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This shot was taken on St Tropez’s market, in provence, just before lunch.. “Bouteilles en Provence” was featured / - on the homepage / - in the group European Everyday Life / - in the group Art of Glass
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Peace in the world “Peace is not merely a distant goal that we seek, but a means by which we arrive at that goal.” / - Martin Luther King, Jr. - Check my T-Shirt: /
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acrylic
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Emily, studio dance, 2007
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Santa Marta, Colombia ! Walking along the beach, I had to improvise a bit without my tripod ! / Anyway this inconvenient gives me the chance sometimes to take pictures I wouldn’t probably take ! - Please alsp view… / / . / / .
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With our story in the skin… / We carry scars, birth marks, tear stains, hurt souls, good and bad memories… “The defects and faults of the mind are like wounds in the body; after all imaginable care has been taken to heal them up, still there will be a scar left behind, and they are in continual danger of breaking the skin and bursting out again.” / Francois de La Rochefoucauld
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Inspired by dir en grey, and lena, my sister- I had quite a few troubles with this one…I just couldn’t let it go until I felt it was complete! : }
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Amsterdam September 2005. Canon PS-A95.
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“There is nothing more thrilling in this world, I think, than having a child that is yours, and yet is mysteriously a stranger.” / Agatha Christie
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This is what I have started yesterday and finished this afternoon , while I have been unable to comment .
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acrylic and oil on canvas. a couple giving a demonstration of tango in a plaza. / C8331-06DA2-0655B /
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Taking my pencil drawing, Aller en Blanche for a walk in the bog. Here is the original drawing: / (In my Clothing section, this version of a T) /
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“Je suis venu te dire que je m’en vais” was featured in Group à EUROPA! / “Je suis venu te dire que je m’en vais” was featuredin a Group You’re Accepted / “Je suis venu te dire que je m’en vais was featured in Outsiders / “Je suis venu te dire que je m’en vais” was featured in “I Got The Music In Me” / Featured in The-mysterious-balkans / Featured in Heritage Listed and Other Trusts Sites World Wide taken in Balgrade, Serbia, near my parents house – / it is heartbreaking to go visit old parents and to think what is he number of times we’ll see each other? twise? five times? all reasons for leaving my contry i firget the moment I see there happy old faces, when i hug them..and I want to stay / but my life is elswere… / this masterpiece of Serge Gainsbourg came to me when I opend the door of there house, like sayin’ I just came to tell ya that I’m going, / And all your tears won’t change anything, / As the poet said ‘and the wind is blowing’ / So I just came to tell ya that I’m going. no, it is not just a lovers song / once you leave your country you can leave any other.. you are free. but love ones…..*
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Quiet contemplation. The Hammo
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Canon 50D
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Original oil painting produced on stretched 91cm x 61cm canvas using a knife, mixing only on the canvas using a limited colour palette.There’s many more figurative, dance and portrait fine art original oil paintings, pastels and gicleé prints on my website: ryoung-art
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Zzzz. Why fight or even eat grandma when you haven’t slept for three days.
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Best Viewed Large “Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly, / ‘Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy; / The way into my parlour is up a winding stair, / And I’ve a many curious things to show when you are there.” / Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, “to ask me is in vain, / For who goes up your winding stair can ne’er come down again.” “I’m sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high; / Will you rest upon my little bed?” said the Spider to the Fly. / “There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin, / And if you like to rest awhile, I’ll snugly tuck you in!” / Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, “for I’ve often heard it said, / They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!” Said the cunning Spider to the Fly, ” Dear friend what can I do, / To prove the warm affection I ‘ve always felt for you? / I have within my pantry, good store of all that’s nice; / I’m sure you’re very welcome—will you please to take a slice?” / “Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, “kind Sir, that cannot be, / I’ve heard what’s in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!” “Sweet creature!” said the Spider, “you’re witty and you’re wise, / How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes! / I’ve a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf, / If you’ll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself.” / “I thank you, gentle sir,” she said, “for what you ‘re pleased to say, / And bidding you good morning now, I’ll call another day.” The Spider turned him round about, and went into his den, / For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again: / So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly, / And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly. / Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing, / “Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing; / Your robes are green and purple—there’s a crest upon your head; / Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!” Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly, / Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by; / With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew, / Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue - / Thinking only of her crested head - poor foolish thing! At last, / Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast. / He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den, / Within his little parlour—but she ne’er came out again! And now dear little children, who may this story read, / To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you ne’er give heed: / Unto an evil counselor, close heart and ear and eye, / And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.” The Spider and the Fly / by Mary Howitt Part of “To Dance Between Shadow and Light” series. First image can be seen here Model: Danika / Photography / processing: Geoff Tv: 1/200 sec / Av: f/11 / ISO: 200
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que se consuman las palabras en los labios… / y que se muera hoy hasta el ultimo poeta let words consume themselves on lips… / and today, let the last poet die -Shakira / Words part of song: Que Me Quedes Tu self-portrait Pencil on drawing paper / 18” x 12” Just wanted a simple yet natural pencil drawing of nose, lips chin and hair. I wanted a soft drawing with very soft shading. Hope there’s enough detail. oh and sorry about the few paper creases! I couldn’t manage to make them “invisible” ;)
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