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“Don’t talk to strangers / ‘Cause they’re only there to do you harm / Don’t write in starlight / ‘Cause the words may come out real Don’t hide in doorways / You may find the key that opens up your soul / Don’t go to heaven / ‘Cause it’s really only hell” Ronnie James Dio Model – my brother Serg…
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Self-port (my hands).. / It was funny, to took a few shoots with my son… / he is sooo emotional and know to express his own ideas
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Hand drawn animals and randomness. Comes in colours everywhere.
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A universal need, desire, love and hope for something more intimate and real…also a reflection on the promise or seduction of online ‘communities’. The more I think the more I think. Cheers Christina. Image copyright © 2007, Robert Knapman. Copying and displaying or redistribution of this image without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited.
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Sorry for the little amount of uploads iv been mega busy.
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The colour version as someone requested.
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This man Pablo, brought me to his home in Taquile Island in the middle of lake Titikaka, He is a part of the “Aymara” a native ethnic group in the Andes and Altiplano regions of South America; about 2.3 million live in Bolivia, Peru, Northern Chile, and Northwestern Argentina. They lived in the region for many centuries before becoming a subject people of the Inca, and later of the Spanish in the 16th century. / The Aymara have existed in the Andes in what is now Bolivia (and, to a lesser extent, Peru) for over 2,000 years, according to some estimates. It is most likely that the Inca had a strong influence over the Aymara region for some time. Though conquered by the Inca, the Aymara retained some degree of autonomy under the empire. There were a number of ethnic groups which were later to be known Aymara by the Spanish. These were divided upon different chieftaincies. Upon arrival of the Spanish, all these groups were spread in what today is Bolivia. / Most present day Aymara-speakers live in the Lake Titicaca basin beginning in Lake Titicaca through Desaguadero River and into Lake Poopo (Oruro) also known as the Altiplano, and are concentrated south of the lake. The present urban center of the Aymara region is El Alto, a 750,000-person city near the Bolivian capital La Paz. / The native language of the Aymara is also named Aymara; in addition, many Aymara speak Spanish, which is the dominant language of the countries in which they live, as a second language. Nikon F2 / 80-200/2.8 Nikkor / Kodachrom 64 / Scanned and processed in PS First place, Speak to Me Challenge-@ THE WAIST UP – Portraiture Photography group, September 2008 First place: Your best portrait challenge @ That One Great Shot, October 2009 2nd place: Latin America Book #1 competition 3rd place: Latin America 2009 Calendar #1 competition 3rd place Men only challenge Featured: Photographers of Redbubble group, August 2009 Featured: Nikon DSLR Users Group, January 2009 —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / /
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pens, pencils, markers, watercolors a similar drawing / available on t-shirts here: http://www.redbubble.com/people/olechka/clothing/586733-2-sphera
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Model/MUA/Concept/Styling etc. – Atrophy Gloria Swanson is alive and well and living in Melbourne, it seems. Canon 40D + 50mm 1.4 + overcast daylight = Silver Screen Fun. Copyright 2008 Harmony Nicholas
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©2007-2008 Aimee Stewart, Foxfires – please see my CC Terms of Use before considering using this image for any personal or commercial use http://foxfires.deviantart.com/journal/15905899/ / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- There are so many familiar sayings out there about ‘Time’ as we know it. Time heals all wounds. Time flies when you’re having fun. Time stands still. Time waits for no one. If I could turn back the hands of Time. Frozen in Time. Timeless…. you get the idea. Well, I wanted to create a series that perhaps captured the essence of these things, in relation to human emotion. And so my Time series was born. I know in my heart what each of them means, but I did not name them anything specific, so that the viewer could make up their own mind as to the meaning of each piece. I think that is something unique to every individual. So…my heartfelt thanks for continuing to watch and support my artistic endeavors. It feeds the fire that burns and inspires. / Aimee
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Photographer: the brilliantly talented Mel Brackstone Model and processing: me Featured in Australian Adult Photographic Workshops in December 2008 Featured in the Images for Film Group December 2008 Featured in All out emotion March 2009 Featured in “Left Wing Values and positive awareness:”http://www.redbubble.com/groups/left-wing-values-and-possitive-global-awareness Group March 2009
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In many cultures the death masked played a critical role in funeral ceremonies. The soul is indeed complex and made up of many parts, yet flows like the wind. This is a hand illustrated highly complex image of a possible death mask.
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See Greek mythology for references: / > chronos-personification of time / > string-representing the flow of life
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Taking a mask off will only reveal another mask.
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pencil embellished limited-edition print of pencil drawing “Heliotroped” / (The original drawing was done on standard white layout paper – in a spiral bound tablet – I had to draw it twice because as I went I smeared it and had to redefine the lines the second time out.) See if you can find the poem that was tucked into this print and then sent to me anonymously. Update: Aug. 2, 2009 / I finally located the entire poem today. It was on the back of a Klimt postcard given to me at the same time the print was. / Here it is: .......................................................................................................... “When I met her / she lived, / isolated, / on a narrow lane. She had a wrought-iron fence / with a black rose growing through the gate, / locking it. The rose was groomed beautifully. / The gate it seemed had been locked for years. She would say little about the gate. / But she seemed very proud of the rose. / Eventually, she accepted a gift from me. / The gift was a white seed. A white rose now grows, wild and resisting any grooming. Still, she regards the rose with fear and awe.” ..................................................................................................... Plus there are a few T’s in my Clothing section featuring this image (or parts of it…): / Turned tree T Galactically bent T-shirt Turned solar T-shirt
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pencil embellished limited-edition print of pencil drawing This was also done for a benefit exhibition. AND, at Zazzle, this mug /
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Scannoghastly
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/ In my goal to portray women in all guises and emotions, here is the latetst addition to the collection..”The Temptation”....we all know what the feeling…temptation comes in many disguises…is she the temptress, or has she been tempted?make of her what you will… / When I was halfway through painting it, I remembered a picture I had seen in a magazine advertising lipstick….the model had her fingers on the open lips…. I thought they would be a perfect addititon to the painting, but I needed to see them again, just to be sure…. I frantically dug through my recycling bin (luckily we are having a garbage strike and everthing is still here) and found the picture…..the fingers were just what I needed…it was apparent that the picture had been buried in my subconscious, just waiting to emerge in this painting….I made the modifications to the image and here it is Acrylic and watercolour on Fabriano Paper.. FEATURED IN.. .. / CREATIVE CARDS / THE OUTSIDERS / THE DIVINE FEMININE / TOP TEN CHALLENGE WIN IN PAINTED LADIES THE Demon, in my chamber high, / This morning came to visit me, / And, thinking he would find some fault, / He whispered: “I would know of thee Among the many lovely things / That make the magic of her face, / Among the beauties, black and rose, / That make her body’s charm and grace, Which is most fair?” Thou didst reply / To the Abhorred, O soul of mine: / “No single beauty is the best / When she is all one flower divine. When all things charm me I ignore / Which one alone brings most delight; / She shines before me like the dawn, / And she consoles me like the night. The harmony is far too great, / That governs all her body fair, / For impotence to analyse / And say which note is sweetest there. O mystic metamorphosis! / My senses into one sense flow— / Her voice makes perfume when she speaks, / Her breath is music faint and low!” ..Baudelaire / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage / The Queen / The Masquerade / The Cameo
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