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so excited about balck shirts I had to upload something! Over about 3 hours on a chilli winter night shannon and I filmed the making of this artwork. It is bright and colorful painting that depicts some of the mikoto characters in a fun and cosmic landscape. see this as a time-lapse at mikoto.com.au
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Portrait / Architectural / people/culture / Macro / Landscape / Still live / Animal / Nude/FineArt / SunsetCollection / Flowers / Model Maria Anne / Model Saskia Ying / Model Blondie / Model Tammy / Kids / The Book Of Love All The Materials Contained May Not Be Reproduced, Copied, Edited, Published, Transmitted Or Uploaded In Any Way Without My Permission. My Images Do Not Belong To The Public Domain. / © Antoine Dagobert: using this image for any purpose and in any way, without prior permission, may lead to legal action. —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- A collaboration between me, Jesse and Torfinn / Pictures used: my image & Another Twin. / A big thank you to Torfinn for letting me use his fab. Landscape Picture! / Also thank you Jesse for the wonderful writing!! / PS:This is my entry for the Challange Cafe Group THE FIRE OF DESIRES A fire that brightens / the most darkened soul / Freeing man or woman / from societies bonds A fire unconcealed / so naked so bare but strong / for with the fire / Passion is its fuel A passion that grasps / With its tainted beauty / Tempting with lustful lures / And promising fantasies untold A fire of desires / naked from lies / A fuel of passion / the wish for it to never end Jesse Edwards
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Fallen
by Ivy IzzardCredit and thanks go to hatefueled for the base image
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This is a collaboration between myself and Empress for WitheringMoons’ competition Secret Place I want to thank Kate for accepting the challenge of writing a new piece and to congratulate her on such a wonderful result, Dear Diary all written in a day! I only put her up to the challenge less than a day ago.. time zones mean nothing! Thanks also to WitheringMoon for such an inspiring Competition. Anyway, enough of me, over to Kate… Dear Diary Angel crouches atop the pillar, still as the monument she mimics. A sigh escapes her lips and her wings furl in a dark embrace as soft footfalls dance closer. ‘Sapphira. Don’t.’ Partway between the light and the dark, Sapphira spins. She’s a lily of a woman, a shining young thing with pearls and baby’s breath crowning ebony ringlets that spill down to tickle the book she holds. Her fingers tighten, clutching the volume close to her heart. ‘Once it’s gone, it’s dust and there’s no getting it back.’ Angel lands lightly on the Lane, boots soundless on the lush grass. ‘Not even a legendary love.’ / Sapphire stands proud, her shoulder back, steel infusing her spine. ‘I can. I will.’ / ‘No. I’m sorry, Sapphira.’ Angel’s regret is genuine and it colours her voice in shades of mauve. ‘I’m probably one of the few who knows that Lovers Lane is really a corruption of Lover Slain, and one of even less who knows who’s buried beneath out feet. And who you really are.’ ‘Congratulations.’ Sapphira’s smile is brief, a momentary quirk of plum-dark lips that fails to reach her midnight eyes. / ‘I know all that.’ Angel steps closer. ‘But I don’t know how you found the book.’ / Sapphira’s pale hand caresses the book which seems to arch into the stroke like a cat. ‘It found me. Eventually. It is my diary, after all.’ / ‘Ah, yes. A record of a young woman’s hopes and dreams, her wishes and secrets.’ / ‘Don’t forget potential blackmail material.’ / Angel folds her arms and nods thoughtfully. ‘Which is rather why I thought it was burnt with all your other belongings.’ / ‘Like heroes, books never die. They just go elsewhere.’ / ‘Have we covered the banter and cryptic taunts yet? Or are you done?’ / Sapphira glances up at the quarter moon riding low in the sky above Siren’s Gate. The pure light illuminates her face and her resolve. ‘I’m done. Done with waiting and for conditions to be met. I have the key to unlock Destiny’s Door and there is nothing left for me to lose.’ / Angel hums skeptically. ‘That’s what they all say until they’re proved wrong. Usually in some horribly messy fashion guaranteed to stain the brickwork.’ / ‘It doesn’t matter.’ Sapphira flicks the latch apart and skims through pages. The gold talisman ring on her left hand winks. / ‘It does if you have to clean up the mess,’ Angel points out. / Sapphira slices a sharp fingernail across her palm, cups her hand as the blood wells. A delicate frown distorts her brow. ‘The turning of the year, midway between Above and Below, between Before and After…’ / Angel wrinkles her nose as mists coalesce. For a popular nightspot Lovers Lane is lonely tonight, rife with aversions and small mercies. The mists cloud the boundaries, hiding the buildings, muffling the streetlights… and shifting the Lane to another plane. / Straight as a stiletto, green as a fairway, the Lovers Lane becomes the entire world. Mists hem its edges and frame the endpoints. Even mists don’t dare occlude the Deco Dinner or the gothic slendour of the Fata Morgana Tea Palace although they can reduce them to ghosts. / Sapphira shivers and the ruby liquid in the cup of her hand threatens to spill. ‘Almost.’ / ‘Hallow ground. Interesting.’ Angel’s wings retain the full rich colours of midnight, impervious to the half-tones that dominate this version of reality. Except for the verdant turf, herself, and the woman with book. ‘What exactly is your party trick, Sapphira?’ / Sapphira turns another page. She checks over her shoulder, compares behind with ahead and moves until she stands in the middle of the Lane. She drags the tip of her shoe across the ground and the grass unzips. ‘It won’t be a secret much longer.’ / ‘Yes, that’s what I’m concerned about.’ / Sapphira isn’t listening. Her focus is on the well of blood in her hand. Brighter than glory, precious as love, red as rage, it seeps from the slash across her heart and fate lines, closing in on the moment when it will overflow. She brings her hand in line with the break in the ground, starts to angle the outside edge down— / Angel catches Sapphira’s hand and forces it into a fist. / ‘No!’ / ‘That’s what I tried to tell you,’ Angels says. ‘Whatever you call up won’t be him. Just like you’re not you anymore.’ / Sapphira struggles. Angel grabs her other hand, tugs Sapphira round and up on to her toes. Angel’s hold is implacable, her expression gentle. ‘Sapphira. You’ve been dead for decades.’ / Sapphira’s lashes flutter. ‘Pardon?’ / ‘Denial and Belief are powerful forces and when you combine them…’ Angel winces. ‘Sorry.’ / ‘Oh.’ / Angel catches the diary as Sapphira dissolves. The weight of the book is a surprise, drags her arm down. The snap of Angel’s wings flaring for balance is one bruise too many and brings the Lane back into phase with Siren’s Gate. / The moon continues its serene journey and music escapes from the twelve bars between the Diner and the Palace, perhaps a little bluer than normal. / This time Angel’s sigh is heavy as regret in winter. She shakes her head. ‘The Forbidden Book Vault is getting close to full.’ (c) kate smith
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The top bush picture is a collaboration between Sam Cole-Surjan and I. Taken in Tolmey, near Mansfield Australia. Sam supplied the print and I twiddled with it. We swapped two pics so right now she’s twiddling on mine. Good fun. www.cathleentarawhiti.co.nz Featured in Collaborations / Thank you. Learning layering / Sam’s original / / ............................................ 1000+ views People/Portraiture Pin-ups HDR Photography Macro Photography Architecture Collaborations Skyscapes Animals/Birds/Insects Street Photography Everyday Objects Seascapes/Rivers/All Water Summer Photography Odd/Unusual Flowers/Plants/Trees Landscapes New Zealand Abstract Humour Black and White Photography
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This is a collaboration I did with richiedean… / http://www.redbubble.com/people/richiedean / I used his ‘Bridge of Light’ photo. / Richard, you were so easy to work with… I look forward to more collabs with you!
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Roger Sampson has again encapulated the essence of a scene in a few succinct words, writing this in response to the original Beauty and the Barbed Wire I uploaded recently. Thank you Roger, my wordsmith friend. / Landscapes Trees Cards EOD Rusty Flowers Architecture Macro CatchAll DM
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I wish I could take credit for this amazing graphic, but I have to thank the multi-talented Julie Langford who took one of my photographs and did what she does so well with it. To say I am pleased with the result would be an understatement. I am thrilled … The original shot (from Menorca) is shown below, click on the picture to see it properly. Sold a Card on 28th Apr 08 Related shots (to the original) can be found at Menorca, Balearic Islands and Spain.
