Compelling
21 creative works found
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Astronomy compels the Soul to look upwards and leads us from this world to another. / Plato My original art works enhanced in photo shop to create Colonies. Number V1 in the series. / / Music by Equinox / Colonies
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this is a tenative design for a brand new tee shirt competition over in the Tee Shirt Revolution group…. for the very first time they are having a photobased tee shirt comp and I want to put something special in so I’m going to put up a couple of different designs and see what response I get before I chose the final one to entry into the comp…. I’ve realised that just having a nice photo is not actually enough to make it a good design so I’m going to play about with the photos I use for a while to see if that will help ….. feel free to let me know what you think about this design….
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10×14 watercolor enhanced colored pencil on Arches Satin finish watercolor paper. The original is available. Please contact me for further information. / Double portrait of a South American Jaguar.. a truly beautiful cat. The tones in the jaguar seem to be richer than those of the leopard – who looks kind of washed out most of the time. Completed 2006
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After a day of hot tar roofing, it’s hard to see where the dirt stops and the person begins. Taken in natural light.
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Enhanced digital photo of tree
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a variation on a tee shirt design I posted yesterday for a challege over in the Tee Shirt Revolution group…. that one is called grrly girl / and this one is called Australian Maid…. as opposed to Made in Australia…. coz these shirts don’t get made in Australia…
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This normally shy lemur gave me about fifteen seconds of this pose before darting back into his lair. I understand I was fortunate to get that much time with him! Lazy guy was enjoying the sun too much to run.
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I just posted two from this series of images. I’d welcome opinions on which image is stronger if you have time to comment. Thanks!
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on a busy street in Palau Pangkor, Malaysia, this child was clutching the hand of his guardian, and his toy gun, and looked back at me with innocent curiosity
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I'm Compelled to Share this other Poet's work with you
by adgrayThis is a poem written by a farmer in Australia to highlight the seriousness of depression people are suffering out there. Get your tissu…
This is a poem written by a farmer in Australia to highlight the seriousness of depression people are suffering out there. Get your tissues out it’s beautiful. RAIN FROM NOWHERE His cattle didn’t get a bid they were fairly bloody poor / What was he going to do he couldn’t feed them any more / The dams were all but dry hay was thirteen bucks a bale / Last month’s talk of rain was just a fairy tale His credit had run out – no chance to pay whats owed / Bad thoughts ran through his head as he drove down Gully Road / “Geeze Great Grandad bought the place back in 1898 / Now I’m such a useless bastard I’ll have to shut the gate / Can’t even support my wife and kids not like Dad and those before / Even Grandma kept it going when Pop fought in the war” / With depression now his master he abandoned what was right / There’s no place in life for failures he’d end it all tonight There were still things to do he’d have to shoot the cattle first / Of all the jobs he’d ever done that would have to be the worst / He’d have a shower watch the news then they’d all sit down for tea / Read his kids a bedtime story watch some more TV / Kiss his wife goodnight say he was off to shoot some roos / Then in a paddock far away he’d blow away the blues But he drove in the gate and stopped as he always had / To check the roadside mailbox and found a letter from his Dad / Now Dad was not a writer Mum did all the cards and mail / But he knew the style from the notebooks that he used at cattle sales / He sensed the nature of its contents felt moisture in his eyes / Just the fact his Dad had written was enough to make him cry “Son I know it’s bloody tough it’s a cruel and twisted game / This life upon the land when you’re screaming out for rain / There’s no candle in the darkness not a single speck of light / But don’t let the deamond get you, you have to do what’s right / I don’t know what’s in your headbut push the bad thoughts well away / See you’ll always have your family at the back end of the day / You have to talk to someone and yes I know I rarely did / But you have to think about Fiona and think about the kids “I’m worried about you son you havent rung in quite a while / I know the road you’re on ’cause I’ve walked every mile / The date December 7 back in 1983 / Behind the shed I had the shotgun rested in the Brigalow tree / See I’d borrowed way too much to buy the Johnson’s place / Then it didn’t rain for years and we got bombed by interrest rates / You said “Where are you Daddy? It’s time to play our game / I’ve got squatter all set up you might get General Rain” “It really was that closeyou’re the one that stopped me son / And you’re tha one that taught me there’s no answer in a gun / Just remember people love you good friends won’t let you down / Look you might have to swallow pride and get a job in town / Just til things come good son you’ve always got a choice / And when you get this letter ring me I’d love to hear your voice.” Well he cried and laughed and shook his head and put the truck in gear / Shut his eyes and hugged his Dad in a vision that was clear / Dropped the cattle at the yards put the truck away / Filled the troughs as best he couldn and fed his last ten bales of hay / Then he