Dream vision
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Imagine if this child could swap places with those on the other side of the wall. Even for a day. Imagine what he might find, what he might lose, what he might think. Imagine what he might do with his new-found privilege. Imagine. I imagine that’s what he’s imagining. The possibilities are endless.
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Oil on canvas 100 X 100 cm. Completed 1995. For more information or to purchase prints please visit: / www.RainbowPathArtStudio.com “I saw the angel in the marble and I carved until I set him free” – Michelangelo The Dream was the first painting that I had completed from a vision. Painting The Dream was a very interesting process for me. I was concerned how others would react to a non-Aboriginal person using a style normally synonymous with Aboriginal art, i.e. dot painting. For this reason, when it was completed, I was hesitant to show it to anyone for some years. In November 1999 I succumbed and included The Dream, along with The Awakening, in a Sacred Art exhibition that featured six local artists. The exhibition began with a special welcoming ceremony performed by the Aboriginal Elders of the region. Afterwards, the Aboriginal Elders approached me and asked questions about my visions and paintings. They said they liked my work. I was so happy and relieved to hear that. Local dignitaries, including the Governor of South Australia, Sir Erik Neal, attended the public opening. To my surprise Sir Erik Neal invited me to display The Dream at Government House (his official residence) for six months to which I agreed. After the exhibition, The Dream featured in the main boardroom of Government House to be viewed by visitors from all over the world. The story of The Dream is about the creation of our universe. The snake (Rainbow Serpent) represents the Creator. The centre shows the creation of our universe, with the hands representing the creation of spirits in all dimensions and the eggs, the creation of life. The greens and browns represent land and all things that live on the land. The shades of blue and purple represent water and all creatures that live in water. The branches and red berries represent nourishment and sustenance. / At this stage in the story, Creation is not complete; hence the black (unfilled) background at two corners. The Rainbow Serpent has entered a sleep state and has begun dreaming our future. The Dream is the first of a series showing the transition of the universe from Creation to enlightenment. The next of the series is The Awakening.
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I love seagulls! They are clean, elegant, streamlined. They have vision and they have wings wide…................... Even king-sized land aninmals have to worship them:)
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My inner rumblings reflect my personal trials, dreams, needs and obligations. My Artwork reflects who I am! THOU SHALT NOT STEAL MY ART / / Fractal / Smudge Art TM. / Photography / By: Madeline M. Allen Thank you for viewing my work. Image copyright © 2008, Madeline M. Allen / Copying and displaying or redistribution of this image without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited.
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I had a dream, / A dream so profound / That written words could not express it, / Only tears; / No verbal language could convey it, / Only visions. / This dream spoke in music, it played out in light, / It flickered and danced in emotional tremors / That originated from a source beyond the heart. It manifested within me but not of me / And hovered freely beyond me. / Elusive, I tried to grasp its full meaning, / But could only see it when I closed my eyes, / I could only feel it, when I let it go. / The dream had wings and I felt / The rush of air as it lifted me. We were as we were meant to be – / Released from the heavy chains of our humanity, / Risen above the petty materialism and power struggles / That we once thought defined us. / We had relinquished the ironies of our need for separation from others / That wrestled constantly with our deepest yearning for belonging and unity, / We had softened into our connection with the Earth / And felt her heartbeat as our own, / We had begun to tread more tenderly upon the face of / The one who sustains us, / And remembered again, / To honour the beauty that she held up in her mirror. / Our recognition grew in the knowing that what we saw in our world / Was but a reflection of what we held inside, / Of Who we truly are, / And that the choice between fear and love was our very own, / Not the whim of a distant God. In this moment, we had grown wings, / And through the very lightness of our awakening…. / We had reached beyond our human limitations / And soared free.