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A Forbidden Love by Keith R. Williams IF GOD SMILED IT WAS BECAUSE OF YOU / THE MEMORIES I’LL ALWAYS HAVE THAT’S TRUE / THE BEAUTY OF YOUR SMILE / LIKE THE TEARS OF A CHILD / STAY FOREVER DEEP IN MY HEART / YOUR WORDS A WORK OF ART / THE PASSION SHARED / IS WHAT OTHERS NEVER DARED / OH! I FEEL THE WAY YOU CARED / THE LOVE IS LIKE GODS FINEST JEWEL / TO LEAVE YOU I’D BE A FOOL / THOUGH I MAY NEVER TASTE YOUR LIPS / I’M LOST IN A ROMANTIC EGOTRIPS / EVERYTIME I THINK OF YOU All writing is copyrighted by The Artist Elite Inc. 2008 —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- A visual collaboration with Will Barton, thank you so much for letting me use a version of your image…Trunks in the Mist. A Forbidden Love… / Lancelot had one failing, his adultorous love of Queen Guinevere. They tried to keep this love secret, it became known, and eventually brought about the undoing of the Round Table. Here I am imagining Guinevere furtively heading off into the woods to meet Lancelot…checking over her shoulder to make sure she isn’t followed. I didn’t want to have a trite image of the two of them clinging to each other – I am hoping that this image lends some mystery to the story! Other images in my Mists of Avalon series… The Sword in the Stone / Mists of Avalon / The Lady of the Lake / The Isle of Apples / The Road to Camelot / Guinevere / Merlin / Camelot Mists / © Sarah Moore 2008 Model : http://marjoleinart-stock.deviantart.com
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The Night Fairies Dance / A magical place inspired by a beautiful poem Night Fairies Dance written by Amber Elizabeth Fromm Night Fairies Dance / I… / Listen and Eyed / The Night Fairies Dance Flowers and Butter flied / Milk and Honey… / Laughing and Silly / Dancing, Prancing… / In Tiger Lilie’ / read more here Image copyright © 2008 Shanina Conway. / Copying and displaying or redistribution of this image without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited
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This Is new collaboration I did with a friend on my art page deviantART. / http://cat-woman-amy.deviantart.com/ Check her out.
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Murder Palette Collaboration. Words by Danny / Artwork interpretation by Scott Robinson. This is the second artistic interpretation of this verse – the original was done with Luncan Industries Unlimited / Part of the ill fated Nocturnus project.
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Stuart’s amazing shot Spooky caught my eye when he uploaded it, and I lifted it into my favs immediately. I know how much time and effort he’s put into refining these amazing time lapse images, and his perserverence is admirable, particularly when you consider the temps and discomfort he’s had to endure!! I emailed him and asked if I could use the image for a collab, and even managed to get it done pretty quickly, but then he took some time off to be with his family for the birth of his beautiful daughter Hannah, so I waited for him to come back before posting this. Thanks Stu, it’s an awesome image, hope I’ve done it justice. Marcus Ranum has supplied the model / and UmbraDeNoapte_Stock provided the castle. /
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The White Queen-Bishop’s Pawns / Artist: rubyred / Biography: Danny Because of his position, the Bishop is also expected to lead in any Military assault. / He has therefore had the University of the Gears gene splice his werehounds with prisoners and captives to produce his Battalion of Hounds. / These soldiers are savage and are under exclusive command of the Bishop who has had a specific gene implanted to guarantee unswerving loyalty, similar to the King’s personal guard.
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The White Queen-Knight’s Pawn / Artist: Jordan Clarke / Biography: Danny The Equilord and his race, though no match for the White King’s enhanced and magically assisted army were no slouches in battle in their glory days before the rise of the Army of the White Wing and the Equilords amalgamation with it. / History will all show the Equilord as a peaceful and enlightened race but not one to shirk away from a battle if needed to defend itself. / The equine based lifeforms had also the knowledge and capacity to perform quite a few battle tricks of their own and it is these that the White King was so keen to have them as valued allies. / One major battle tactic of the infantry was to create illusions bordering on hallucinogenic, these would include the army morphing into schools of Hippocampus (horse/fish) complete with massive waves forming before it. / This of course was affective as any trebuchet or archery onslaught to the hapless foot soldiers usually facing the field opposite them and cause the opposition to scatter in wild flight.
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The Black Queen’s Bishop (The Shaman) / Artist: Simon Sherry / Biography: Danny Descendants of an ancient race, the Shaman have links to the old ways, ways observed before man was the dominant species of the world. The shaman is spiritual overlord of the army and is answerable only to the king. Legend has it the ancestors of the king tricked the shaman – even then a dying breed- to serve him and in doing so bound their loyalty to all kings that followed for all time. / Shaman have become an intricate link in the chain that have evolved into the Armies of the Black Spear and it’s development into the warrior nation it has now become. The Shaman through majik and selective breeding have created the Black Knights, Monoliths, Basilisk and Pawn Spawn that take to the battlefield. The Shaman does not regret or harbor resentment for things past and is totally loyal to the king and the betterment of the Army of the Black Spear. The Shaman splits itself into two distinct personalities when it enters the battle controlling each body with either side of its brain. Left for Queen – Right for King. Read more of the Shaman here
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The White Queen-Rook’s Pawn / Artist: Sjem / Biography: Danny One of the White King’s great assets – even though he possesses a fallen Angel in his ranks was his belief that faith alone would not save his army and the art of both mechanoid and wizardry could always be relied upon to be great allies when administered carefully. / Hence the reason the king kept Universities that studied the mechanical and more unorthodox majical arts. / It was through these academies principled by the Queens Bishop that the flank engines were created… Due to the massive size of mechanoid monster that is the Steam City it is slow to prime and start and is restricted in it’s movements at first. To counter this a small army of Blasters were created. / Incredibly fast initially on take off they eventually maintain a much slower speed up the battlefield. / This sudden burst of speed can surprise the enemy and give the impression that the mother ship is capable of the same acceleration.
