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Post box in the Old Dutch Fort, Galle, Sri Lanka Iceland / Belgium / Italy / France / Hungary / Spain / Sri Lanka / USA / London / Portraits / Other
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“What do I want to take home from my summer vacation? Time. The wonderful luxury of being at rest. The days when you shut down the mental machinery that keeps life on track and let life simply wander. The days when you stop planning, analyzing, thinking and just are. Summer is my period of grace.” / - Ellen Goodman Posterlounge Store – Portfolio/Blog – deviantART Shop / “To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.”
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Moods
by Ruth PalmerAcrylic on canvas.
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I have the full set of alphabets for this spring flower design including numbers from 0 to 9 and symbols like !,? and &. If you would like a custom made card or t-shirt spelling out your name or a message with these letters, please bubblemail me and let me know. Cheers!
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Copyright 2008-2009 © Helen Chierego / This image is protected by copyright law and is not to be used without express written permission from the copyright holder. / Images may not be copied, reproduced, altered or used for any advertising, displays, any other web sites or for any business or promotional purpose or any other way (whole or in part) without prior written approval of the copyright holder. / All Rights Reserved / Degraves Street, Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. I used to go to a disco in this street many moons ago. I wondered whether it was through that doorway and downstairs to the basement. I remember seeing Stevie Wright’s band play there. Maybe someone could enlighten me on where it was. The street has changed so much over the years but was always interesting. I remember a great cake shop with Viennese style cakes and a place that I could buy vegetarian food-that was in the late sixties-for those who remember. ha ha ha! Later CAE art classes with Mirka Mora when I took my son to ‘cause he didn’t want to go to school that day. I’m sure he learned more there that day than he would have at school. My mother and grandmother (and I suppose great-grandmother) always had a love of the little lanes and streets of Melbourne and we would always walk up Degraves street and cross Flinders Lane meander through Block Arcade on our way to the ‘must see’ Royal Arcade to look at Gog and Magog with the clock. Then off the gallery that used to be housed along with the museum in the State Library of Victoria building. Yesterday to continue that tradition I took my grandaughter through these streets and then we went to the galleries at Fed Square and then St Kilda road. At 3 and a half – she loved those places as I’ve no doubt that Melbourne is singing in her blood. The family has been here since 1856! Looks like we are here to stay!!!
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487 views ..the little boat waits patiently on the ebbing tide in the harbour for his master, dreaming of where they may go and what adventure lies next.. my first experimental painting of a boat.. painted at the river Waveney Norfolk Broads UK …inspired by the book ‘Three men in a boat’ by Jerome K Jerome….....Watercolor on Bockingford paper 12×18” ,with Rowney Daler watercolour paints.. Lulu featured in ‘ART by Bubble hosts’ ....
