Determination
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André’s creation: eclectic pleasures
by Maxwell EdwardBlack and white keys, saxophone, guitar, everywhere. The music has much more magnificence than can be tried to be explained through words…
Black and white keys, saxophone, guitar, everywhere. The music has much more magnificence than can be tried to be explained through words. This jazzy rendezvous has always been André’s favourite ear-food. He just loves the way its beauty, splendour, radiance is ‘unleashed’. André stares at the canvas for over a dozen times. Here he is staring at the blank space which is future marvel…or was it to be past marvel? Had he missed his chance, missed the boat which would have sailed to sentimental stardom? He refuses to collaborate more than a sentence for any one idea. Any idea that deserves a sentence must deserve no doubt. Any canvas is only worth the greatest ideas. Two André’s exist; though only one at any one time. The withdrawn analytical front, designed for most occasions. On rare occasions the other character may appear, the intensive, massively determined André who acts on impulses. Impulsive André must be begged out. A Pandora’s Box of surprises, his job will at least never cease to astonish. “Dearest André, Through years have you befriended my son Louis, so therefore I am offering an opportunity to benefit both of our interests (with intent towards your gain). Litton inc., my company has stepped up towards mainstream success. We require visual arts for our newly bought edifice. I understand you have been painting for the eight years since high school. To your discretion I would like to require a painting; just one will suffice. I would like something vibrant and colourful, yet deep and meaningful; Contemporise to your own vision. Much thanks, Dr. Raymond Fonck.” The commissioned paper lies stuck on the wall. André has read it. Now it is time for the future. It has been too long sitting around (or rather bouncing around); too get too much productivity from anything. Someone once said to him that anything is good experience. True perhaps, although he prefers productivity, especially in a time of intensity such as this; three days left until confrontation. His vigilant eyes stroll around the room, searching for advice. He is not bored, nor has he painters block, for such a term does not exist and will not ever for him. His eyes strike the clock. The clock glares 5:48 pm back. What a disgusting fierce look it has. Not 5:45, nor 6:00 and only one uncomfortable minute in-between. For at this time these uncomforting three digits add to the frustration in the actual time. “Aw!” André suddenly realizes the importance of the time. It is the one factor which never seems to be on his side but actually encourages his total progress. It is an epiphany like that of a mother to the newborn. André decides to let his hands take / control. They are the secret key, (sometimes the gatekeepers of unleashing impulsive André) His dominant left one picks up the brush (over time it has made up for its fault of statistically losing him seven years). His right hand decides to lose cognition. It dips itself into a little puddle of Sangria oil paint muck. Than it flies onto the near-centre of the canvas, smeared diagonally. His left hand takes initiative once again, waving lines of smudge to and fro. Right hand brings more paint to its destination. Myrtle, Indigo, Olive, Magnolia…and no, not that…Yes, yes, even black! (Well seal brown to be precise). All of these contextually beautiful colours unleashed! There are no thoughts in André’s mind now. This is impulsive André now; organised thought is of little importance! That colour is important here. This colour is unimportant there. A few lines of any colour are important right here or there, but perhaps a darker colour is better. More negative space up and down the edges. Shape is forming. Lines are bolding. Complete non-representational form is diminishing. Visualizations; the visualized images in mind are being…unloaded bit by bit. It is coming about. What is it though? No one knows. If anybody could guess it definitely would not be André. André knows he has the power to bring out the reality in it though. In a seemingly paradox situation he must not connect to reality at the moment though. Now, after these hours of painting, André is in the painting. He would not know it has been hours besides the constant glare of the illuminating digital clock staring from across the room; it unconsciously processes its recognition into André. The phone screams out, ‘br-ring, br-ring!’ Like the other external matter it creeps into André, until finally its screams become too annoying to ignore. It’s too late now…impulsive André has vanished; his conventional counterpart has replaced him. The phone persists though. André decides to take it (typical for his returned mannerism). He dives across the room horizontally attacking the corner where that nuisance phone lies. ‘Aw, aw, aw, aw!’ A tube of paint has squirt from underneath his stomach. Agonising that his material friend can be so painful at times (like any of his life long friends). He picks up the phone; only the tone. He has missed whatever, whoever it was. Once again, missing the boat… Now thought and all that comes with it has returned. Why now out of all times possible? There is only sadness, misery, all this escalated from these small miniscule misfortunes; all has turned to turmoil! What can one do, when feeling like crawling into a hole? His secret minor disorders such as his claustrophobia would prevent him from crawling into that hole, even if he had one. At the moment everything feels like one big hole. Not surprisingly André’s eyes begin doing the only thing they know to do in times of unrest; wander. It is impossible to ignore what is there; it has been there all along, yet has never been seen. It is beautiful! It is splendour! It is radiance!! It is interrupted by another scream of ‘br-ring br-ring’. André picks up the damn phone. Without contemplation he whispers, “Sir, madam, I’m very terribly busy, could you perhaps call back sometime?” A deep sophisticated voice replies, “Raymond Fonck, André. Listen, I need to know about the progress of the painting. How is it going; ready to sell on Friday?” Many emotions garner at the speed of light inside André allows these emotions to clash inside of him. The painting; it is beautiful, splendour, radiance! How could he give it away now, after an indescribable series of emotional contributions? It is something that has not been attempted before; yet it is new but the expression of old. It is everything, at the moment, hopefully containing more interpretive inoculations for the future. It is a subject, of just some time, yet it contains a collaboration of detail separated from time. It is…once again interrupted by screams, this time of another sort; the infuriating talking of man. “André. Are you there?” Feelings of great rebellion sweep André off his feet. He knows how he will revolutionize his life, because after all; this painting has revolutionized his thought already. “Mister Fonck. I am so sorry. Some things have come over me…a type of sickness…although I am sure you are not aware of this mad syndrome I am suffering due to it. Well to the point, I must say I will not be supplying you with your wanted artwork. Thank you for your understanding. Hopefully we can collaborate something in future.” André hangs the phone up without replies, without a stated understanding from the mister Fonck. Without even the knowledge of acceptance or approval from the mister Fonck…it does not matter. All that matters is this new painting, this contemporised vision. It is everything. Most importantly of all, it is…unleashed!
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gimp
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The eyes of a black panther
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Determined
by kordisacrylic on board
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Rock climbing in the mountains of the Eastern Cape in South Africa
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This girl has climbed all this way to get the exact flower she wants. Originally an illustration done in ink.
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acrylic on canvas
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I wish you could have been with me when I took this shot. I had run out of slide film, and only had some very old and outdated negative film left in my camera bag, when I came upon this delicate, but strong blade of grass. Despite sub zero temperatures and a frigid and vicious South Dakota winter wind, this grass seemed to be stretching gracefully and hopefully towards the last rays of the winter sun before it ducked behind the trees for the night. I was amazed by the simple beauty that this single blade of grass presented to me that day. It made me remember that even when times are tough there is always a ray of hope if you search for it. It touched me in a way that I can’t put into words. This photo is dedicated to my dear friend, Barb Johnson, who we lost to cancer. She fought hard. I pray she is in a good place now.