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I was in northern Rwanda in April 2007 as a volunteer with an aid group and we had stopped to talk with people at a local church. The town was Rhuengeri, it sits close to the border with the Democratic Republic of Congo and has the unfortunate reputation as having been home to a number of those who perpetrated the horrific genocide of 1994. / The atmosphere in Rwanda is one of pervading ‘brokeness.’ Millions of orphans live side by side with those who tortured and massacred their families 14 few, short years ago. Millions more suffer the newer enemy – HIV Aids and countless others wander ghost like in a state it seems of perpetual shock, haunted by the past and overwhelmed by the concept of a future. / This was April. The official month of mourning. When people publicly face what privately never leaves them. / I was sitting on a step tired and desperate for fresh air when I looked into the crowd that inevitably gathered wherever we were. / This woman, is by my guess perhaps 30 and she is as are most, dirt poor. / I was absolutely transfixed by her and her child. / She seemed to me to sum up so much of what I saw. / Love and desperation and yes, compassion. / Her breast is bone dry and cracked and yet she tries to feed her baby. Perhaps it is the hope inherent in the action which feeds her. / At the same time, she looks totally preoccupied by her struggle for survival. / What is she thinking as she gazes into the middle ground? / My thought is, ‘where is the next meal.’ Where will she get it from? How will she share it? And upon finishing it, where will she find the next one? / I was overwhelmed by seeing the reality of those who live literally from hour to hour, day after exhausting day. / It confronted me then. / It continues to confront me now. / – Dog photography – Africa photography / - Beach photography - Black & white photography – Dog photography – Africa photography / - Beach photography - Monotone photography
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This dreamy vision of fragrant Frangipani brings back to me the heavenly colors and scents of this alluring tropical flower which I was blessed to enjoy today in my friend’s garden. I would like to dedicate this image to everyone here at RedBubble and to send you all a virtual bouquet of plumeria. This has to be the best photo site available to anyone. The people are super friendly and supportive and the talent represented here is remarkable. The products which are shipped all over the world are of superior quality, with amazing attention to detail. I am privileged and blessed to be part of such a beautiful endeavor. My sincerest thanks to all!
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Sitting, waiting for the others in a church in Northern Rwanda, my eyes wandered, taking in the room. To tell the truth I was tired and bored and in need of a day off. Over the other side of the room sat this young man, alone. I’m not sure what he was doing there. Waiting for his Mother maybe? I wondered, should I take a shot? If he saw me it could be really uncomfortable. I mean I was really close and I couldn’t pretend I was photographing anyone else. Anyway I thought, ‘I’ll sneak a shot in.’ So, I raised the camera and started to muck around with the shot. And then he looked up. I cringed behind the lens and just sat there, frozen. He didn’t divert his gaze. For several seconds we stared at each other me on one side of the camera, him on the other. Finally I pressed the shutter. His expression remained exactly the same. I lowered the camera and returned his stare, this time with no mechanical device between us. It sounds corny but something travelled between us. An absolute realisation that we were right there, in the same place at the same time. He didn’t dismiss me or put me down. He stood right on the same level. It was unique.
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The subject of Secrets of Paradise… is the guide of the soul who in Jungian terms is called the anima. She is the angel, the heroine, the goddess who shines through the psychological darkness like a bright sky beckoning the beholder to follow their dream, risk the passage, and at all costs continue the quest. The adorning Peacock feather is symbolic of royalty and potency. In alchemy the peacock is cousin to the Phoenix, the mythical bird who rises from the ashes. The central theme of the image is the feminine eye, focused, a visionary awareness that resides in the human psyche; the third eye. Photography based mixed medium processed image.
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Imagine if this child could swap places with us? / Even for a day. / Imagine what he might find, what he might lose, what he might think. / Imagine what he might do with his new-found privilege. / Imagine. / I imagine that’s what he’s imagining. / The possibilities are endless. Also available as a Christmas card – Full size. /
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This shot is one of my favourites because it tells such a story. In the forground is a wallet being held by one of my colleagues Bart. He is buying the basket being held by the Rwandan woman in the middle of the shot. All eyes are on the transaction. This represents life and death in Africa as much as any other portrait. It is positive, but you can also feel the tension, the need, the hope. All proceeds to charity. I might even buy this myself. – Dog photography – Africa photography / - Beach photography - Black & white photography – Dog photography – Africa photography / - Beach photography - Monotone photography
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The erotic emotions of a woman deep in her own romantic thoughts Oil on stretched canvas – No Airbrushing 36 X 24 inches / 92 X 61 cm Original : / Sold / contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / ......................................................................................