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The White King’s Pawn / Artist: Scott Robinson / Biography: Danny Barely human but loyal and savage / The King prefers to have those under him effective but expendable. / He has never let anyone grow close to him, even his Queen is a necessity of protocol. / His Majesty had the University of the Gear create the King’s personal guard from his own genes because of the high loyalty and devotion to the King this factored into their being. / Ironically though, they are not taken from the King but come from the Queen after it was discovered by the University that the King’s gene structure was abnormal and did not allow any cloning or modification in any shape or form. / A secret the Queen and University hold close to their breasts. / These fanatically loyal servants believe themselves to be children of the King and would lay down their lives with a mere whisper from the Him. / Extremities such as wings stubs and sexual organs that grafted on by the University staff to both hide the fact they are born female and as homage to the winged coat arms that the King insists appears on everything he rules.
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The Black Queen’s Knight (The Amazonia) / Artist: Simon Sherry / Biography: Danny Like the Black King’s Knights the Amazonia are equal in rank and strength. Their allegiance is to the queen and when not preparing for battle they are the Queen’s personal guard. Amazonia consider themselves better than the King’s Knights mainly on the premise that they can accompany their Queen in actual battle.
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2009 Acrylic on 140 lb. Watercolour paper 24×18” From the Passion Series a collaboration with the Australian / Beauty the brilliant and talented artist/writer Anthea Slade This is the 11th painting in this series of 16 drawings and / paintings in collaboration with Anthea This painting was inspired by Anthea’s beautiful painting / Red Dance…........ She dances for her King / She surrenders her heart to his heart / His admiration and Love / opens her soul, a wild flower / She blossoms with red fire / that pulses in her blood / as she burns in Love with his Honor, / his trust, his strength and beauty / Heart to Heart / Soul to Soul / Mind to Mind / Their dance begins….. Oh, yes she dances in Red for Her King by Anthea Slade
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The Black Queen’s Pawn / Artist: Simon Sherry / Biography: Danny These young girls do their early army service under the Queen’s tutorage and as the reach a certain age or in the some cases a certain blood lust they are transferred to the ranks of the Amazonias
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2009 Acrylic on Canvas 30×40” Cinderella with The Green Mask of Envy, and The Blue Mask of Jealously was Featured in Art Nouveau and the Arts and Crafts Movement / 10 Nov 09 Cinderella with The Green Mask of Envy, and The Blue Mask of Jealously was Feautred in Fantasy Art Group 10 Nov 09 Tribute to Womanhood Series 2nd collaboration with the Australian Beauty Anthea Slade, brilliant, talented, artist, writer, poet. It is a pleasure working with Anthea as she is not only a beautiful woman but very intelligent and sensitive young Lady. This is the 23 painting drawing poem in this series of 40 total and the third in Mini Series Fairytales and Mtyhs as we explore with a twist Fairytales of the female species
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the story goes.. that friendships develop over the the simple things. as I was loading this flower that I worked on. it is from my jasmine tree. I was struggling with the words to say… and decide not to publicize it… ♥.. the next minute i go to visit .. patty jo . also known as shadowdancer ..and I read these words that you see here…. i was hooked into the moment of being connected with her poem and with her whom I am getting to know through these magical moments in the red bubble.. here is her poem called My Fragile Flowered Heart thankyou Patty Jo, for letting me place this poem so beautiful here. Like the angel-white petals / of a Jasmine turn towards / the scent of the golden rays / of her sun, I turn to you. / See how her virgin foliage / twists and turns its body / from the cold-hearted shadows / to face anything resembling / the heated fury of her life giver. / I too, feel the pull and stretch / of my existence teetering on / a breaking point. / If you do not quickly cover my / mouth with yours / and allow my green heart / to bask in your glow, your heat, / and bring energy to my anther, / I fear my delicate petals shall / blacken and be blown away / into a nothingness where / memories only once existed. / They shall return to the dry earth / where my flowers were once birthed / in fairy tale dreams, / like a myth that never was / and never should have been.
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