This was one of the most awesome sunsets I have stood around for – way out in the interior. The tree was so arresting in silhouette and the light was pooling more and more intensely. It was actually raining slightly. / And I was getting nibbled at by turtles in the water as I clicked away over that magic hour.
My entry for the next competition “Photoshop Creative Challenge” Entry for CONTROVERSY CHALLENGE RPA.
Snowy Phlox and balsamroot burst into color on the foothills of the Cascade Mountains as the sun sets.
Lianne / wrote an amazing poem about the desert Desert Wanderings Are the rare oases enough to / sustain the desert nomad? / And where is the desert boundary – / would the journeyman perceive / its end, or like me, see Canaan / and think it only temporary respite – / can he see beauty where I see none, / sculpture where I see sand – / has he more praise for palm trees / than I for all of Canaan’s promise? Deserts are but dry expanses of the mind / the hypochondria boredom breeds, / unirrigated months, parched and barren / where there is naught to slake one’s thirst / and coolness only stones beneath one’s tongue, / monotonous thoughtscapes, uninspired / wishing for rivers, never neared mirages / and longings so undefined / that even prayer is sterile. What happens to dreams that die? / Are they reborn in other minds / nourished in more fertile ground – / do the sands that cover them / windshift / reviving them again, or are they / preserved, like dried straw flowers, / still rich in color / but sapless, too fragile now to grow?
Rain clouds at sunset in the Arizona desert.
Wild horses running off into the sunset in Utah.
Once someone’s pride and joy, now an abandoned wreck outside a ruined building in outback New South Wales.
Digital Art: Arizona State, U.S.A. A Navajo native American woman rider stands on a high desert plateau admiring the evening sunset. / Note: All my digital art work is executed entirely with my mouse and Photoshop Elements’ brushes. It takes hours of concentration, patience and self control. Especially when the mouse wants to go right and you need it to go left! When this happens , I reluctantly leave my office and go for a stroll in my garden. / That usually takes care of the problem and then, I get back to work :)
Late afternoon light and reflection in Walpa Gorge, Kata Tjuta (The Olgas), Uluru-Kata Tjuta National Park, Central Australia. [Creative Effects: NONE]
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An incredible stormy sunset sky over the desert in early summer (2005). Kata Tjuta is silhouetted against the setting sun in the distance. Kata Tjuta (The Olgas), Central Australia, 2005. [Creative Effects: NONE]
Shot in the Sahara Desert, Libya near the Algerian border. These dunes never cease to amaze me! The colour at different times of the day are just superb. Nikon D300, 12-24mm f/4 at 12mm, f/9, 1/80sec, ISO 100. / . / / . /
Death Valley- USA – 2008 Canon 40D / L series 70-200mm IS WARNING / ©2008 Globalphotos All rights reserved. / All photographs, text and images by Globalphotos are the exclusive property of Globalphotos – protected under Australian and international copyright laws. / These images may not be reproduced, copied or manipulated without written permission. / No use for Public Domain. / Use of any image for another photographic concept or illustration is a violation of copyright.