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Hope u like :)) 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.
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every woman I’ve ever known was a seer / The model for this portrait was no exception…
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Another experiment, just going outside of what I know and playing with some different ways of creating my works. Thanks for viewing.
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A dream or vision where the unreal becomes real.
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Oil Pastel and Acrylic Concept:Ophelia was visited by a vision of green lately. A vision where greenery abounds, away from the hustle and bustle of urban living. A place where she can finally call her own. / View other “Vision Of Green” creations in my Zazzle store:
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My first effort at doing the ‘poem as image’ thing :) The poem is here on RedBubble. This poem is about my inspiration for creative writing, my muse. She comes to me by night. The demands of the day keep us apart, and I miss her…
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Much is lost about the women’s medicine societies of pre reservation Lakota culture, and what survives is kept private. There’s a small amount of information available about the Double Woman (DW) society. Briefly, a vision of DW grants recipients with an high level of talent in traditional skills, especially quilling and tanning. DW dreamers endow their creations with the power of dream and vision. They were (and are) gifted healers and strong, doing the same work as a man. Like men endowed with Elk medicine, DW dreamers have the power of seduction and are perceived as different from other women. DW dreamers (DWD) were sometimes lesbian, living with other women in the manner of husband and wife. This relationship might have been short or long term. If the individual’s vision changed she’d leave the relationship and entered a more traditional one, and her choice was honored by the people. While some say this was limited to DWD, I think acceptance and tolerance was practiced throughout the culture and not restricted to this society alone. / / DWD are associated with Iktomi and Elk Dreamers, men possessing the Elk Medicine. All were powerful, sexually charismatic, potent, untamed, unpredictable, and dangerous. Half of DW’s face is beautiful, the opposite side hidious. After seducing the man, DW would turn the ugly side of her face toward him and the shock drove him crazy. She’d then transform into a black tailed deer and bound away. Sexual contact was fatal to the man, who lost his mind or pined away after she left him. The DW spirit and those who dream of her may possess people standing too close to them, and DW herself can seen and heard around rocky cliffs. Her voice might be heard at night, and her feet make sounds like bones clicking, hoofs or bugs rattling, bears shuffling, and small stones knocking together. She was used as a boggy to frighten children into obeying. Like deer she hears over great distances, its tough keeping secrets from her. DW sends birthing, stomach and menstral cramps to women, and colic to babies, while DWD can cure the same conditions. DW has influence over fruits of all kinds and can send stomach pains to those who eat them. DWD are midwives and treat women’s health, reproductive conditions, gastro intestinal, urinary and lower intestinal areas. DW appears in a vision or dream as two women holding hands or a rope from which a small white dog, ball, or doll is suspended; this image may be seen beaded or painted on old pipe bags and traditional dresses and was also part of a ceremony preformed by DW society members. DW represents dualistic answers to a single question, often oracular. A DWD is gifted at whatever creative endeavor she undertakes. A fertile, wild woman untamed by man or society, she’s her own mistress. As such, she also represents the forces capable of upsetting society and its boundaries. Every creature and symbol in this painting connects to this archetype and women. The last time I had this image on RB I included some of the meanings but this time Ive told more about the archtype herself. Text and image copyright Helena Nelson – Reed, please dont use without permission.
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:) thanks for watching ! digital manipulation for an old photo
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Falling through and away (Poem)
by DamianThrough the depths of the mind / Fall deep within and see / What is there? Increasing vibrations. / Use them to fall away. / Fall through …
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