Depression
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Anguished II
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Yep…me again :)
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self
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Anguished
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The original painting is 30” x 24” Acrylic on canvas. A film of me painting it can be seen on my website to see me Painting On Canvas The original is on display on my website. Click here to Buy original paintings
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this photo has been added to the “Color Theory” theme at www.jpgmag.com in the hope of getting my picture published. so if anyone else has an account with these guys i would very much appreciate it if you could vote for me and ill return the favor… as this theme isn’t scheduled for an issue yet you cant vote. but be sure to let me know when you vote so i can return he favor! i will always be with you This image is also now up for submission at DIGITAL CAMERA MAG so please help me get this photo published and vote!! thanks you everyone. As another member from redbubble has writen a poem inspired by this photo ive included a link so you guys can read it / ive read the poem and think its amazing thanks for choosing my image UBUIBME86 thanks for looking people! 13.0 sec at f / 16 / 22mm focal length / ISO 100 / no flash / street lighting – tungsten / canon eos 20d /
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For quite some time now,about 3 months,I have been experiencing a lot / of pain throughout my body that the doctor’s can’t seem to pinpoint. This piece / was inspired by my tarot card drawing for yesterday.
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An endless journey some might call it.
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A very old analouge negative taken on Boxing Day some twenty odd years ago. This girl was living with my younger sister in Darlinghurst in Sydney at the time and yes there were drugs involved. Neither of them survived the experience. All I have left is some very old photo’s and my memories. To death us do drug. Was that a challenge, a motto or a promise. I could never work it out.
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Self Portrait Taken on a Back Alley Atelier expedition to an unused mental health facility in rural Victoria. This particular image was taken on the floor of the morgue which was icy cold and sterile and unlike the rest of the facility, kept clean and relatively dust free. www.joobrien.com.au
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Graphite Pencil (c) REO 2007
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Considering everything in life, and if it’s worth it. Hopefully it is.
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“Don’t talk to strangers / ‘Cause they’re only there to do you harm / Don’t write in starlight / ‘Cause the words may come out real Don’t hide in doorways / You may find the key that opens up your soul / Don’t go to heaven / ‘Cause it’s really only hell” Ronnie James Dio Model – my brother Serg…
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Doll 03. Hand drawn and scanned into Photoshop. Doll01 Doll02 Doll04
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Vector Artwork / Everything! / see also: /
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Where Shadows Cry she came to a place where shadows cry / silenced tongue sings no relief, no sigh / draws only sorrow nigh steps unseen on a fogged covered ground / a broken heart beat, the only sound / solace sought but not found playing where the shadows hide / staying where the shadows chide a cutting blade lashes at her soul / it bleeds her heart, taking on control / her inner light it stole a searing scream begging for release / the red drops fall, the pain will not cease / sting of wounds brings no peace falling where the shadows dwell / calling where the shadows yell now a calmness seed drops in her head / a ray of strength leading heart, it said / come follow me instead some scars are left where anger was placed / in her mind’s eye, some sanity disgraced / bitter lessons now faced burning from the shadows rip / turning from the shadows grip Author: Roger Sampson
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Oil pastels on black A3 paper. / used a reference photo a wonderful friend took of me. thank you so much for that. / Classical style isn’t it. I’m enjoying oil pastels at the moment. I’m looking into blending techniques mostly. And yay! foreshortening! A lil. A girl full of hate falls in love too easily for her own good. kicking and screaming into paradise just to burn it down in an attempt to keep warm by a fire. she can hold back the tears but she can’t stop causing them. Oh how it hurts, more than ripping slowly at her own flesh, unstoppable by the numbing vodka that burns it’s way down her throat, keep swallowing, don’t breathe, maybe you’ll choke on it you stupid girl.
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This poor little bear helps everyone, but gets overlooked itself.
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yesterday I attemped to have a conversation with someone about what consitutes a ‘real photographer’. rather that respond he reacted by telling me I’m a negative psyhco bitch, the only bad thing about Redbubble and should hurry out to buy razor blades and kill myself. no shit! I guess this means I’ll never be a ‘real photographer’ so to celebrate my freedom from the label of ‘real’ I’ve decided to concentrate on posting some UNREAL photographs. Here’s the first. This is a chance shot taken while someone slept in the set of an alternative theatre production some years ago. Vale Peter your real to me still though you are no longer real in a corporeal sense.
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A man walk into a room with his pride on his back / He knee down on to the ground starring down at his / failure. But his pride refuse to starred down, with multiple signs / beside him. A man should look at his failure and weakness before pursue / the climbing the Everest the ultimate high. © By Hung Lin 2008
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For Everyone Who Needs Healing....... Just let us know and we will put you on OUR Healing List Encaustic Wax
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Shot this morning, a 3 bracket HDR image, output through Photoshop and Photomatix. As I said I was moving out to the country, and the photo-opps are numerous! :) I have always found scenes like this in rural America almost iconic in a sense, the ever enduring struggle of the American Farmer vs Government and big Corporate America. When I saw this I just stopped dead in my tracks, what you don’t see is the ranch house which was built about 30 years ago all boarded up….just sitting there….it really is just sad, seeing these open fields go to waste, the barn empty, with rusty farm equipment, harking back to when a family made an honest living off the land and the crops they raised. Part of America forever lost, part of a families tradition gone, forever. So goes life at times on the Eastern Plains of Colorado….... Thoughts welcomed ..the song below simply says it all…... —-—-—-—-—-—-—— See more on my website jdebordphoto.com All artwork is © John De Bord, All Rights Reserved. You may not use, replicate, manipulate, redistribute, or modify this image without my express consent John Cougar Mellencamp--Rain On The Scarecrow-Video HERE Scarecrow on a wooden cross Blackbird in the barn / Four hundred empty acres that used to be my farm / I grew up like my daddy did My grandpa cleared this land / When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand / Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow / This land fed a nation This land made me proud / And Son I’m just sorry there’s no legacy for you now / Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow / Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow / The crops we grew last summer weren’t enough to pay the loans / Couldn’t buy the seed to plant this spring and the Farmers Bank foreclosed / Called my old friend Schepman up to auction off the land / He said John it’s just my job and I hope you understand / Hey calling it your job ol’ hoss sure don’t make it right / But if you want me to I’ll say a prayer for your soul tonight / And grandma’s on the front porch swing with a Bible in her hand / Sometimes I hear her singing “Take me to the Promised Land” / When you take away a man’s dignity he can’t work his fields and cows / There’ll be blood on the scarecrow Blood on the plow / Blood on the scarecrow Blood on the plow / Well there’s ninety-seven crosses planted in the courthouse yard / Ninety-seven families who lost ninety-seven farms / I think about my grandpa and my neighbors and my name / And some nights I feel like dyin’ Like that scarecrow in the rain / Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow / This land fed a nation This land made me proud / And Son I’m just sorry they’re just memories for you now / Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow / Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow / Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow / This land fed a nation This land made me proud / And Son I’m just sorry they’re just memories for you now / Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow / Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
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