strode towards the homestead shoulders back and head held high / He still knew the road was tough but there was purpose in his eye He called for his wife and children who’d lived through all his pain / Hugs said more than words he’d come back to them again / They talked of silver linings how good times always followed bad / Then he walked towards the phone picked it up and rang his Dad / And while the kids set up the squatter he hugged his wife again / Then they heard the roll of thunder and smelt the smell of rain ~ Murray “Muzza” Hartin – 21st February 2007 / Winchelsea Star – Valewntine’s day [14-02-08] “Muzza had been asked to pen something for the Salvation Army that can bring awareness to the general public about Rural suicide. He came up with this poem which I think is exceptional” ~ the editor of the Star FOOTNOTES from me: / On my first romantic Valentines evening my fiancé read this to me. He is a big burly country lad who’s Dad and he had also survived the land and taken jobs in town and by the end I was snivvling and he had tears in his eyes too! All my life I have wanted to live in the country / “Daddy when can we move and live in the country so Mum can have a cow and I can have a horse and you can be a farmer in a hat?” / I hold our country folk in high revere. They work hard every day – no weekends, no holidays. they worry every day every minute of every day about can they fill their quotas with the best they can produce from what they have. They get paid once a year and pray they can make it stretch across the following year not knowing the exact costs that year will bring. / They produce the food for us to eat. The country is a tough life it’s hard and it’s frustrating and I feel made all the worse when the farmers see the city folk waltzing about with fat wallets and plenty of food and every mod con and complaining their luxury isnt luxurious enough, affordable enough or accessable enough. The city folk shower twice a day and wash their cars weekly they go to a supermarket and poke their tongues out at apples with a slight bruise or the price of meat being so high “What do those farmers think? That money grows on trees!” We are the biggest island on the planet / We have the smallest population per capita – 21 million – smaller than the population of tokyo I’m told! But we have NO WATER! / [we do but it is dwindling at a rate faster than we can keep up with so lets leap ahead and work back from there!] / I live as if there is not enough water to survive. / My water company rewards me for being under the usual expected water usage. / My son came home from school 2 years ago / “Hey Mum I know where all the water is! / The teacher taught us about the water cycle and she told us that we make dams to slow down the rivers running straight out to sea. / But she forgot there’s water in loads of other places too / Swimming pools, toilets, hot water systems, airconditioners, car radiators, factory machines, and alll the bottles of water and soft drink in the supermarkets and shops and warehouses all over the place! / If we just put it all back into the cycle then it would rain again!” In the last 30 years just think of how we have stopped the water from running to the sea. / And how the rate of Rural Suicide and Farms going under have increased / It is a rural depression that will make our food too scarce to waste! / But that’s ok we can import it! / Like Ethiopia does.
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Phillip Toledano's Photography Series - Days With My Father (Heart-wrenchingly beautiful images)
by Rebecca CruzPhillip Toledano’s Photography Series – Days With My Father I believe these images and words are so…
Phillip Toledano’s Photography Series – Days With My Father I believe these images and words are some of the most compelling and moving I’ve ever seen. I am a photographer and not a writer, I wish I could better express how this series affected me.
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FEATURED Artists from - All Things Poetic, Artisitic & Philosophical Group - (On the RedBubble Home Page for Writing)
by Suzanne GermanI was recently invited to compile a Featured Page for the redBubble Feartured Page on Writing and I have selected the following pieces fr…
I was recently invited to compile a Featured Page for the redBubble Feartured Page on Writing and I have selected the following pieces from the All Things Poetic, Artisitic & Philosophical group:- Fall Down On Me Like Rain – Photobloke This poem is powerful, deeply evocative, intense and yet gentle. It is written from the perspective of the admirer who relates with touching depth his responses to what he observes as desire and need in the loved one he writes of. The reader gets the sense that the author has almost merged with the object of his affections. I found this a profoundly moving poem, with an almost hypnotic lingering impact. A fine example of dazzling literary style! Because It’s Over – Paul Louis Villani – (Listen to the song while you read this) This piece, (actual lyrics to song of same title), centres around the theme of losing innocence and playfulness and letting go. It death and liberation. The artist approaches the fraught intersecting space between arrival and departure – that ever so tenuous place – the exit point. Listening to the song while reading the lyrics adds another heightened dimension to this creative experience which is charged with intensity and emotion. I personally find Paul’s musical compositions alive, refreshing and compelling. The Seeking Of An Audience – Paul D Robertson This piece explores the soulful quest for meaning and relationship between a father and son. It is written with the outstanding brilliant flair for raw soul searching honesty, eloquence, sophistication and panache so typical of Paul Robertson! The reader is invited right into the writer’s internal space. The sense for me was a shared writing and reading experience, one which requires considerable talent and skill to produce. The question for meaning, the understanding and honouring of the self prominent features. From a reader’s perspective an utterly soulful and artistic experience. Hate Kills Angels – Artstruggle (Matthew Wayne Shepard was lured from a gay bar, brutally attacked and left to die tied to a fence on the outskirts of Laramie in October 1998. His funeral was picketed by Reverend Phelps and his followers with signs of ‘God hates fags’.)