Burnt
938 creative works found
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Acrylic abstract on stretched canvas.
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THANK YOU REDBUBBLE FOR BEING FEATURED :D / It’s much appreciated. I hope you guys like this shirt, be sure to check out my others. :] Note: If you are going to favorite it, comment it too :} Sometimes I lose track of who does what. Thanks. Also thanks for all the purchases. I love you all :)
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I am a sap for romance… I like to be swept off my feet as they say. This shot is representation to me of what romance is. A sonnet by Mr. Shakespeare, ( 116), and a Jane Austen book ( Emma) and a rose( even if my favorite flower is a Daisy). / What can I say, I like to be romanced.
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oil painting 1.6X1.8 meters
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View the Original of this Photo HERE Watch the Video here LANGUAGE WARNING We’ve all seen a man at the liquor store beggin’ for your change / The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange / He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes / “Get a job you fucking slob,” is all he replied / God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes / ‘Cause then you really might know what it’s like to sing the blues Then you really might know what it’s like… / Then you really might know what it’s like… / Then you really might know what it’s like… / Then you really might know what it’s like… Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom that said he was in love / He said, “Don’t worry about a thing, baby doll / I’m the man you’ve been dreaming of” / But 3 months later he say won’t date her or return her calls / And she swear, God damn, if I find that man I’m cuttin’ off his balls. / And then she heads for the clinic and / she gets some static walking through the door / They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner / and they call her a whore / God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes / ‘cause then you really might know what it’s like to have to choose. Then you really might know what its like / Then you really might know what its like / Then you really might know what its like / Then you really might know what its like I’ve seen a rich man beg / I’ve seen a good man sin / I’ve seen a tough man cry / I’ve seen a loser win / And a sad man grin / I heard an honest man lie / I’ve seen the good side of bad / And the downside of up / And everything between / I licked the silver spoon / Drank from the golden cup / And smoked the finest green / I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times / before I broke their heart / You know where it ends, yo, / it usually depends on where you start I knew this kid named Max / He used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs / He liked to hang out late / he liked to get shit-faced and keep the pace with thugs / Until late one night there was a big gun fight and Max lost his head / He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead / Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of this pain / You know it crumbles that way at least that’s what they say when he played the game / God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news / ‘Cause then you really might know what it’s like to have to lose Then you really might know what it’s like… / Then you really might know what it’s like… / Then you really might know what it’s like…to have to lose Everlast
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This is a journal from my youth, however not a traditional journal. I was a dreamer, a wannabe romantic. This was my place where I stored quotes, pictures, songs, writings of my own, anything that inspired or touched me. I came across it the other day and thought I might try photographing it. I realize the picture is a little cluttered, but that was my intent. I wanted to give it a feeling of being from the past… perhaps victorian, which everything in that era was beautifully cluttered. Then I burned the edges wanting to give it another effect of almost being lost, which it seems sometimes that my passion that I had was almost lost until recently. / Comments are welcome, as are any helpful advice.
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Tribute to those men and women who daily place themselves in danger to protect and save that which is precious to us…...... Proceeds from sale of this image will be donated to the Phoenix-Appeal * The hero is commonly the simplest and obscurest of men. ~Henry David Thoreau Shot taken 30th March 2008, North Island NZ* . / WARNING / ©2008 Globalphotos All rights reserved. / All photographs, text and images by Globalphotos are the exclusive property of Globalphotos – protected under Australian and international copyright laws. / These images may not be reproduced, copied or manipulated without written permission. / No use for Public Domain. / Use of any image for another photographic concept or illustration is a violation of copyright.
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Took this macro photograph with aperture priority, late in the afternoon, it was getting quite dark so I used a flash on this shot! Just love Palm tree bark, this one had been burnt at some stage creating the charcoal sections. I have a few more fascinating photos which I will be uploading soon! / My passion is macro photograhy. I love to find hidden landscapes and abstract art in the bark of trees or in rocks. I also am quite partial to macro floral photography! This photo was featured on the RedBubble Home Page 16th August, 2008. Featured in the Abstract Art group, 25th August, 2008 Barkscapes / / Rockscapes / /
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Bushfire-ravaged forest in the Victorian High Country … the regrowth is flourishing, but the overall feeling is still one of loss.
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Bless you
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Soulful and lonely. Always looking for something or someone (more usually you know doesn’t exist). Watch the Video Here WARNING: Strong Adult Themes and Violence "Don’t look don’t look"; the shadows breathe / Whispering me away from you / "Don’t wake at night to watch her sleep / You know that you will always lose / This trembling / Adored / Tousled bird mad girl… "; / But every night I burn / But every night I call your name / Every night I burn / Every night I fall again " Oh don’t talk of love"; the shadows purr / Murmuring me away from you / " Don’t talk of worlds that never were / The end is all that’s ever true / There’s nothing you can ever say / Nothing you can ever do… "; / Still every night I burn / Every night I scream your name / Every night I burn / Every night the dream’s the same / Every night I burn / Waiting for my only friend / Every night I burn / Waiting for the world to end " Just paint your face"; the shadows smile / Slipping me away from you / " Oh it doesn’t matter how you hide / Find you if we’re wanting to / So slide back down and close your eyes / Sleep a while / You must be tired… "; / But every night I burn / Every night I call your name / Every night I burn / Every night I fall again / Every night I burn / Scream the animal scream / Every night I burn / Dream the crow black dream / Every night I burn / Scream the animal scream / Every night I burn / Dream the crow black dream Dream the crow black dream… Robert Smith – The Cure
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watercolour painted on collograph painted after printing on BFKReeves white 30 X 45cm
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Pen sketch on to burnt and stained paper. / (Click on image for a better view)
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Acrylic on canvas. / Deuteronomy 4:39 / Acknowledge and take to heart this day that the LORD is God in heaven above and on the earth below. There is no other. /
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ANOTHER BEAUTIFUL SUNSET IN ST. LUCIA… As Is NIKON D-80 / LENS: VR – 55-200MM
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Abstract botanical. Acrylic on canvas. /
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I’m actually at a loss for a title…too late at night…should have been asleep an hour ago :-) Maybe tomorrow ???? Well, tomorrow is here and I’ve had three title suggestions…2 of which are going into my little black book for further image tiles….Justlinda…suggested ‘Blue Bird’ and Carolyn Staut suggested Fidelity’. Thank you, ladies :-) In my sleepy state, I did wonder about leaving the title as I had put it…but then this morning, when Nodakami suggested simply adding a question mark….bells rang…so that is exactly what I’ve done. Thank you Nod.
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A burnt out car wreck I found in a local forest… and I was supposed to be looking for nice things to photograph! Humanity is destroying the Earth and killing its soul with its greed and disrepect… but if history is any indication Mother Earth will fight back and eventually out live us all. Our buildings will crumble, our cars rust and our bodies turn to dust…and the scars we have left will heal.
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Photograph taken from the bark of a palm tree.
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Acrylic on canvas.
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Regrowth after Bushfires in Australian Snowy Mountains
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