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Originally B&W film shot, I then coloured it in photoshop. A photo from my 1940’s/50’s inspired series of my sister.
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A girl thinking in a bus shelter, I think not knowing you’re being photographed is the best way to get an expression out of someone. /
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This is a mod I made of my daughter using Photoshop CS2 and Photo Booth. This is my spin on what our mothers used to tell us (don’t make faces or it might stay that way)...lol
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This silly old coot is always a pain in the bum.
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Here’s another portrait of my favourite little muse…
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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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The Compact Cassette, often referred to as audio cassette, cassette tape, cassette, or simply tape, is a magnetic tape sound recording format. Although it was originally intended as a medium for dictation, improvements in fidelity led the Compact Cassette to supplant reel-to-reel tape recording in most non-professional applications. Its uses ranged from portable audio to home recording to data storage for early microcomputers. Between the early 1960s and early 2000s, the cassette was one of the two most common formats for prerecorded music, first alongside the LP and later the Compact Disc. The word cassette is a French word meaning little box.
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My good friend Sally Omar has seen my art ‘Native dreams of Old, ’ and has fely inspired to write this wonderful poem,, thank you Sally. Please check out Sally’s other work here on RedBubble she writes from the heart. x NATIVE DREAMS OF OLD. by Sally Omar Coming back / For a brief moment in time / Looking for what used to be / That he cannot find / Teepees scattered about / Are no longer there / There are strange structures / He cannot help but stare / Where are the fires / So that he can dance / And the bushes / Where he can romance / He remembers back / To red stained land / Where there was war / And there was pain / Arrows shooting in the air / White men eyes / Causing so much fear / Remembering back / He knows how he did die / A rifle blasted / Then he saw the Spirit in the Sky / Going back in time / Brought only terror / That brief moment / Was his error / What was once is now gone / NATIVE DREAMS OF OLD / A sorry story / Too infrequently told
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I Love this work,I had so much fun creating this art work , we all have been a FOOL or know some one who is a FOOL in our life time. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Rhana Griffin / wrote a great Poem also called the FOOL , I love it and goes very well with this art work . / , Thank you Rhana , please do visit her site to see more of her work. / THE FOOL In the corner sits a fool, / her head, once held so high / now hangs between her knees / as hot tears of shame / fall silently to / drip onto her feet. In the corner sits a fool / her golden locks, / once tossed in confidence / now fall victim / to the rough hacking of the / shears held in her hands. In the corner sits a fool / the flowers of praise / once heaped upon her / now lie dead, turning to dust / borne away on the winds / of her own self disgust. In the corner sits a fool / her fine raiment / once worn so proudly / now ripped to shreds / by the talons of the many / whose den she accidently stumbled upon. In the corner sits a girl / broken but… / never beaten, / who belatedly realises / she has been played for a / fool Her tears now spent, / she raises her head defiantly, / fixes a baleful stare / upon the cause of her suffering / and whispers… / never again
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Featured in Self Portrait 11th July, 2008. The craggy shell is almost fifty, but inside i’m still a bright-eyed kid! I put the sale items up in case my mother looks in!
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Not long ago i came across the painting Tessellation: 1 by the Creative / Tania Donald i loved her painting as i am a big fan of Mosaic art, I asked Tania if i could do a collaboration work with her painting , to create something in my style,she was very happy and excited to see what I was going to do , I must say i but my heart and soul into this one and it took for ever to finish . / to see more of Tania’s work please visit her site , Thank you Tania for the inspiration. Tessellation: 1
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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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[portrait taken in Natural Light] : 16/11/2008 [AS IS] I was walking from one village to the next, in Remote Nigeria. one of the team noticed this young girl following us for some time. I stopped and spoke to her through an interpretor. We learned that she was 13 years old and caring for three younger Sisters. As she told us here story, I Felt compelled to return to her village. There we met her three younger sisters in the most extreme poverty. Both Parents were dead and no other living relatives. We spoke to the village Chief and the elders who pleaded with us to help the family. We did, as God lead us to and blessed her with clothing, and the following day we sent two of our field workers to meet with her and now they have a small regular income from our mission funds. UPDATE 5-8-2009. Mary is now at School. We pay her school fees adn her three younger sisters are well and happy. We need help with Susan, aged 9. She wants to go to school also. We need help with school fees, uniform adn text books. Can you help? will you Help? ALL MONEY RAISED FROM SALE OF MY ART, DONATED ART AND DONATIONS MADE VIA OUR CHARITY WEBSITE, GOES TO HELP THESE PRECIOUS CHILDREN. WE TAKE NOTHING OUT OF WHAT YOU GIVE TOWARDS CHARITY OVERHEADS. WE ARE NOT SALARIED AND COVER OUR OWN TRAVEL EXPENSES. SO ALL THAT YOU GIVE GOES TO THESE CHILDREN / To make a donation, or find out more, Please visit our Charity Mission website: http://www.philadelphia33.org/ See 4 DVD clips of our work in Africa And India.“http://www.youtube.com//PhiladelphiaMission”:http://www.youtube.com//PhiladelphiaMission Camera: canon EOS 400D / Lens: Canon EF 70-300 IS HSM.