…Artstruggle / This poem has as its central theme, the manipulation and victimization of minority groups and vulnerable targets by religious, moralistic, fanatical and narrow mined hate. The author delivers with a powerful punch, the absolute stark horror the victim experienced leading up to and during his death. It is an extremely moving and heart wrenching account and one which, Artstruggle has done a brilliant job in delivering leaving the reader moved to tears. The 10th – Mark German In this intriguing, exquisite piece, the author begins with existentialism in its utter state of crisis and then transports the reader into the realm of transcendence. The poem moves from the physical to the ethereal with a fluidity of ease that is remarkable, and typical of Mark’s writing style. Some very clever and subtle word play woven through adds pizzazz to a very stylish and deeply thought-provoking poem. I thoroughly enjoyed the intellectual and fantasy elements in the reading experience. The Watcher – Melissa Vowell I chose this particular piece because I find it to be an extremely interesting play on possible perspectives. The ‘watcher’ (or stalker) can be seen to be the ‘author’ or the ‘stalker’ (watcher). The twist, I think is brilliant, had the watcher asked he may have been invited. This piece, demonstrates the author’s distinct writing style for which she has an incredible knack at delivering, with raunchy punch and timely accentuation, her most raw and gut-felt emotions. Fantasy or fiction this style is a winner! Free Fall – Racoon The secret mysterious depths of the unknown – is the essence of this piece. The author shares with the reader his experience of stepping out of the ‘known’ and into the ‘unknown’ zones of reality. From beginning to end, this is a succinct yet inviting piece about the journey and process of experiencing that adrenalin rush and adventure in discovering the freedom of that ‘inner space’ at the bottom of the sea. The image that accompanies this piece is entered as artwork in the group and adds to this amazing – underwater experience. What an amazing space to occupy! Full Bodied Conversations – DrJPhotography This piece was written by DrJPhotography in reaction to a performance by Ishle Park. (See artist’s note). I watched Ishle’s live performance and it helped me appreciate DrJPhotography’s perspective. In writing this, the author attempts to and succeeds, I believe, in honouring deep erotic loving experiences between two people. The reader gets the distinct impression, that this is an experiential ‘defining moment’ for the writer, as he explores and concretizes his own sensuality and sexuality. The transforming process makes for a very good read. Conscription Smoke -Karen01 This is a poem written in the 80s about the injustices of politics and war. It looks at the rationale that is fed to the general public and it courageously challenges it and makes a stand against war. The author relates her personal experiences and reactions to forced conscription and highlights the unfairness of the policy makers safe in their comfortable lives while her brother became a human sacrifice in their planned war. This poem urges the reader to acknowledge and validate that every life is precious and one death is a death too many. A very poignantly delivered message. Spread The Ashes Of The Colours Over This Heart Of Mine – Sheriff When I read this poem I was deeply moved. It adopts such an unusual approach to make its point. Sheriff provides the reader with a visual and sensate experience of his heart. In this piece, the heart is literally extracted from its body and placed ‘on the table’ creating a powerful dynamic of the frailty of human emotions while the heart sits on a cold table, being analyzed. This poem evokes a vivid sense of detachment and raw emotion which is palpable. A truly sensational piece of writing. I hope these artists’ reviews get read…a lot! ....so I thought I’d post here in my journal as well. I really enjoyed doing this page. Great work everybody – so much talent in this group! Suzanne German / Moderator / Host / All Things Poetic, Artisitic & Philosophical Group.
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"An Atti -T- ude TEE compels a Chek uP
by Thomas Josiah ChappelleThis Tee came out of an inspirational work I did in earlier months….This is a “Bush” mentalle, ie, Pre-emptive Stryke Zone..tHIS tEE …
This Tee came out of an inspirational work I did in earlier months….This is a “Bush” mentalle, ie, Pre-emptive Stryke Zone..tHIS tEE HAS A COMPELLING ATTITUDE – IT DESIRES TO PRESENT A MESSAGE TO WEARER AND OBSERVERS ALIKE….HEED THE MESSAGE…YOU’LL BE GLAD YOU DID!
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KRUDE OIL
by Thomas Josiah ChappelleFor whatever intrinsic “worth” we may place “value” on any particular set of words per imagery, ....”Will the words alone vie for curre…
It is said that a “picture is worth a thousand words”....So what is the most C-R-U-D-E ?
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Thanks for the Feature Mixed Media Group!
by Makeba Kedem-DuBoseFeature, Mixed Media Group, Jewel Foundation, Open Door Gallery
Sunday Morning, Triptych / Mixed Media on Canvas
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compelled
by David DonioI feel compelled / not because I can say this / but because I must stagnation and degradation / within the church / Americanized doctrine …
wrote this when thinking about americanized christianity and how it really goes against what the Gospel really is….. it’s God reaching out to the outcast and lost….
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