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I keep searching for a sign / That you are waiting for us / So many times have I looked twice / A face that I thought was yours / I am always looking Your time in this life was so short / Never has something affected me so / I try to move on / I will never forget you / You are always in my prayers / We will never forget you Our captain / Our heart / 10 years has passed / It still breaks my heart / But I will never forget you I carry it with me / A burden / My cross / I carry it for you / I always will Could it get less heavy? / Only time will tell / But 10 years has passed / I miss you mate / I will never forget you Yes, I saw it / It’s always been there / I didn’t miss it / We will meet again / In the after life 21.08.98 —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—— The famous Dog Rocks is in Batesford near Geelong, VIC. Canon 40D w/ EF-S 10-22mm / ISO: 100 / Aperture: f/22 / Shutter: 1/2 sec Thank you to the person who purchased a framed print Thank you to Adams parents who purchased a framed print Thank you to the person who purchased a canvas print Dog Rocks Calendar
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amigo, mate, pal, lover, sweet thang….you, me, us. / :D
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Oh the perfection of the bug! / —-—-—-—-—- / Shot this in a parking lot in Morro Bay, Ca. / . / the horizontal version / / . / / . /
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My entry for the T-Shirt Revolution Vintage, Faded and Distressed challenge /
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This leaf is actually floating down the creek to the ocean. / . /
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I would like to thank Waking Dream- Author: Robert Dye http://www.redbubble.com/people/robartdye/writing/1006181-waking-dream#comment-4176075 These dreams etched within a winding wrinkle, / I wake to feel the fleeting visions faintly linger, / Like the vague crescent white of the moon, / Dissipated against the brilliant blues of day. / So curious to know this other realm of consciousness, / That’s plucked from the branches of reality, / Like leaves slipping away with rushing winds, / Descending into currents of so many wild streams, / Soaking their dried veins, increasingly saturated, / Drowning their bodies into the rough, grainy silt. / The weight of water oppressing once precious, / Fragile blossomed memories of towering trees, / Burying them into the ever deepening, dark mud. / All of these once thriving sprouts of existence, / From deterioration become recycled, regenerated, / To the miniscule shreds of minerals and nutrients, / Which await extraction by other far reaching roots. / While in the slumber of the cold, barren, windblown tree, / I wonder, does it dream and long to be anew, full and free?
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When greys fill your day brighten things up with a colour invaders tee from jazz ,
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Finally finished… / Acrylics on 24X24 in. stretched canvas / . / the making of… / / . /
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A burnt out car wreck I found in a local forest… and I was supposed to be looking for nice things to photograph! Humanity is destroying the Earth and killing its soul with its greed and disrepect… but if history is any indication Mother Earth will fight back and eventually out live us all. Our buildings will crumble, our cars rust and our bodies turn to dust…and the scars we have left will heal.
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Horizontal version with a type change. / I want to put this on my wall but don’t want a vertical print, so I changed it. / . / / . / / . / Original version… /
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it’s gonna fly… /
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Image is UNTOUCHED ... / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-- F O R R I C H A L L E N / AND THE MASTERS LIKE HIM / I am appriciated to follow the ones / Better than me, / More experienced than me, / Older than me… / In their soul.. I am happy to ask their know-how / And listen carefully, / Do it, until they say; / Erhan; you are doing it.. One day; / Either I be better than the ones / Teaching me how; their experience / And knowhow; Still keep the same path as I did.. / I love following the first ; / “As a second behind”.. / Cause, / I love watching.. And maybe helps me better, / By their experiences, / On the way… One day; / If I can reach their art; / Myself.. / I will try to reach their heart too / And keep walking, / On their way.. Until… / My time is over; / “Here done” Erhan.. Then / I get back to my class again, / In peace / By always trying to be the “myself” / Like them… Like her, like him.. / Like the tree, / And the thinking old dog.. I love reflecting their knowhow; / And pass it through the ones, / On the path; / Like I am… HONORED by the knowledge / HONORED by knowing him in his art / And ofcourse as a reflection of / His heart… Thank You Master… / Sincerly, / With my best regards… 07:01 a.m. September 28, 2008 / Dedicated for Rich Allen
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...all the time, wherever you may be, I’m picturing me with you… super macro shot of the tinsiet little weed in my garden, added multiple layers in photoshop including additional image layers to create this final image
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this is another one of my fog shots in the morning, i hope you like it as much as i do
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Inspired by such graffiti artists such as Banksy.
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Dance like no one is watching, / Love like you’ll never be hurt, / Sing like no one is listening, / and Live like it’s heaven on earth! / [ William Purkey ] / . / shot in Morro Bay, Ca. / . /
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Photographed in Blount Springs, Alabama (USA)
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Fashion shoot with the lovely Bernice doing make-up.
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Wacom scribble for the challenge /
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his mother thinks he’s cute! / . / a “things could be worse” get well card?? /
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