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The sound of birds early in the morning. Best music of all… Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing 37 X 42 inches / 94 X 1107 cm Original : / $3000 AU – excluding p&p from Melbourne, Australia / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / ....................................................................................
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Some might see the morning fog as a shroud of grey that settles in their soul and stays with them even when the sun breaks through to warm their skin. / Others see the fog as a beautiful mist that opens up to reveal the brightness of life and a reason to feel good about the outside…on the inside. / ~ Annette Hansen / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / / -—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- / Taken at Gympie, Queensland one foggy morn. Thank you to RedBubble for featuring Veil of Mystery on the 29th December and the Trees Group for making it part of their June Gallery.
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The wise man in the storm prays to God, not for safety from danger, but deliverance from fear. / ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / / -—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / Taken at Mackay, Queensland during a tropical storm of a farmhouse perched on top of a hill overlooking a field of sugarcane . Thank you to Redbubble for featuring Storm on the Rise on their homepage in April, 2008 and for publishing it in their book Gaia – The Living Planet. /
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When everything seems to be going against you, / remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, / not with it. / by Henry Ford / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / / -—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- / An illusion image I created with three of my photographs. Thank you to the Tree Group for featuring Against the Wind in their July 2008 gallery. Thank you to everyone in the Cards: Best of Your Best group for voting Against the Wind as #1 in the Autumn Colors Challenge! And thank you to Redbubble for featuring Against the Wind on their homepage on 22nd September.
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This is a digital abstract piece using a flame fractal and photographic textures. / / About a possible future day when we remember all what machines could do for us, till they ceased to exist and became rusted memories. / / CREDIT : / Many thanks to Cameron Gray for providing his free textures on his Parable Visions website. / / / DATE OF CREATION : 2007.10.12th / / DETAILS / Click a thumbnail for a real-size detail from the original~ / / / / / © 2007 Nodakami
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Drought Breaker As the farmer knelt down on the salty sand, / He needed rain to save his land. / The crops were wilting, the cattle all dead, / He looked around, not a word was said. The ground was dry, where is the rain? / What could stop this worthless pain? / The farmer cursed in sheer despair, / He did not have a drop to spare. A thundercloud covers the western sky, / A bolt of lightning explodes near by. / The farmer looks up and begins to pray, / Hoping that the rain will come his way. Then drip-by-drip it starts to fall, / The crystal water like a clear glass wall. / The trees and flowers all in bloom, / Then once again, gone is the gloom. The water fills the old parched creek, / The rivers bulge as the waters peak. / The mud squelches through the farmer’s dry old hands, / As he thanks the Lord for saving his land. / / By Meg Hayes Year Seven / St Mary’s Primary School / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—— / Silverton, New South Wales
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I love a sunburnt country, / A land of sweeping plains, / Of ragged mountain ranges, / Of drought and flooding rains, / I love her far horizons, / I love her jewel sea, / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me. / -—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / / -—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / Silhouette of flowering grass heads taken early morning. Thank you to the Abstracts from Nature Group for featuring “I Love a Sunburnt Country” in June 2008 and to redbubble for featuring it on the homepage in July.
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Click on the image below to see the entire artwork / Excerpt Two is a detailed section of the original painting “Finches On Parade” . Which is about the communal abstract chatter that one encounters when in amongst a crowd of like-minded personalities. / I have chosen not to emphasize the precise detail of each bird but rather their general shape as they caper around, to give the impression of constant movement. Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing Original : / refer to See The Entire Artwork link above / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / .........................................................................................
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—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—— / Have you ever felt the spirit of the land when you’ve walked alone and seen the beauty in one tree one rock and managed somehow to overlook the majestic landscapes. Have you ever…. / by R Frankland —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—— / Thank you to everyone in the Landscape and Abstract Photography group / and the Trees group for voting Spirit Land in the top ten for September. / Taken at Proserpine, Queensland
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acrylic and pastels on canvas
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To every word of love I heard you whisper, the raindrops seem to play a sweet refrain. / ~The Beatles / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / / -—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—— / Closeup of a frangapani after a shower of rain. Thank you to everyone in Redbubbles Prize Challenges group for voting Sun Shower in the top ten of the Something Pink competition.
