Digitally mother
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Aphrodite and her son Eros, Goddess and God of Love. Muse, tell me the deeds of golden Aphrodite the Cyprian, who stirs up sweet passion in the gods and subdues the tribes of mortal men and birds that fly in air and all the many creatures that the dry land rears, and all that the sea: all these love the deeds of rich-crowned Cytherea. / —Homeric Hymn to Aphrodite 5.1–5 More Olympians / / / /
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Words of love and lust
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The words of truth and the images of love.
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The wonder and the colour of the rainbow, dripping into the daisy!
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The glory of the sunflower and the wonder of the sunset!
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Just playing around with an old drawing :o)
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I love this photo. This photo was published in the Digital Photographer magazine! (Spring, 2009) It was also on display at Wassenburg Art Center in Van Wert, Ohio from October 5 – 31, 2008. This was taken in the early Spring. This is a pear blossom tree flower. Shutter Speed 1/800 / F6.3 / ISO 200 / Focal Length 200m / Nikon D80 Copyright :: All Rights Reserved / Registered :: Fri Jan 16 03:00:54 UTC 2009 Title :: White and Pink Flowers
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Charcoal drawing and Apophysis overlays
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It all started with a TV screen shot. I got then inspired to start a series of compositions called The colours of love. This artwork is the first in this series. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did creating it. This artwork was Sold in canvas format: /
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Charcoal drawing, photo and Apophysis overlays
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Digital manipulation based on Amur Tigress Yenna and one of her three cubs. The tigers’ pose is genuine – the family of tigers were very tactile and playful with mum. ;o)
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Done in Photoshop / Used the liquid brushes What happens to the Earth-Happens to the People / Mother speaks / all feel her / all hear her / all know her / Few respect her Featured in the SISTERHOOD / Featured in PEACE,LOVE & TRANQUILITY / Featured in Globes, Spheres and Curves From my Mother I rise /
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[portrait taken in Natural Light] : 16/11/2008 [AS IS] I was walking from one village to the next, in Remote Nigeria. one of the team noticed this young girl following us for some time. I stopped and spoke to her through an interpretor. We learned that she was 13 years old and caring for three younger Sisters. As she told us here story, I Felt compelled to return to her village. There we met her three younger sisters in the most extreme poverty. Both Parents were dead and no other living relatives. We spoke to the village Chief and the elders who pleaded with us to help the family. We did, as God lead us to and blessed her with clothing, and the following day we sent two of our field workers to meet with her and now they have a small regular income from our mission funds. UPDATE 5-8-2009. Mary is now at School. We pay her school fees adn her three younger sisters are well and happy. We need help with Susan, aged 9. She wants to go to school also. We need help with school fees, uniform adn text books. Can you help? will you Help? ALL MONEY RAISED FROM SALE OF MY ART, DONATED ART AND DONATIONS MADE VIA OUR CHARITY WEBSITE, GOES TO HELP THESE PRECIOUS CHILDREN. WE TAKE NOTHING OUT OF WHAT YOU GIVE TOWARDS CHARITY OVERHEADS. WE ARE NOT SALARIED AND COVER OUR OWN TRAVEL EXPENSES. SO ALL THAT YOU GIVE GOES TO THESE CHILDREN / To make a donation, or find out more, Please visit our Charity Mission website: http://www.philadelphia33.org/ See 4 DVD clips of our work in Africa And India.“http://www.youtube.com//PhiladelphiaMission”:http://www.youtube.com//PhiladelphiaMission Camera: canon EOS 400D / Lens: Canon EF 70-300 IS HSM.
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Pro Life Stock: All Stock Found On Deviant Art.com Model: Voivodess-Stock / Ultra Sound: CharmedCuervo / Textures: bashcorpo, amptone-stock and parablev Private images included. I am not bashing either of the political parties. / This is to inform other pro-lifer’s that our tax dollars / are going to abortions, once again… I am taking a bold move and disagreeing / with the newly elected president. I am aware / that he is loved through out all countries and / this site, keep in mind we all will disagree / at one time or another with his decisions. If abortion is a personal choice and I do not / force my choices upon them, why should their / opinions be forced upon me? If it is a personal / choice why is my money being taken from me / to fund such a personal “procedure”? Another Man’s Trash Ash Sivils © 2007-2009 No Derivative Works — You may not alter, transform, or / build upon this work in any shape way or form unless you / gain a waiver from me, not a representative. You may not / import, export, print, redistribute or claim as your personal / work. You may not sell this art or assign right to others, all / images are copyrighted please respect those rights.
