Earthly photography
341 creative works found
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Title:From the Sea / Artist: Jessica Tremp / Model: Jo O’Brien THE MERMAID A mermaid found a swimming lad, / Picked him for her own, / Pressed her body to his body, / Laughed; and plunging down / Forgot in cruel happiness / That even lovers drown. William Butler Yeats a few of my favourite things come together…mystery, the sea, earthy colours and textures and an overall sense of whimsicality and melancholy
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Skeleton of desert plant. Studio still life. Photo based mixed medium image. Extreme image softness, textures, and grain.
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The symbols in this image are the tree of life with the rabbit representing birth and the raven representing death. The trees roots are wrapped around the figure of a woman; the soul of nature in her endless labor, toiling and eroding in her cyclical eternity. Photo Montage.
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Sorry about the Albert King title but it fits. I love naming my images after some of my favourite songs. Anyway, this was taken on the Ridge road Kallista in the Dandenong Ranges.
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Enjoy!
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This is Jo O’Brien’s tribute to play time, magic, and imagination. / Her protest against every adult who told her to stop daydreaming about things that didn’t exist… / / Jo has these artistic visions, Sam Brown (model)... I bring the camera!! / / See the rest of our collaborations here / / / Australiana / Born of This Earth – Series / Hearts At War / Vehicular works / Architecture / B&W Photography / Transitional Industrial Utopian Series / Abstract / Beautiful Humans / / . / You can also listen to PLV’s music / / / / / / / / / / / / / Please take a look at the wonderful work of / Red Tampa / / / / / / /
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Was priviledged to work with the beautiful Bronwen Hyde during the Aradale weekend and thank her greatly for her time, acceptence of my crazy ideas and her near perfect contortionist act to get into the metal duct! :D / This and another 2 images will be on display at the BSG Picture This exhibition that begins this Friday. / Much thanks also goes to Karen who mastered the art of throwing props in an instant! :) / / The weekend was a huge success and I thouroughly enjoyed spending time with like-minded souls. / Massive thanks to the following for your muse, inspiration and collaboration… / Kara Rasmanis / Jenny Hall / John Robb / Matt Allan from Disenchanted / Melissa Kirkham / Jo O’Brien / James Price / Michael Alesich / Lucky Vegetable / khelltic / Bronwen Hyde / Karen / / / / / / / / / Australiana / Born of This Earth – Series / Hearts At War / Vehicular works / Architecture / B&W Photography / Transitional Industrial Utopian Series / Abstract / Beautiful Humans / / . / You can also listen to PLV’s music / / /
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As I said, some more people photography is coming… and here is the start of it, I suppos we shall find out if its my thing or not by the end of this weekend, this morning i had a shoot, i have one tomoro morning and one sunday morning (all so early!)... Model – Amy Enjoy!! _
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“For a Quick Look click / Gorgeous Gods & Goddesses, / Flowers, / Beautiful Places and Things, / Weddings / Pregnancy and Babies
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So I Thought – Flyleaf - Ignorance is bliss cherish it / Pretty neighborhood / You learn too much to hold / Believe it not / And fight the tears / With pretty smiles and lies / About the times You can hear the song on Flyleafs PureVolume page
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© Simone Byrne Photography, 2008. All Rights Reserved. 19th March, 2008 A lone tree battles the elements of a drought ridden earth. A digital x-processing effect has been applied to this image. Lockwood, Victoria, Australia Camera: Canon EOS 350D Lens: Canon 18-55mm @ focal length 22mm Exposure: 1/13 sec, f16, ISO 100 Filters: Hoya UV, Cokin 121S Grad ND8 HDR: AEB (-1, 0, +1) Tone Mapping: Photomatix Pro Processing: Adobe Photoshop CS X-Processing: Adobe Lightroom Signed Print Available @ SimoneByrne.com.au Landscape Gallery Seascape Gallery Equine Gallery Spiritual Gallery Miscellaneous Gallery Tree Graveyard Gallery Mornington Peninsula Gallery HDRi Gallery B&W/Mono Gallery Featured Works Thanks for looking, all comments greatly appreciated, Simone.