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This is a digital abstract piece mixing different fractals. / / / © 2007 Nodakami
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I have tried to keep the butterfly and its shadow to scale to give the impression of a real butterfly about to land on someone’s T-shirt
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..painted for the soldiers that gave their lives for us on the poppy fields ……Owlspook wrote this beautiful poem ….. .................. A golden field with flowers of red / commemorate the lives of the dead / who shed their blood in wars long gone / how could they know they were but pawns / in games that were played by greedy old men / who real purpose was beyond their ken / and these old men took the best of us / without a care, without any fuss / they sent them off into the battle / to be slaughtered like barnyard cattle / they did not care twas not their mind / twas money and power that made them blind / and now again it’s off to war / far away from our home land shore / to bear the brunt of old men games / to feed the fire and the flames / how blind we be to shut our eyes / and play the games of old men lies / afraid to speak afraid to say / this is not right we will not play / but the noose it tightens every day / afraid to say / afraid to say / this is not right we will not play / but the noose it tightens every day …. ! Oil on canvas …Donovan of you’
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Use the categories below to view my work Featured on RB home page and Groups Macro and close up Abstract Black and white, monochrome, selective colouring Blue Flowers Landscape, nature, seaside, ..... in colour Trees & forests (view larger recommended for these images) Alternative greeting cards Paris Collaboration: writings and images People Images available to download Mugs, apron, gifts …. All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Anne Staub. 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 myself is prohibited. All rights reserved.
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—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- A Tale about a Starfish Once upon a time there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his work. / One day he was walking along the shore. As he looked down the beach, he saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself to think of someone who would dance to the day. So he began to walk faster to catch up. As he got closer, he saw that it was a young man and the young man wasn’t dancing, but instead he was reaching down to the shore, picking up something / and very gently throwing it into the ocean. As he got closer he called out, “Good morning! What are you doing?” / The young man paused, looked up and replied, “Throwing starfish in the ocean.” “I guess I should have asked, why are you throwing starfish in the ocean?” “The sun is up and the tide is going out. And if I don’t throw them in they’ll die.” “But, young man, don’t you realize that there are miles and miles of beach and starfish all along it. You can’t possibly make a difference!” The young man listened politely. Then bent down, picked up another starfish and threw it into the sea, past the breaking waves and said- “It made a difference for that one.” / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—--
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.....ye ancient one, standing through the ages in the mists of time.. OIL painting on large canvas 6×4’ in Bonnie Scotland ‘Rouken glen’ love the Autumn mists.. Autumn .. I have a passion for trees’..
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Digital abstract / mixed fractals / / My flowers for the Silverman / / 48 megapixels (6000 x 8000), 2007.10.20th / © 2007 by Nodakami / www.nodakami.com / / Also available as a limited edition of 21 colossal canvas prints (52” x 69” / 132 x 175 cm). / /
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Minimalist abstract study of speeding cyclists, focusing more on the dynamics of the speed and motion of their movements / Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing 37 X 59 inches / 94 X 150 cm Original : / $2500 AU – excluding p&p from Melbourne, Australia / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / .....................................................................................
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Learning how to be still, to really be still and let life happen – that stillness becomes a radiance. / by Morgan Freeman / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / Thank you to everyone in the Prize Challenge group for voting Radiance in the top 10 of the Butterfly Girl challenge.
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Praise the young and they will blossom. / ~Irish Proverb / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / / -—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / An agapanthus in bud.
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“Young one you know how I’m older than thee?” / said the largest of the trees / “Another is growing smaller than you / and we must tell it the best thing to do” / “I know I know” said the younger tree / “To grow as tall as the moon. Will it be sibling to me?” / ‘Yes it shall it will grow by and by” / and the trees stood and watched the new reach for the sky….... Author: adgray / See the rest of adgray’s writing inspired by New Growth New Hope here. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—— / Inspired by all the wonderful artwork in Gaia. / Created using two of my photographs and a bit of brushwork.
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. . . I finally did it. / The most addictive substance on earth Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing 48 X 48 inches / 122 X 122 cm Original : / Sold / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / ......................................................................................
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The swallow, bonny birdie, comes sharp twittering o’er the sea, / And gladly is her carol heard for the sunny days to be; / She shares not with us wintry glooms, but yet, no faithless thing, / She hunts the summer o’er the earth with wearied little wing. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / / -—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- / A family of Australian Woodswallows I found perched high above me on a power line at Bowen.
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