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featured in Arthouse Productions 04-11-2009 / featured in A Fractal Energy Passion / featured in A Fascinating Purple 02-27-2009 PLEASE CHECK OUT THE MUSIC Cheb Khaled – The Day Will Come (English Translation) And the night was outstretching its arms to cradle the day / And the shadows of our footsteps were walking to the rhythm of love / The fire was playing in the water as brothers do / Was it true or was it a dream? / Oh the day will come The big lions calmed down were drinking near the gazelles / The tempests were rising to quench the embers / I have seen flowers in the middle of a desert / Is it the truth or just another chimera? / Oh the day will come I have seen the summer self effaced in salute of September / The instruments tuning up to invent together / Rainbows illuminating storms / Was I asleep? / Was it only a mirage ? / Oh the day will come If God made us hands, it is only to caress / If he made arms, it is to protect / Our brain to invent and our voices to sing / Change dreams into reality I have seen stones softer than the softest velvet / And thorns dying at the first words of love / I have seen the peace blessing my beloved country / Was it true or was it only a dream ? / Oh the day will come, the day will come… Cheb Khaled – Le Jour Viendra (Original Lyrics) Et la nuit tendait les bras pour y bercer le jour / Et les ombres de nos pas marchaient au pas de l’amour / Le feu jouait dans l’eau comme jouent des frères / Etait-ce vrai ou bien n’était-ce qu’un rêve ? / Oh… Le jour viendra Les grands lions apaisés buvaient près des gazelles / Les tempêtes se levaient pour éteindre les braises / J’ai vu des fleurs au beau milieu d’un désert / La vérité ou juste une autre chimère ? / Mmm… Le jour viendra J’ai vu l’été s’effacer en saluant septembre / Les instruments s’accorder pour inventer ensemble / Des arcs-en-ciel illuminer des orages / Etais-je endormi, n’était-ce qu’un mirage ? / Oh… Le jour viendra Si Dieu nous a fait des mains ce n’est que pour caresser / S’il a fait des bras c’est pour protéger / Nos cerveaux pour inventer et nos voix pour chanter / Changer les rêves en réalité J’ai vu des cailloux plus doux que le plus doux des velours / Et des épines mourir au premier des mots d’amour / J’ai vu la paix bénir mon pays que j’aime / Etait-ce vrai ou bien n’était-ce qu’un rêve ? / Oh… Le jour viendra Le jour viendra Le jour viendra Le jour viendra Le jour viendra Le jour viendra… fractals created with Apophysis
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Mother earth is slipping through our fingers as we deplete her resources and drive her wildlife to extinction which All ultimately leads to our own. Cropped Mother Earth /
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Remember Me…. / The idea came from watching an old 70’s BeeGee’s clip of Don’t Forget to Remember Me…it’s quite funny with the boys in full period dress singing a country ballad, but the song stayed with me all day. Available as an art print, canvas print, greeting card and poster. / Image copyright © 2009 Shanina Conway. / Copying and displaying or redistribution of this image without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited.
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“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; / Conspiring with him how to load and bless / With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; / To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, / And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; / To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells / With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, / And still more, later flowers for the bees, / Until they think warm days will never cease, / For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells . . . “ - from John Keats’ “Ode to Autumn” Digital Oil Painting
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For My Daughter. / FEATURED IN ALL IN EDITING / FEATURED IN EMI (EARTHMONSTER ILLUSTRATED) / FEATURED IN MATURE WOMAN / REDBUBBLE (POPULAR ART & PHOTOGRAPHY) / Digital Art / I think of Eric Clapton’s song…My Father’s Eyes… / My daughter looks at me with the eyes of my mother. /
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/ / Original pencil drawing on Aquarelle Arches paper 56×76cm / Drawing 15 hours/painting 12 hours = 27 hours total A digitally painted hand drawn artwork… the inspiration for this is “Meeting Places”... As a child one of the most frequent things we did together as a family was to attend church on Sundays, I went to a Catholic School and the church I remember best was St Agnes’ at Port Macquarie… the nuns would come over for morning tea sometimes, and the priests would come for dinner occasionally…they were the days of fun parish picnics and life that wasn’t so hurried..when we took time to socialise, meeting and enjoying one another’s company. Mum was/is a great cook and host…and although this picture isn’t authentic as a portrait of her and myself…it’s representative. It’s also representative of new life and hope for the future, as the mother figure is with child….. and the child herself nurtures the wildlife…perhaps she is taking them to church for a blessing… perhaps the joey has lost his mother and needs nursing til he can fend for himself. The kookaburra is all seeing and all knowing….. the wise overseer of the bush… in this case, he stands in as the owl figure.
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... a combination of 4 of my photographs / photo-manipulation, PS CS4 / the face and hair are digitally painted…... © 2009 jokiargu creations / All rights reserved thank you for viewing my heART!!!
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“The sea gives up her treasure in a shell to unfurl / fashioned and sculpted o’er eons of time / exquisite translucence sweet Mother of pearl” by V.Kelly Pinctada is a genus of pearl oysters. These are saltwater clams, marine bivalve mollusks of the genus Pinctada in the family Pteriidae. They have a strong inner shell layer composed of nacre, also known as mother of pearl. Save our seas .. Roxy music .finished after midnight ....
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