, but instead of using the usual winter colours, I chose to do the whole landscape in yellow, even adding a glaze of yellow on the snow, giving the impression of a golden glow over everything…the “Dream Comfort” of a memory... / The sketch is from my files, original picture of North Western Ontario, from images for artists... Watercolour on Arches Paper…372 Views There is a town in north Ontario, / With dream comfort memory to spare, / And in my mind / I still need a place to go, / All my changes were there. / Blue, blue windows behind the stars, / Yellow moon on the rise, / Big birds flying across the sky, / Throwing shadows in our eyes. ..Neil Young Listen to Helpless Turn up the speakers…. / /
www.danadipasquale.com NOTE: The pair of photos joined by the continuing title are of the same exact leaf just different sides of it. The color difference was amazing. ...While You Fall Apart / Others: / Today Everything Changes / / How I Remember You /
www.danadipasquale.com NOTE: The pair of photos joined by the continuing title are of the same exact leaf just different sides of it. The color difference was amazing. Let Me Hold You… / Others: / ...Today Everything Changes / / How I Remember You /
www.danadipasquale.com How I Remember You / / Let Me Hold You… / / ...While You Fall Apart /
/ “After the Storm” is part of the Winter Collection....It is from my Archives, and it’s the first watercolour I ever painted....it was painted in 1993…I found the image in a long out of print instruction book on watercolours…it is a picture of snow fall in Northern Ontario, with which I am very familiar, since I lived in the area for many years..although I have had many offers, I never wanted to sell it due to it’s associations. / See others from the current winter Collection below... Watercolour on Arches Paper… First snow, that cold, white, winding sheet, lies stretched o’er all the ground, / It shrouds the world, and all that’s in it, while winter doth abound. / Death mask adorned, winter’s partial span will grow to join together, / Both autumn’s death and springs rebirth, thus life rolls on as ever...Matsuo Basho / / /
“Waiting is part of the Trees, Semi-Abstract, and Winter Collections...Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico Hot Pressed Paper…see others below… The Trees are frozen in Silence…Waiting. Sadness is but a part of it all, / Coming so relentlessly in the morning, / The offscouring of dreams. / Why do you run? / The Birch tree does not run. / Stripped of his leaves by the cold winds, / Waiting silently all winter, / Without complaint. / Standing deep in the snow, / Without motion. / He knows the cold will go away, / That the sun will warm the grass green, / And give back his leaves, / And lure back his birds. / He knows that only fools are not sad. J. Kavanaugh /
/ “Bamboo Night is Part of the new “Tropics” Collection... Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico Hot Pressed Paper.. The aura of bamboo grove by night is charming to behold, / The moon peeks thru the leaves painting the grove in silhouette and silvery shadows, / The trees resonate with the heartbeat of romance, / Each knot feels like the ladder to advance to the higher level of ecstasy of love. J.Narain.. /
/ “Fandango” is part of the new Collection “Tropics”.. the coconut tree in hot colours, temperature and mood, close-up…inspired by the Latin Dance the Fandango, with music by the Gypsy Kings… Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico Hot Pressed Paper… 1877 Views Dance a light fandango / Take me ‘round and ‘round / Dance a light fandango / Never let me down Steve Miller Band Gypsy KIngs Baila Me (I danced) / Fandango (The Dance).. /
/ “Imagination “is part of the series “The Trees”, all the seasons together, inspired by the Green movement, and painted in Watercolour on Arches Hot Pressed Paper..see others below 1450 views The tree which moves some to tears of joy, is in the eyes of others, only a green thing that stands in the way. / Some see Nature all ridicule and deformity, and some scarce see Nature at all. / But to the eyes of the man of imagination, Nature is Imagination itself. / William Blake, 1799, The Letters* / / / /
Ranunculus flower. Photo based illustration.
/ This is page 2 of the Summer Journal…as with all my other visual Journals, it will be a record of events, meals, painting experiments, parties, recipes etc…this is a large journal much like the others, and I am looking forward to filling it up with memories…Pg 1 is all about beer, a drink which is beloved in Canada and drunk here all year long, and now page 2 is Egg and Chips still in the baking pan, which can go with beer too… ..summer’s here and the time is ripe as the saying goes…journal page subjects are casual and unstructured…I don’t fuss or fiddle with the paintings too much and I try to complete each in one sitting... Watercolour on Proximage and Prat Journal Page.. / Page 1
This is a drawing inspired by a moment I shared with my boyfriend last Autumn. We were walking along a path which had lots of trees on both sides, and leaves were constantly falling down, blown around by a soft breeze. And we started playing a game to try and see who could catch a falling leaf first. I won. =P Cardboard underground covered in crumpled paper that I painted over with coloured ink and ecoline (liquid watercolours). All characters and objects drawn and painted on normal paper with coloured ink and ecoline and then glued to the background. =)
...am feeling very in tune with the cycle of Nature today so I created this lil’ digital card + wrote this wee poem for all my extraordinary, kind and gifted peepz on the Bubz lol! yesterday once more ......