FEATURED NIRVANA DECEMBER 2008 / FEATURED OUTSIDERS FEBRUARY 2009 / FEATURED IN AMERICAS NATURAL WONDERS / FEATURED IN TOO BRIGHT Another pic of the beginning of the sunset on my way home through the Mojave Desert in California / Taken through the car window while my husband drove. / Nikon D40x
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Attentively prepared full resolution uploaded for print purposes Atlantis Dunes, Western Cape, South Africa 5D mk II / 17-40mm / kenko cpl all rights reserved. this may not be used or reproduced in any way
The Buttes at Monument Valley are immediately recognisable icons of the American south west. Taken just prior to sunset with a Nikon D70 751 Views on the 5th Nov 2009
This image of the Right Mitten framed in between two rocks shows the shadow of the Left Mitten falling across it. The Sky was doing some amazing things behind me and I noticed that most people had truned for the sunset. I steedfast remained shooting into the park. The change in colour taking place in the Valley as the sunset came closer was amazing. The right rock is slightly burned in but I am not one to play in Layers. This is a 3 image HDR given only a slight adjustment. The resulting image was then processed in CS3 with a slight adjustment to straighten the horizion and curves to add a little extra contrast. All 3 images to make the HDR were shot with a Nikon D70 Featured in That One Great Shot / Featured in Top Shelf Wildlife & Nature Art ! / Featured in Mornings and Evenings / Featured in American Southwest / Featured in Dimensions 588 views on the 5th Nov 2009
dreamstime, sxc.hu and three sky backs from night-fate-stock.deviantart.com “Ride Like the Wind” by Christopher Cross It is the night. My body’s weak. / I’m on the run. No time to sleep. / I’ve got to ride. Ride like the wind to be free again. / And I got such a long way to go. / To make it to the border of Mexico. / So I’ll ride like the wind. I was born the son of a lawless man. / Always spoke my mind with a gun in my hand. / Lived nine lives / gunned down ten. / Gonna ride like the wind. And I got such a long way to go. / To make it to the border of Mexico. / So I’ll ride like the wind. / Ride like the wind. / Ride like the wind. Accused and tried and told to hang / I was no where in sight / when the church bells rang. / Never was the kind to do as I was told. / Gonna ride like the wind before I get old. It is the night. My body’s weak. / I’m on the run. No time to sleep. / I’ve got to ride. / Ride like the wind to be free again. And I got such a long way to go. / To make it to the border of Mexico. / So I’ll ride like the wind. / Ride like the wind. And I got such a long way to go. / To make it to the border of Mexico. / So I’ll ride like the wind. / Gonna run like the wind. This was made for a local Mexican restaurant… :)
a plant in the desert
FEATURED ON THE RB HOME PAGE AUG 21/09 Olympus E510 14/42 lens photomatix 3.2 lightroom 2.3 / Taken in Southwestern Saskatchewan / between Cantour and Success and west of highway 32 / this is a old farm house and barn yard the hedge separated them Collaboration with Marie Harris / she written an excellent poem for this piece / thank you Marie can be viewed here or on her / home page / The Old House / Rhenastarr / Author: Rhenastarr / Word Count: 338 / browse writing next / The Old House I was inspired by the work of PFrogg and his beautiful work HOUSE ON THE HILL / The Old House belongs to the following groups: / ! Creative Writing & Poetry !, All About Your Best Work, All Out Emotion, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Bits and Pieces , Core [C.O.R.E], Creative, Talented, and Unknown, Everyday Life, Freedom to Shine, If it doesn’t belong, Inspired By Life, JPG Cast-Offs, Lifeline, Light In The Darkness, Live and Let Live, Live, Love, Dream, Masterpieces: Literary Workshop, Shameless Self-Promotion, The Patchwork , The Scavenger Hunt, THE SISTERHOOD, The Word Tree, Up & Coming Writers, Vibration in Art and Verse – VAVoom! and WMG Silhouetted by the setting sun / Stand the remnants of what / I have become / My windows black holes that / Once contained love and light / My doors hanging on hinges / That have rusted and let go / From my frame / I am now a haven for critters / Of the night / And scavengers of the day / My sagging porch that once / Supported rocking chairs / Swaying happily to and fro / Now lean the way of desolate / And ravaged by the elements and / Ever encroaching time / Here I stand defenseless / Lost in abandonment by those / That filled my rooms with laughter / And love / Memories are all that I have left / Memories of happier times / When wild roses bloomed around / Me / Their fragrance lending a lovely / Headiness to each summer day / In the fall the padding of tiny feet / Padding to the door / Shouting trick or treat / In winter, the snow falling white / And softly enclosing me within / With a crackling fireplace / Marshmallows roasting on my fire / And the ever present feeling of / Love and family / In the spring the world renewed / Bringing hope for continuation / Many seasons have come and gone / And still I cling to hope / I keep watching from my stationary / Post / Waiting for another family to want / Me / To rejuvenate me with new timbers / New floors, new windows / And that feeling of belonging / How I long to once again belong / So I wait but my time is fast losing / Ground / As each day brings me closer to / Total collapse / I shudder when I think of myself / Laying in a pile upon the earth / On which I stand / I remain ever vigilant for that / Someone to see me as I used / To be / And utter the words there are / Still good bones here, we can / Renovate this beautiful old relic / Relic is what I am but oh those / Words would go singing through / My empty rooms / Would again fill each corner with laughter / and love / Oh to be reborn / So patience must be mine / As I stand waiting. / M. Harris
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