This fantastic image was also taken from my home in Tucson, Arizona.
Rain clouds at sunset in the Arizona desert.
Flax and toe toe silhoette at Baylys Beach NZ /
swallows and the red moon – the chinese word “ming” in this illustration means “bright” in english A BIG THANK YOU to the fabulous buyer who bought this large framed print on the 12th of September, 2008! cheers :) /
Taken at sunset at Laval-Ouest beach on 22/04/08(spring in Canada). Used my Canon A75. I am pleased with the color and calmness of the lake. The name came to me instantly. Although it cannot be seen by the viewer this area was flooded out and I had to take the shot from across the road as the water had spilled over. Top Ten placement in the Canada Goes for Gold challenge, Canada group November 2009 / Featured in Live, Love, Dream group, October 2008
thank you sooo much to the anonymous buyer who purchased this poster on June 27, 2008! cheers! / A BIG THANK YOU to the fabulous buyer who bought this large framed print on the 12th of September, 2008! cheers :) /
16”x 12” Watercolour painting on cold pressed paper of the sun setting from Long Island, Whitsundays. This painting is a memory of a trip my husband and I took earlier this year to the beautiful island. There were many breathtaking sunsets, with amazing rainbow colours and this was just one of them. the glow of the night / is such a sight / shadows approaching over the land / painting the sky with a rainbow wand…. FEATURED IN CREATIVE CARDS / FIRST THINGS
In modern English, the term ghost ship has come to stand for at least one of three separate definitions, all of which involving unexplained circumstances. Historically, the term has been used to refer to reported sightings of apparitions over water that have appeared in the form of maritime sailing ships, often after having previously been known to have sunk, or to derelict vessels found floating with no crew. In fiction, ghost ships have often been vessels crewed by some manner of spectral beings. Full Moons are traditionally associated with temporal insomnia, insanity and various magical phenomena such as lycanthropy. Psychologists, however, have found that there is no strong evidence for effects on human behavior around the time of a full moon. They find that studies are generally not consistent, with some showing a positive effect and others showing a negative effect (hence the terms lunacy and lunatic) Many neopagans hold a monthly ritual called an Esbat at each full moon, while some people practicing traditional Chinese religions prepare their ritual offerings to their ancestors and deities on every full and new moon
taken after a bad storm in Carroll Co Georgia I love the colors of this. / Nikon D80
All images are the copyright of the artist – / © Charlene M. Aycock / Images Do Not Belong To The Public Domain. / All Rights Reserved. Copying, altering, manipulating, redistributing displaying, modifying, distributing and/or selling any image without prior written consent/contract from the artist is strictly prohibited and subject to any and all legal remedies. It is also against copyright laws to upload any of my images, writings, or art to PHOTOBUCKET, FACEBOOK, TWITTER, MYSPACE, FLICKR, or any other internet sight. A MONETARY SETTLEMENT for any unauthorized use, and prosecution in a US Federal Court, as well as Court Cost will be assessed. I used my Canon EOS Digital Rebel XT 350D, with EOS Lens 18 – 55mm. / BEST VIEWED LARGE. This was taken up the Trinity Mountains, it was almost dark. There had been fires up there a year before. its why the trees look this way, I found it interesting and started to take the trees against that sky.
A photographic artwork. Photography and Artwork: Jennifer Woodward © 2008 Bird vector shape: Adobe.com
Storm clouds rolling in over the hills at sunset in Arizona. / Shot with Canon 20D.