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Copyright 2008-2009 © Helen Chierego / This image is protected by copyright law and is not to be used without express written permission from the copyright holder. / Images may not be copied, reproduced, altered or used for any advertising, displays, any other web sites or for any business or promotional purpose or any other way (whole or in part) without prior written approval of the copyright holder. / All Rights Reserved An icon ot the western suburbs of Melbourne. I enjoyed many films during my childhood in this art deco building. Glad to see it enjoying a revival. / CLICK ON T-SHIRT / / SUN PICTURE THEATRE For Yvonne, Michelle and Margot / The world is revolving faster these days / How did it happen that twenty-four hours / Now seem like eighteen…or less? Back then / The Sun sign flickered day and night / Above the picture theatre, when we jumped / Off the Spotswood bus at Yarraville Station, / To ride the railway gates with the men / And boys, while the women stood back / They swung open like welcoming arms / Scooping us into the land of reel to reel Streamers propelled by light. In the Art Deco / Building with a half sun on top, glowing / Like an icon or cross on a church / Rising up over the sugar refinery, docks / And our real lives we never thought about / While we were in Hollywood, America / The good old U S of A in Australia singing God Save the Queen, while we stood head / To shoulder with women and men dressed in suits / And the other kids who knew all the words / To an anthem sung into our colonial heads / At school and on TV without needing a script / Or subtitles on the bottom of the screen / With a bouncing ball swooping over lyrics. At the matinee we sighed when the lights were dimmed / Slipping down into our seats and out of our bodies / Onto the screen where film goddesses always ended up / With impossible heroes we read about on Fantales wrappers / While we crunched through to chocolate inside vermillion / Jaffas and licked wafered vanilla icecreams. Chilled when the lights went out once upon a time / And the curtains opened to Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho / Mother told me to cover my eyes while / She held my ears and screamed so loudly / A rush of shivers snap froze the audience / To their seats. Black and white or / Technicolor…she liked a good murder. While her daughters plagiarised musicals / To re-enact on the front verandah for kids / Who lived on the Avenue. Costumes, makeup, / Some lousy script of song and dance everyone / Sat through and wanted more of every Saturday / After Mum had said: ‘Let’s go to the flicks’ / And we came home from that dreaming place Where the Sun is now derelict and only lights / Up for vandals, who make fires in the dress / Circle, front and back stalls, turning the floors / And ceiling into charcoal as delicate as Violet Crumble. Copyright Helen Chierego. (Note: I wrote this poem long before the revival of the theatre when the interior was still a burnt out ruin.) / / /
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Melbourne Graffiti / Changes on a daily basis / My quest is to record as much as possible /
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Fractal explorer composite songs in the howling of water are the notes / our mothers wept
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A combination of acrylic and digital work.
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Copyright 2009—© Helen Chierego / This image is protected by copyright law and is not to be used without express written permission from the copyright holder. / Images may not be copied, reproduced, altered or used for any advertising, displays, any other web sites or for any business or promotional purpose or any other way (whole or in part) without prior written approval of the copyright holder. / All Rights Reserved BEAUTY BOUND The reasons lie wherein some mysterious future path / Wherein our thoughts will come to bask / In that sun that light of some far distant path / Beyond night and day wherein a way / May find a ghost of mind to play / A game of wit a game of will that sits on yonder window sill / Of eyes of light that have no mind / Entwined in time of air and light / Beyond the fires burning bright You may say a golden will of that peculiar window sill: / Eyes of light, ears of mind soul of mine / Be beauty bound / To heavens of sky and earth till this I find I rest not will of need nor want / Till mercy be my silken petticoat / Of dark desire, of mercy kind until I find this life of mine / Of you , of me, of love, of hate, of riches of another state I come to bear on that mysterious state / that others cannot reiterate / Eyes of light, ears of mind, soul of mine / Be beauty bound. You may say a golden will that sits on yonder window sill / Be beauty bound Copyright 1980-2008 Helen Chierego
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Acrylic on canvas. /
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Inspired by Incubus – oil and water
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Computer Painting ( Painter & PS) What points out Computer Painting is the use of brushes, spatulas, etc… without filters or effects, and that the art is made totally freehand on blank canvas or working on a previous image. / . / . / . / . / . / . / . / . / Don’t Worry Be Happy / . / . / . / . / . / . / . / / . / . / . / . / . / .
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Mixed media, 11×15”, watercolor paper. Companion piece to Butterfly I See also Butterfly I
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...am feeling very in tune with the cycle of Nature today so I created this lil’ digital card + wrote this wee poem for all my extraordinary, kind and gifted peepz on the Bubz lol! yesterday once more ......
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“Cascading notes from the Nightingale / gliding down from the silvery canopy / sending slivers of pleasure divinely / sweetly the songbird trills her melody”. by V.Kelly .save the birds ... experimenting with my fusions using redfield plug-inz amongst others finished after midnight…..
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“Through the shadows toward the light / a never ending symphony of love / eyes open wide in disbelief at the sight / glimpsing heavenly images from above”. by V.Kelly . / .. ... ...
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