Dreamscapes
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matted print / available as cards /
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Golden Pond
by Jacky -
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The weather is still awful here…so photoshopfun again:))
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photoshop fun:)
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Framing suggestion / / / Available as posters / This work has been nominated by for the prestigious Pay it forward group. / Here’s what Cat had to say: / “Her work is unique and filled with spirit. All her images talk and tell a beautiful story. I can’t single one out, because every time I think I have seen my favourite of her works, the next one stop me in my tracks all over again. Her images has inspired many of my attempts for writing words as I am sure her work has inspired many others. I wish to nominate My way’ Thanks so much for the nomination and the kind words Cat xxx
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lots and lots of daffodils :))
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Drift Away
by Jacky -
Where do you go when you fall asleep? I have also received the prestigious nomination from the ‘pay it forward’ group, from Mark Jones with the following words.. “I have a number of favorites, but this one by Basia is so Stephen King like and as I love working with light to create an image, it inspires me to try it, somehow. Dreamscape / It leaves you asking, “what is behind the door”. Sold: 1 x laminate + 1 x matt print + 2 x cards
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Mindscape is a mental or psychological scene or area of the imagination. The word is most suitable to the filed of psychology. Mindscape has two words combined in such a way that the meaning goes beyond it – Mind and Escape… It can be translated as a Mind that wants to escape or a Mind that is in route of escaping. This adventure can be in the sense of reality or in spiritual world. / Depression sufferers escape from facts, hallucinates escape from reality, psychotics and neurotics escape from many other forms of life. We usually state that they are people who require help so that they can live an ordinary life. But who is to decide what is normal and what is abnormal? If ones can see the other side of horizon, according to them they deem the facts strongly that they hold about life, oneself and reality. They believe they are the right ones who are amongst wrong people. Are you one of them? I tend to assume we all are, one way or another. Online Galleries: / Surrealism art prints / Fantasy digital art wallpapers / Modern artists surreal pictures / 2d3d graphic design software / 3ds models max software
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Blue Man misses home.
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Featured in Dimensions 15/8/2009 /
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Featured in Dimensions framing suggestion / The very talented Cathrine / was kind enough to write this beautiful poem: Stranded I await / for signs, for answers / that may come my way / In a day, a word, a gesture / and when it comes, what would I say? For the path to walk is so unclear / My tide is low, my movement lost / Where to go, a mystery to me / Rooted, in this space of now / My final port, I don’t see Don’t want to falter / don’t want to fall / don’t want to sink / into an unknown hole / Just await, the best, I think It will come, it will tell / and then I shall answer / with a clarity of voice / in this circus of a world / I will make my choice and so I await / for my tide to come in / Entire being reaching / to be carried to the place / where my heart and mind would be meeting. / Thanks very much for all your kind support:) xxx
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Thanks very much to all who view and comment xxx
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oil on thick gallery canvas
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I am going to write a poem about war. Perhaps it will not be a real poem, but it will be about a real war. It will not be a real poem, because if the real poet were here and if the news spread through the crowd that he was going to speak—then a great silence would fall; at the first glimpse, a heavy silence would swell up, a silence big with a thousand thunderbolts. The poet would be visible; we would see him; seeing him, he would see us; and we would fade away into our own poor shadows, we would resent his being so real, we sickly ones, we troubled ones, we uneasy ones. He would be here, full to bursting with the thousand thunderbolts of the multitude of enemies he contains—for he contains them, and satisfies them when he wishes—incandescent with pain and holy anger, yet as still as a man lighting a fuse, in the great silence he would open a little tap, the very small tap of the mill of words, and let flow a poem, such a poem that it would turn you green. What I am going to make won’t be a real, poetic, poet’s poem for if the word “war” were used in a real poem—then war, the real war that the real poet speaks about, war without mercy, war without truce would break out for good in our inmost hearts. For in a real poem words bear their own facts. (René Daumal)
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Many thanks for viewing / /
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Past Glory
by JackyMany thanks for your views & comments /
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. the ocean swallowed her soul her heart spilled over / and the ocean was born / indigo and black and the moon was born / prussian and blanc / from the dreams that left her eyes the ocean swallowed her soul / and the abyss was born / deeper than indigo / blacker than black and the moon drowned in it . 1o.o7.2oo9 / acrylic on canvas / 18” x 24” .
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Falling Water Falls Area, Arkansas
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