Honied yellow dripping gold, / Leaf of autumn / in the cold / Dancing on / in crisp despair / Whirling on / enchanted air / Falling silently to / earthen tomb / Away from tree’s / rooted arm / Perhaps the silence / broken then / By hollow cries / of autumn grief / Synchronized with / the falling leaf S.K.Lindeman Watercolour on Arches Not Paper Here are some other fall paintings of leaves from my RB gallery / The Terrace Floor / What Lies Beneath / Harbinger 3 / Harbinger 4 / The Harbinger 2 / The Harbinger / Etched in Stone 3 / Etched in Stone 2 / Etched in Stone 1
“Spellbound” is part of the Winter and Portrait Collection…the painting captures the feeling of submitting ones own will to the tyrannical demands of the storm….my portrayal is one of a goddess of winter…with the red berries in her hair, she embodies its stillness, its sense of silence, darkness, and bitter cold..the falling snow is a “poem of the air,” wrote Longfellow, where the “troubled sky reveals the grief it feels.” / Winter is a time to concentrate on renewing and affirming human relationships. Watercolour on Arches Not Paper… Featured in Out of The Blue Views..134 VIEW THE ENTIRE WINTER COLLECTION HERE The night is darkening round me, / The wild winds coldly blow; / But a tyrant spell has bound me / And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bending / Their bare boughs weighed with snow. / And the storm is fast descending, / And yet I cannot go. Clouds beyond clouds above me, / Wastes beyond wastes below; / But nothing dear can move me; / I will not, cannot go...E. Bronte / Forever Autumn VIEW THE ENTIRE PORTRAIT COLLECTION HERE
This is my interpretation of the “Third Sorrow” of Ted Hughes “Seven Sorrows of Autumn”, which on the surface appears to be a sad poem but I think it’s really a paean to autumn....see the Fourth Sorrow below Watercolour on Watercolour on DrawMaster Paper FEATURED IN JPG CAST 0FFS / MORNINGS AND EVENINGS..SUNBEAMS AND STORMS / INSPIRED ART The first sorrow of autumn / Is the slow goodbye / Of the garden who stands so long in the evening- / A brown poppy head, / The stalk of a lily, / And still cannot go. The second sorrow / Is the empty feet / Of a pheasant who hangs from a hook with his brothers. / The woodland of gold / Is folded in feathers / With its head in a bag. And the third sorrow / Is the slow goodbye / Of the sun who has gathered the birds and who gathers / The minutes of evening, / The golden and holy / Ground of the picture. The fourth sorrow / Is the pond gone black / Ruined and sunken the city of water- / The beetle’s palace, / The catacombs / Of the dragonfly. And the fifth sorrow / Is the slow goodbye / Of the woodland that quietly breaks up its camp. / One day it’s gone. / It has only left litter- / Firewood, tentpoles. And the sixth sorrow / Is the fox’s sorrow / The joy of the huntsman, the joy of the hounds, / The hooves that pound / Till earth closes her ear / To the fox’s prayer. And the seventh sorrow / Is the slow goodbye / Of the face with its wrinkles that looks through the window / As the year packs up / Like a tatty fairground / That came for the children....Ted Hughes / The Fourth Sorrow
Acrylic on Canson paper / 32×43cm / / / / / / / / / / / Featured in # 1 ARTISTS OF REDBUBBLE – 22 November 2009 / Spotlight Of The Week in Berries, Fruits & Seeds – November 2009 / The Top Ten – First Place in Still Life – Flowers in a Vase – Impressionism Cafe – December 2009 / Featured – Impressionism Cafe – December 2009 / Featured – Impressionist Art – December 2009
The first painting from the restored studio.... Mixed Media on Arches Paper…Linen Paper, Inks, Coloured Pencil, Watercolour Markers, Watercolour and Gouache… There was a time when I loved / The fantastic fabrics of the mind. / There was a time / When I lived my life / Based on culled fictions. / There was a time / When I was satisfied / With a fragment of reality, / Splintered, broken and smashed. / But now a lucid illumination / Steals into my heart. S. Chinmoy
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