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There is a lady I knew who was the strongest woman I had ever met…not only physically but emotionally as well. She wrecked buildings for a living with her husband, son and some hired men. She cooked for a large amount of people regularly. She watched two children, a husband and grandson die. She always had a welcome mat out, a hug and a cup of coffee for anyone who came to her door. I could say more about this amazing woman but there is not enough room…..She passed away one year ago…I was with her until her last breath…...I miss her often and was proud to be considered her daughter and friend. / 24×24 Oil on canvas. / SOLD
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The Grass Really Is Greener…. 20×24 Mixed Media “The difference between the impossible and the possible lies in a person’s determination.” – Tommy Lasorda Featured in First Things / (Thanks Everyone!) Featured in Don’t Fence Me In / (Thanks Heather and Lisa) Featured In Live, Love, Dream / (Thanks Bamgirl) Featured in Dream & Fantasy / (Thanks Ana & Hal) Featured in Core [C.O.R.E] / (Thanks theyellowfury & Ushna ) Winner of the Today’s Best award, June 24th, 2008, at Zazzle You can contact Carrie at: carrie@carrieglennstudios.com and please visit Carrie Glenn Studios /
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Oil Pastel and Acrylic On Paper Concept: This is one of the many in Ophelia’s Love Encounters Series, it’s her experience of many facets of this wonderful thing called LOVE.. This is what she has to say about love today : ” Love makes you feel larger than life, gives you the courage to conquer all odds at hand.” This is a full size version with its night sky, I love the cropped one as well as it emphasises on the “large-ness”. Love in many of my quotes and paintings is open to personal interpretations, doesn’t necessarily mean love in the romantic sense. You can view and buy my other “Love Makes You Feel Larger Than Life” creations at my Zazzle Gallery:
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This is another pic I have taken of Dan. Years ago when I started my business there was an American poster series titled Determination. I loved this series and when I saw this shot felt that it had a very similar look. Feel that Dan is very much in the moment and as such is projecting a very powerful energy. For those interested in photographing images like this please visit -Empowered Beauty / www.leapoffaith.com.au – my personal website
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Goddess woman with core power mudra expressing strength and inner resolve. Photo based illustration.
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FIRST PLACE ~ 7/20/09 ~ Stretch challenge ~ Mood and Ambience group ~ Thank you members!!! FIRST PLACE ~ 6/10/09 ~ Perseverance challenge ~ Mood and Ambience group – thank you everyone!!! 12/29/08 – featured in Funny Kritters – Thanks!!! 12/20/08 – featured in Squirrels – thank you!!! After CONTEMPLATION, Mama Squirrel was determined to rob that birdfeeder! CONTEMPLATION / DETERMINATION / COORDINATION /
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Thank you to / night-fate-stock deviantart / for the woman’s image / The rest by me / Sometimes we all feel a bit trapped in situations that we think we cannot escape from but with some determination and will there is always a way
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Canon rebel xt canon L 70-200mm / common grackle elements pp /
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Original Medium Used: Watercolour & Pen
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This tree was actually one that had washed up on shore and blown upright by the wind. It made it look as if it were growing. These trees were all over the beach…you can see the roots of another on the left. Jekyll Island Georgia
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A shot I took down a while ago and touched up with some new techniques and learned a few things. / Taken with Canon 400D / f/5.6 / 1/250 sec / ISO-400 / 167 mm / Selective Coloring using Photoshot Elements and Lasso Tool / ................................................................ / ................................................................................................. / Click to View By Category: / - Waterfall Photos / - Selective Coloring / - Infrared Photos / - Black and White Photos / - Animal Photos / - Christmas Cards / - Halloween Cards / ...............................................................................................................
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This was captured while I was sitting on a dock in Venice Italy with a small sony digital camera. Selected as “Best of Show” 2009 at American River College in Sacramento California.(A first for me) Currently displayed at NewArtworks Gallery in Fair Oaks California.
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/ (2009.DEC.02) / Northern Steptoe Valley / Eastern Nevada Featured in / The Woman Photographer / (2009.DEC.04) / The Wild West Show / (2009.DEC.04) / First Things / (2009.DEC.03) Canon 350D EOS / Sigma 70-300mm Corel PhotoImpact x3 Views: 106 (2009.DEC.04)
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Best on full Size Another eagle capture from the November 21, 2009 shoot on the Conowingo Dam with Mike Rucci , BigD and Lori Deiter . This image is a compilation of the eagle image, shot at 300mm and taken with the Nikon D300 and the 70-300mm vr Nikon lens at Conowingo, Maryland, 11/21/09; and the clouds which were taken on 5/29/09 with the Nikon D40x and the 18-200mm vr Nikon lens in Montgomery County, Maryland. Images combined in Photoshop and treated to a bit of dodging and burning.
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