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A photograph of my daughter Shae Lauren. The makeup was done by my daughter Kaila / This is one in a series of photos that was taken on the same day as “day dreaming” natural sun shine
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The joy of digital means you don’t have to run out to buy a film, thus risking losing the shot altogether. I looked out of my window last week to find this old fella resting in the sky, “click” he now exists forever, and not just for that fleeting moment. Not sure about human AND nature, more like human IN nature. Oh, ..and i left the rooftops in the corner just to give some perspective. i love the contented smile, the fact that you can see the curl on the end of his moustache, and his round nose complete with nostrils, a defined brow and even his upper and lower eyelids, so unreal but so real. lucky me.
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The street was crowded with shouts and chanting. Posters with slogans I didn’t understand moved along Main Street like thicken blood in veins too clogged with soot to notice. Faces turned to the distance and then waved aside the shoulders of police to stare into me or beyond me or through me or into cameras or maybe knowing that my two eyes saw everything as an abstract painting and they didn’t want to be abstract. The proud wrinkles shouted to be seen and be remembered for the hardship that had etched its way into flesh. No, you can not turn away, you can not cover me with cosmetics, you can not still the motion of music and feet shuffling along sidewalks that once were dirt. My dirt. Their dirt. Our dirt. The land that formed everything and out of which we grew. Before cement towers blocked the view to the sea. Before garbage covered the ashes. / The ashes. The ashes. Burning limbs from a sun that sets only once some days and twice when it feels the mood. Burning wind that torches leaves and dries the dreams of soldiers of the theater. Ashes that were baked onto the hillsides before they held mosaics of naked colors and hungry lights. Ashes that were blown from nature’s own breath and will still blow again and always even as merchants try to sell hot dogs to musicians and music sells to thin, clogged ears and ears are covered from the sound that the hands have created so that nobody realizes what is really happening. Nobody hears the clapping. / Blinded. Blinded by the brain’s efforts to see more and hear more and be more and sell more and buy more until there is no more and more has no meaning because it is less. Less. Less. / Yes the street was crowded. Yet I saw only one face. And that was enough.
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Featured in Children the Power of Raw Emotion – August 09 – Thank you!! Featured in All About Hearts – July 09 – A very big thank you to the hosts! Featured in Canon DSLR – June 09 – thank you so much!! Featured in The Woman Photographer – June 09 – thank you very much to the hosts! This portrait of Mila (2) was taken in the back garden. Her older sister, Perrin, ran around behind her holding a black cloth to act as a ‘backdrop’ for me. In true 2 year old style, she decided today was the day that she would NOT smile, and as for looking at the camera… you can forget it. Keeping still was also not an option. So this is the end result of a frustrating shoot, but maybe the more interesting for it. Canon 400D, natural light, pp in photoshop CS2.
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I drew this for college based on a photograph. Hope you enjoy it.
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Featured in The Woman Photographer / Featured in Family Unlimited / Featured in Bits and Pieces / – September 2009 – thank you so much to the hosts of those groups! A portrait of Grace (6). A nature lover, an art lover, a bird and animal lover – the type of person that puts everyone else at ease. I doodled on my daughter with an eye-liner pencil and then coloured it in in photoshop. ( : Taken in natural light. / Camera Model Canon EOS 400D DIGITAL / Shooting Date/Time 2009/08/26 12:59:06 PM / Shooting Mode Manual Exposure / Tv( Shutter Speed ) 1/60 / Av( Aperture Value ) 4.5 / ISO Speed 200 / Lens EF100mm f/2.8 Macro USM / Focal Length 100.0 mm
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“We can escape our prisons only when we know we are captives.” Please take a look at the larger view. Two digital paintings and a photoimage combined and edited in Photoshop Elements 3.
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When I took this capture, I didn’t realize how much like a jolly man this orchid is. I love the handlebar mustache on this orchid makes him look very jolly!! Thanks to GeorgieH his name is Orville Orchid!!! And he has a great heart because Mui-Ling Teh knows Orville. Taken with my Nikon D80 Nikkor 1:1 110mm VR lens Most Popular / My Favorites / Dahlias / Cards and Collages / Calendars] / T-Shirts Please visit my bubblesite. Images are categorized making it easier to find exactly what you are looking for. For my partners photographs and writings, please see Chris Donner’s RB site Thanks for taking the time to enjoy my work. Cee
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