Dark glass
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Through A Glass Darkly. By Paul D Robertson Pastels 140 cms x 97 I like this piece very much. Sometimes in my work I can witness myself taking leaps of quality, and I believe that this is one of those times. It is an indescribable sensation to see my own hands make something such as this. I begin the with a person, a woman, before me, some materials – paper, chalk, paint. At the end of the slow still hours quickening my fingers, I surface from the fugue and wake from the trance of working. And sometimes I have something before me that is beautiful that did not exist, that what the world did not hold before I began. And it will last for centuries. I love the idea of obscured reflections and scattered and refracted light – my desire to work is pushed further every time I stumble upon something I know I must pursue. In many of my works, whenever it is practical, I will place a left-hand print on a wall or smudging a piece of glass. I have done this for years, and I will never stop. Recently the idea occurred to me that since this has become one of the defining symbols within my work, I could execute a piece based entire on the idea. So I made it happen. I forced it into existence. And I am so left handed, you see, that I almost walk with a limp.
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It’s wet in Brisbane… loving cozy days and nights I reckon this’d make a nice…. “missing you” card. Abstracts and Artsy Architecture Landscapes and Nature Street Tasmania
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Cute starfish weating a bikini bottom and sunglasses.
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Thought since this seems to be my most popular piece I should perhaps upload a version of it big enough for those who care for it to have access to BIG PRINTS. So here you are then :) - Paul. Through A Glass Darkly. By Paul D Robertson Pastels 140 cms x 97 I like this piece very much. Sometimes in my work I can witness myself taking leaps of quality, and I believe that this is one of those times. It is an indescribable sensation to see my own hands make something such as this. I begin the with a person, a woman, before me, some materials – paper, chalk, paint. At the end of the slow still hours quickening my fingers, I surface from the fugue and wake from the trance of working. And sometimes I have something before me that is beautiful that did not exist, that what the world did not hold before I began. And it will last for centuries. I love the idea of obscured reflections and scattered and refracted light – my desire to work is pushed further every time I stumble upon something I know I must pursue. In many of my works, whenever it is practical, I will place a left-hand print on a wall or smudging a piece of glass. I have done this for years, and I will never stop. Recently the idea occurred to me that since this has become one of the defining symbols within my work, I could execute a piece based entire on the idea. So I made it happen. I forced it into existence. And I am so left handed, you see, that I almost walk with a limp.
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Fairly old shot that I just chucked some of my new editing style at… I think it turned out alright! Enjoy!
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If this prooves popular, I’ll make it a a series with several images. / I have over a 100 of these photos, true some are awful, but there are quite a few I feel are good… so yer, if u like it, keep an eye out for more Enjoy! _
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montage of oddly matching elements a group of ‘found’objects, from cgtextures ,clipart, my photos and then some…. all put together in photoshop
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Stock Photo Credit: / Glass heart / Model / Dove / Background / Moon
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Playing chess late in the night… June 2008. Canon EOS 300X, Sigma 28-135. Post-processing: retouch, sharpening, watercolor, brightness correction, convert to B&W, crop. More chess:
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The other side..by Martin Muir Wake me up inside open music in new tab
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Resources: sxc.hu & personal
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All work in this portfolio is © Stephanie Rachel Seely. / These materials (images and poems) may NOT be edited, copied, reproduced, printed, distributed, displayed, performed, or used in any way, in whole or in part, without my written permission. Please respect copyright and do not save or upload any images or poems to Photobucket, Flickr, Myspace, Facebook etc. These creative materials are NOT public domain. This artwork was featured in The Love Of Eerie and Enchanting Artwork Long before I ever made my own artwork, I used to do a lot of looking through online galleries like digitalblasphemy.com and 5thdimensionstudios.com. The artwork I liked best contained glass orbs floating on a still surface. I always thought they were so enigmatic… ...Stock Credits… / Background / Stock copyrights remain the property of their respective owners.
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Glasses can be sexy :P / Self Portrait / © Jessica Walker 2009 More from the series: /
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life is not always bright and colorful - / a special thank you to ghostbones (Flickr) for sharing a great texture ! / . / . / .