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I Died many Times Before… First time I remember, I was still a toddler / sitting in the morning sun, on the concrete floor. / My grandparents’ courtyard in Salamiyeh. / I watched, fascinated, as the massive snake / made its way from the roof / down the wall in front of me. / I held a long stick in my hand, tapped / the giant head as it slithered closer. Second time, a year or so older, also in Salamiyeh. / It struck on a starry summer night. / I was playing barefooted on the patio. / Mother came running to my screams. / Sobbing, I told her a big butterfly bit my foot. / I pointed to where it ran off, watched / as she grabbed a straw broom, killed / the venomous desert scorpion with repeated blows. / I vividly recall her rushing around with one shoe on, / the other missing, laying me in a stroller, / running down darkened streets to the emergency clinic. I also died at age five, along with my mother and sister. / It happened on the two-lane Hama-Homs highway. / Mother unintentionally turned the steering wheel / as she twisted her body to chide us / for backseat bickering. No guardrails. / Nothing but protruding rocks all the way / down the steep drop-off. My first summer in college, I died in New York City. / Muggy night, uptown Manhattan, a block away from Broadway / in front of the big Cathedral. I had my arms up, / as the man who had just asked for a light / pressed the tip of his knife into my ribs. Years later, on a misty morning on Texas Highway 87, / I fell asleep at the wheel. / I had worked through the night in Victoria, / and was looking ahead to my bed in San Antonio. / My Chevy Blazer slowly drifted left / into the path of the oncoming truck. Those worlds / continue without me. / My tombstones there / mark ends of times I knew. In this one, grandmother Um Sami suddenly appeared. / Rounded boulder hoisted high. Arms fully extended. / How she lifted it? How she took dead aim, and launched it / smashing the serpent’s head? / I do not know. I was still conscious. / I do remember clearly / the terrified look on my mother’s face. / How her voice trembled as she pleaded / with the nurse to be careful. She was afraid / the syringe’s needle was going to puncture through / my tiny toe. Mother slammed the brakes as she forcefully corrected. / Car came to a screaming, precarious halt / in a cloud of swirling dust. / We stayed parked at the side of the road for a long time. / Her hands shaking, she gave us grapes, / while she collected her frazzled self. / She swore never to drive again. / Never did. “Let the creep go”, the second robber, / who had just cleaned my pockets with swift efficiency, / told the one holding my life at the tip of his knife. / They took pity on me when I told them / there was nothing in my wallet. / They slipped it back. Walked off. / It took my rage weeks to subside. I could see the whites of the wide-open eyes / of the truck driver, as I twitched awake! / He was already moving to his left / to avoid hitting me. But my reflex was to jerk the wheel / to my right to get back into my lane. / I also stomped the brakes. / We came within a hair of a head-on collision, / as he swerved back into his lane. / That was when time switched / to slow motion… / Me sitting still. / Blazer skidding sideways / on the wet grass / along the shoulder. / Dull-black asphalt road passing / in front of me. / No sound. / Finally, / everything / coming to absolute / rest. In this one an invisible hand / still cradles / my bones. © Assef Al-Jundi
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lovely sunset time….
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100% of proceeds received from Redbubble in respect to sales of this item, will be donated to Bush Heritage Australia A outback Christmas card. Other Christmas Cards here
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Mexico: Dive with mantas, dolphins, whales; swim with sea lions and turtles! It has 7 shades of blue water, and the finest Scuba Diving in the Caribbean. And besides the reef it offers caves, caverns and sinkholes that are ideal for snorkeling. Matted Print /
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All amongst us who have had the chance to liase, work or just chat with John Robb are always left with the impression that you have met a unique, warm and generous human being. / More so, a master of his craft, check out his own portfolio. / Thank you John for your patience and willingness to get this shot right! / / The Aradale weekend was a huge success and I thouroughly enjoyed spending time with like-minded souls. / Massive thanks to the following for your muse, inspiration and collaboration… / Kara Rasmanis / Jenny Hall / John Robb / Matt Allan from Disenchanted / Melissa Kirkham / Jo O’Brien / James Price / Michael Alesich / Lucky Vegetable / khelltic / Bronwen Hyde / Karen / / / / / / / Australiana / Born of This Earth – Series / Hearts At War / Vehicular works / Architecture / B&W Photography / Transitional Industrial Utopian Series / Abstract / Beautiful Humans / / . / You can also listen to PLV’s music / / /
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100% of proceeds received from Redbubble in respect to sales of this item, will be donated to* Bush Heritage Australia An Antarctic Christmas card Other Christmas Cards here
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THE MELIAI (or Meliae) were Oread nymphs of the mountain ash, born to Gaea (the Earth) when she was impregnated by the blood of the castrated god Ouranos (Sky). They were the mothers of the third, Bronze Race, of mankind. Their sons were nursed on the sweet manna (Greek meli) of the ash (Greek melia), and crafted spears from the branches of their mothers’ trees. They were an overly warlike race who incurred the wrath of Zeus and were destroyed in the floods of the Great Deluge. / / “The Meliai were probably the same as the honey-nymph (meliai) nurses of the god Zeus, Ida and Adrasteia. The manna (meli) of the ash and the honey (meli) of bees were believed to be related, both being regarded as an ambrosial food fallen from heaven. In Hesiod’s Theogony they were born alongside the Erinyes, avengers of the castration of Ouranos, and the Gigantes, who in Hesiod appear to be the Kourete-protectors of the infant Zeus. As children born of the castration, it would be appropriate that they and their brothers should play a role in the downfall of Kronos, perpetrator of the crime. / / They were probably also identified with the Hekaterides and Kabeirides, the sister-wives of the Kouretes, Daktyloi and Kabeiroi. / / Source: theoi.com
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Ha’iku Maui Hawai’i © 2008 Sharon Anne Mau
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I heard the bells on Christmas Day; their old familiar carols play, and wild and sweet the word repeat of peace on earth, good-will to men! / ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / / -—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- / Created using two of my photographs and a bit of ps brushwork. Thank you to everyone in the Prize Challenges group for voting Peace on Earth in the top ten of the Christmas Hamper Challenge. /
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