Why? Why is she crying? Has she been hurt? Has she been burned by love? Has she been tormented? Or is she the tormentor …
Ink on paper illustration. A sad, pretty, awkward girl atop a cliff. The work inspired a gorgeous piece of writing by Nicole Ryan called Dangling Ankles
A pop art illustration I originally had published in Yen magazine.
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3rd Annual WinterWolf Studios traditional art competition. This piece came in third place! Hoorah! Referenced off of one of their photos. Can check their stuff out here – http://girltripped.deviantart.com/
This elderly lady is one of the oldest inhabitants in the quaint town Villa del Totoral in Cordoba, Argentina / /
First love, the love that clings to your heart forever, no matter how much pain it has caused, no matter how many tears have fallen, first love will never leave my soul. by Unknown /
I climb, I slip, I fall / Reaching for your hands / But I lay here all alone / Sweating all your blood If I could find out how / To make you listen now / Because I’m starving for you here / With my undying love / And I, I will Breathe for love tomorrow / Cause there’s no hope for today / Breathe for love tomorrow / Cause maybe there’s another way I climb, I slip, I fall / Reaching for your hands / But I lay here all alone / Sweating all your blood If I could find out how / To make you listen now / Because I’m starving for you here / With my undying love / And I, I will Breathe for love tomorrow / Cause there’s no hope for today / Breathe for love tomorrow / Cause maybe there’s another way Breathe for love tomorrow / Cause there’s no hope for today / Breathe for love tomorrow / Cause maybe there’s another way I climb, I slip, I fall / Into your empty hands / But I lay here all alone / Sweating all your blood Lyrics by / Paramore
By: DALE CRUM Oh, if humans only knew what trees know. / History has walked--loved-and killed / Around them-under them-and in them / Oh, if we could plug headphones into a knot / Oh, if we could sit in their shade and listen—not talk / Oh, how feeble and foolish is this creature called man / They do whisper in the quiet morning breeze / They do show the brevity of man in autumn / In the transition from life unto death / The glory and splendor of that next life / For in their passing, the leaves become most radiant / They raise their voices in hues of flame and passion / Then sling them to the whim of the winter winds / Burial mounds do gather beneath their feet / Man only sees the toil of the raking / By storm do the trees warn by tapping windows / By beating on roofs / By crashing onto cars / By ripping down the wires of lightening / The trees do not always whisper / Perhaps wisdom would be to listen more closely / That they not be compelled to raise their voices? / DC This one has my own eye in it. I drew the tear in by hand—it was really tricky to make it look real. I created this using only my own original photos. If you love this one please go see another one of my TREE ART PIECES called “WISE LIKE A TREE” / http://www.redbubble.com/people/dalecrum/art/2056938-3-wise-like-a-tree
2B & 4B lead pencil
canon 20D dslr / editing in CS3
Portrait of my son. / / Canon 400d / 50mm f/1.8 / / Visit my website On The Rock Photography
©Aimee Stewart, Foxfires – please see my CC Terms of Use before considering using this image for any personal or commercial: Foxfires Terms / (Please do not repost this on Photobucket or Flickr!) / —-—-—-—-——- Like a pearl dropped in red dark wine, / Your pale face sank within my heart, / Not to be mine, yet always mine. The cruel agonies, the poignant struggles, / the bitter tears have been replaced by a tender companion… / pale and gentle Melancholy —-—-—-—-——- Artist’s notes: What started out as a doodle to break through my Artist’s block, turned into this. Letting the mind wander, enjoying texture and color…. —-—-—-—-——- / Model: Chona Stock / Brushes: Greenaleydis-Stock / Obsidian Dawn Brushes
honey turns ink / black river runs / and untold stories remain silent… . gorgeous rare bird sometimes strangest things happen… / i painted this today at work… / was very happy with it until i took a break for dinner… / when i came back, i overworked it… again… / unhappy, i made her mascara run… / and seems at about the time, she uploaded this image ... selkie is an amazingly talented artist/poet who’s been inspiring me lately… each time i see her portraits, i get an uncontrollable impulse to paint her… cannot help it… ;P thank you so much, selkie, for your friendship… you are an inspiration… . o5.12.2oo9 / acrylic on canvas / 18”x 36” .
MUSIC Maxoperandi / “photomanipulation” Model photography by Maxoperandi (thanks so much)
girl with tattooed tears
Stock references : / Model by AttempteStock from deviantart.com , bird by shoofly-stock.deviantart.comart, textures my own .
Please come join me at myspace.com/Artistmind oil on canvas / 14×24”
. far away and long ago…. . 13/100 for 1000 girls in 100 days / topic: tears or mascara run (3/5 mimi’s topic) i know i skipped 11 and 12…. / did this for 11, but she started to cry and had perfect mascara run…. / will do 11 and 12 tomorrow… : ) . larger view . 11.o7.2oo9 / acrylic on canvas / digital / 24”x 30” .
part 11 of my phoenix series photo-manipulation + digital painting / model: MJRANUM © 2009 jokiargu creations / All rights reserved thank you for viewing my heART!!!*
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