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My Website Featured in Freedom In Words & Art August 09 Nobody Told Me Everybody’s talking and no one says a word / Everybody’s making love and no one really cares / There’s Nazis in the bathroom just below the stairs / Always something happening and nothing going on / There’s always something cooking and nothing in the pot / They’re starving back in China so finish what you got Nobody told me there’d be days like these / Nobody told me there’d be days like these / Nobody told me there’d be days like these / Strange days indeed—strange days indeed Everybody’s runnin’ and no one makes a move / Everyone’s a winner and nothing left to lose / There’s a little yellow idol to the north of Katmandu / Everybody’s flying and no one leaves the ground / Everybody’s crying and no one makes a sound / There’s a place for us in the movies you just gotta lay around Nobody told me there’d be days like these / Nobody told me there’d be days like these / Nobody told me there’d be days like these / Strange days indeed—most peculiar, mama Everybody’s smoking and no one’s getting high / Everybody’s flying and never touch the sky / There’s a UFO over New York and I ain’t too surprised Nobody told me there’d be days like these / Nobody told me there’d be days like these / Nobody told me there’d be days like these / Strange days indeed—most peculiar, mama John Lennon
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My Website I love this Song Smoke Gets In Your Eyes They asked me how I knew / My true love was true / Oh, I of course replied / Something here inside cannot be denied They said someday you’ll find / All who love are blind / Oh, when your heart’s on fire / You must realize / Smoke gets in your eyes So I chaffed them and I gaily laughed / To think they could doubt my love / Yet today my love has flown away / I am without my love Now laughing friends deride / Tears I can not hide / Oh, so I smile and say / When a lovely flame dies / Smoke gets in your eyes / Smoke gets in your eyes / The Platters
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should be seen in larger :) form , it is a 4064×2704 pixel Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, / Enwrought with golden and silver light, / The blue and the dim and the dark cloths / Of night and light and the half light, Wishes for the clothes of heaven by William Butler Yeats I took quite a few of my sunset photos and merged and played. oh how I love to look at the sky and think of what a beauty there. what lies beyond.. all captures of Florida UsA sun and sky ..we have had some incredibly interesting and loud and lovely weather.. lately.
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What is it like to leave, to go away not come back. I probably think about it way too much, I used to want to go so badly, more for the sake of it than anything else. Right now though, I have reason to stick around. / I touched a leaver on this morning, the feeling didn’t linger the way it did the other day, It was cold, I expected the warmth like i am used to, the feeling of acceptance of my touch being absorbed into the skin. At least he had his hat with him as he was on his way, its alright, it meant something to us to see it go with him, the smiles formed beneath the tears dispersing them at least for a little while. / One foot in front of the other we carried an empty box a moment after the last glances of the dust trails left behind. / Where did you go? i can only wonder, you say you’ll be there on that day you spoke, but will you really? or is it just a pleasant thought that can be believed to be true, I’ll smile for you. / / . Self / Nikon D90 18-200 / Shot around 11pm Featured in / JPG Cast Offs / Sydney / 1620 / Photography UNlimited / Art Of Intrigue / Canon vs Nikon / Insomniacs and Other Night Crawlers
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Empty
by Kim CalvertThe house sits like her heart… Empty, once full of love and life, now the halls echo with the laughter..the joy of their love, Memories of happiness are all she has. He left for work that day with a kiss to her lips, a “I love you” on his way out the door, she waved to him out the window and blew him a kiss..if she only knew that would be the last time she tasted his kiss, felt his touch,she would never have let him go..The only relief out of all this pain and heartache is he didn’t suffer, when the truck hit his car head on, he died instantly. Now she waits, unable to leave their home, not wanting to go on, knowing that he waits for her..she prays for “HER” life after death, to be in his arms again, to feel his kiss, his touch, to make this house their home for eternity, the way it should have been..but again she wakes to the emptiness of the halls, the emptiness of their bed and of her heart..she goes to the window and like a movie played over and over agiain she sees him getting into his car..she pounds on the window..yells for him to STOP!!!..to COME BACK!!!...and like every day he pulls away and disappears into thin air…leaving her again.to her pain, and their empty house. Another abandoned house, Loved the blue color of this place. Nikon D90 / 18-200 mm VR lens
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A window on the back of a building, the reflections of the sky and another building with power lines could be seen. Nikon D90 / 18-200mm VR Lens
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Well, not glass, but still water that evening that looked like glass, and it was this view of the gull looking through the dark reflection that caught my eye… Nikon D70s; Sigma 50-500mm lens;f/6.3; 1/200sec; 320mm focal length; PSE And I think these two shots sort of work together. They may be only the lowly sky-rats to some, but they are among my most favorite birds for their big hearts and courage not to fly off as soon as you come within meters of them. /
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