Taken in Central Queensland / Canon 400D Canon 18/55 mm Lens /
Palm Silhouettes / Sunset Christmas Day on Maui The Adventurer “Dusk on the sea; the fading twilight shifts / The night wind bears the ocean’s whisper dim wind, on your bosom many a phantom drifts - A silver star climbs up the blue world rim. / Wind, make the green leaves dance above me here And idly swing my silken hammock – so; / Now, on that glimmering molten silver mere / Send the long ripples wavering to and fro. / And let your moon-white tresses touch my face And let me know your slim-armed, cool embrace While to my dreamy soul you whisper low. Dream – aye, I’ve dreamed since last night left her tower And now again she comes on star-soled feet. Welcome, old friend; here in this rose-gemmed bower I’ve drowsed away your Sultan’s golden heat. Here in my hammock, Time I’ve dreamed away For I have but to stretch a hand out, lo, I’m treading languorous shores of Yesterday, Moon-silvered deserts or the star-weird snow; I float o’er seas where ships are purple shells, / I hear the tinkle of the camel bells / That waft down Cairo’s streets when dawn winds blow. South Seas! I watch when dusky twilight comes Making vague gods of ancient, sea-set trees. / The world path beckons – loud the mystic drums – Here at my hand the magic golden keys / That fit the doors of Romance, / Wonder, / strange / Dim gossamer adventures; seas and stars. Why, I have roamed the far Moon Mountain range When sunset minted gold in shimmering bars. / All eager eyed I’ve sailed from ports of Spain / And watched the flashing topaz of the Main / When dawn was flinging witch fire on the spars. / I am content in dreams to roam my fill / The vagrant, drifting sport of wind and tide, / Slave of the greater freedom, venture’s thrill; / Here every magic ship on which I ride. Gold, green, blue, red, a priceless treasure trove, More wealth than ever pirate dared to dream. / My hammock swings – about the world I rove. / The sunset’s dusk, the dawning’s glide and gleam, Moon-dappled leaves are murmuring in the wind Which whispers tales. Lo, Tyre is just behind, Through seas of dawn I sail, / Romance abeam.” ~ by Robert Ervin Howard My images do not belong to the public domain and may not be reproduced in any manner whatsover without my express written authorization. / Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi / 25 December 2008 19:25:33 / Tv Shutter Speed 1/250 / Av Aperture Value 10.0 / ISO 100 / Lens EF28-135mm f/3.5-5.6 IS USM / Focal Length 28.0 mm Currently with 995 Views and 1 Sale
taken in matagorda in lansarote in canary islands at sunset walking along the beach
Late afternoon at Port Willunga South Australia. Looking out towards the setting sun through the remains of the Old Jetty structure. Not overly sure about the colours here, strange evening with orange red clouds and just dark enough to get a slight amount of motion in the foreground. Canon 400D, 18 -55 lens, CIR Polarising filter coupled with an ND4. Wet legs and a wet tripod, standing out in the water trying to avoid waves!!!!!!
Hi Everyone!!! ☺ I´m sorry for possibly posting duplicates of something that i might already have posted at my original stridsberg-account Thanks for stopping by! ☺ And as always…keep an eye on my own website for my most recent work and my pointless blog: Sincerly Andreas Stridsberg www.mystic-pic.com
SOLD – Featured – in the redbubble T-shirt gallery – August 2009 TOP TEN FINISH – Your best Seller Challenge – How To sell Art & T-shirts group – November 2009 close detail : /
A print version of the image that I initially did for a T-shirt. [Thanks to Skeletal Mess for some fantastic textures.] Featured – Layered with Texture – August 2009
Sounds of Then / (This is Australia) I think I hear the sounds of then, / And people talking, / The scenes recalled, by minute movement, / And songs they fall, from the backing tape. / That certain texture,that certain smell, To lie in sweat, on familiar sheets, / In brick veneer on financed beds. / In a room, of silent hardiflex / That certain texture, that certain smell, / Brings home the heavy days, / Brings home the the night time swell, Out on the patio we’d sit, / And the humidity we’d breathe, / We’d watch the lightning crack over canefields / Laugh and think, this is Australia. The block is awkward – it faces west, / With long diagonals, sloping too. / And in the distance, through the heat haze, / In convoys of silence the cattle graze. / That certain texture, that certain beat, / Brings forth the night time heat. Out on the patio we’d sit, / And the humidity we’d breathe, / We’d watch the lightning crack over canefields / Laugh and think that this is Australia. To lie in sweat, on familiar sheets, / In brick veneer on financed beds. / In a room of silent hardiflex / That certain texture, that certain smell, / Brings forth the heavy days, / Brings forth the night time sweat / Out on the patio we’d sit, / And the humidity we’d breathe, / We’d watch the lightning crack over canefields / Laugh and think, this is Australia. / This is Australia…....... Ganggajang
My Website This is for my son and his beautiful fiance (pictured) Things Can Only Get Better You can walk my path, you can wear my shoes / Learn to talk like me and be an angel too / But maybe you ain’t never gonna feel this way / You ain’t never gonna know me, but i know you / I’m singing it now- / Things can only get better / They can only get better if we see it through- / that means me and I mean you too / So teach me now that things can only get better, / They can only get, they only get, take it on from here / You know i know that things can only get better I sometimes lose myself in me, I lose track of time / And I can’t see the wood for the trees / You set them alight / burning bridges as you’ve gone / I’m too weak to fight ya / I’ve got my personal hell to deal with, then you say / Walk my path, wear my shoes, talk like that- / I’ll be an angel then / Things can only get better / they can only get better, now i found you / Things can only get better, they can only get better, / now I found you / and you and you / You have shown me prejudice and greed / And you’ve shown me how I must learn to deal with this disease / I look at things now in a different light than I did before / And I’ve found the cause / and I think you can be my cure / So teach me to… / Walk your path, wear your shoes, talk like that, I’ll be an angel and / Things can only get better….... Dream
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