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737 creative works found
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Photograph “to see a video of Israel Kamakawiwo’Ole” CLICK This is a photograph I took of my youngest daughter. When my daughters were younger, we used to tell Faery stories at bed time and take turns adding to the story. The stories were very long and often times they would be very revealing, these were happy memories for us so…….. I wanted to capture what one of those characters might have looked like, she was a Tree Faery and her hair was a birds nest, egg included.
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“To see the video of “Pretty in Pink” CLICK /
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This is my grand-daughter Angelica…Same processing as The Free Thinker edited in “Gaïa…The living planet book” / I was amazed by the result,I thought it realy looked like an ancient painting. / A long time ago , they use to capture a moment in paintings.When I did that layer I had the impression to had captured the beautiful face of my Angelica forever.C.C Arshagra wrote a poem for me that realy represent that image,when I read it,I cried like a baby.I was realy touched. / I did another image later with the same processing called The free thinker / / / / /
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A photograph with “home made P.S.” the only difference is that the objects were live, hand picked and hand applied. It was made with layers of nature, reflections and things around the house. /
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Surrealistic Digital Art / / Paulo Teixeira _Se uma fonte jorrasse da minha boca / a saciar a memória das sedes terrestres, / uma arvore erguendo a lentidão dos seus braços / no ar, no céu sarado pela luz, um feixe / de mãos gesticulando contra o vento / a placidez de uma vida intocável. Pudesse a sua sombra ser uma despedida / guiando os passos de quem deserta com o dia, / a cabeça deitada por terra, vendo passar / no alto a cabeleira de uma nuvem sobre a vastidão / dos campos que se perdem em núpcias com a distancia. Saborear o ar que nos sopra como uma lembrança / sobre o flanco das colinas, ele que, ao levar consigo / um adereço de imagens, colhe no voo uma espiga, / a sua germinação breve na agua fértil da boca. / Palavras para descrever a noite infusa entre as mãos, / a vocação do que brilha no alto e se espelha, / o açafate da lua, na lira muda da folhagem. Queriam ver-te dobrada para o solo, olhos fechados, / cruzamento de ramos sob o metal branco da luz, / no gesto inútil que faz ao cair uma folha fanada. / Porque o teu destino é cair, sacudindo o corpo / como quem treme de medo, de frio, ou faz uma adeus, / sabendo que trazes em ti a tua morte, a sede / que vai haurindo em baixo, sem descendência / ou cadastro de bens senhorias, as raízes do teu ser. / / Mousepads in Zazzle / / / Feedback / Sarah:“Hi – I got my laminated print of ‘The Show must be Stopped’ today and it’s fantastic – such a cracking good work of art – thanks again”_ / / / MCN: C90A3-645E0-856EB / / © Imber 2007. All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Imber. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of any of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from the artist is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved.
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THE LAST WORKS (CLIKC FOR VIEW) /
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Just trying new things sometimes gives something realy surprising…..experimenting is so much fun,you’ll never know what you’re gone get…. :)) / The making of that image is so simple,with Picasa I put the two pics together,one of a macro shot of bark without cropping and a portrait of my boyfriend listenning to his friends sitting at the patio table.I darked arround a little and that’s it.I didn’t have to do ajustment for the eye and the ear,it’s like the two pics were meant to fit together… :))) / 18 NOV 09 ….6,597 VIEWS / I sold a matted print on the 29 th of november 08 to an unknown bubbler and that image was edited in the book “Gaïa the living planet” Same processing as Torn / When I did that image I thought about how menkind should be more united with the earth ,to feel renewed by the the contact of nature to become a better individuaL,TO BECOME A FREE THINKER.As long as we are trying to control the earth nothing good will come out of it,I often thought that we should be more like trees who are the lungs of our beautiful planet. / My friend C.C Arshagra wrote a wonderful poem inspired by this image,C.C realy understood what I felt when I named that piece. / That poem is called The Free Thinker would.. /
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2009 10 24 ! About me (CLICK) THE LAST WORKS (CLIKC IMAGE FOR VIEW) / . / / . Presentation of my poetry book (CLICK) / You may also purchase my second poetry book (I could send it for you by post) My son`s works (CLICK) FOVORITES of My Category`s (CLICK PHOTOS): Landscapes Portraits Nudes Compositions Flowers Winters Collaborations Fogs . ABOUT MY EXHIBITION The woks exhibited represent the linkup of two artists, a photographer and a sculptor. Such an attempt to blend two spheres of art is really innovative and a bit unexpected. There had been few who were successful in such an attempt. Both authors, blending their art by the means of the photo art, are the winners. Sculpture, as such, is rather a static art, sometimes “performing” in a specific, sometimes artificial, environment. However, the means of the plastic photography, seemingly, make the sculptures movable, dynamic; they make you feel the sculptures are moving. They become alive, start moving and react both to the environment and the views captured by the photographer. I would like the viewers also note the colour solutions of the photos, aimed at the strengthening of the overall impression of the imagery. The original blend and overlapping of two arts let see the impressive plastic metaphors, giving birth to various associations. CLICK PHOTO IF YOU WANT VIEW /
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Porcelain world Series Model: Chalsea Darling
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If you venture into the woods and feel the watcher’s eyes. Be sure to show all due respect. For you are just a visitor the watchers’ presence is meant. Burnt Umber, Burnt Ochre and Black coloured pencils on W&N Smooth Cartridge paper
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Thank you to Linmarie / for these very beautiful words which she wrote after seeing Safe in the Branches:- My skin is auburn / My eyes are autumn / My lips a taught brown frown / My fingers are branches of a tree / against my expression of being let down. You never saw me when I stood right next to you / I walked on egg shells just to please you / You looked right through my soul, missed all I had to offer / I had no where else to go. So the forest became my place to reflect, hide and be safe / I became one with nature, because she heard my song / She welcomed me, wrapped me in warmth / And told me ” It has been to long”. Music fills me with wind and storms / The forest has become my new arms / Because you didn’t, I moved along / You should have listened, I am now strong. Burnt Ochre, Burnt Umber and Black coloured pencils on Windsor & Newton smooth surface cartridge paper
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Original drawn in coloured pencil also available as a print /
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Another experiment, just going outside of what I know and playing with some different ways of creating my works. Thanks for viewing.
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My grandson 2 Antanas
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Ice along the ridge path on Whiteface Mountain near Cashiers, North Carolina, USA. Whiteface mountain is part of the Nantahala National Forest, (USDA National Forest Service). For more information on the Nantahala NF follow this Link Olympus E-3, Zuiko 14-54 mm f/2.8-3.5 Tf; 1/40 sec, f/11, ISO 100 Views = 594 as of Nov. ‘09 / Favoritings = 52 Makes a great wall set with The Last Step Copyright © Richard G. Witham 2009 all rights reserved. / Contact the artist
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by coppertreesArt work on a rock face. Done in Apophysis and Photoshop / Brushes, soft # 45,22,7 smudge stick #35,burn tools # 45,15, She who guides the Summer in / She who guides the Wind / She who cries the Rain / She who suffers with pain MUSIC
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pencil on paper (Arches) drawing – image size: 30” wide x 22” high (ORIGINAL SOLD) The title is a play on the word and the physicality of the drawing itself. If you turn this drawing on each side, and upside down, you will see the same face looking at you. (All ways) It also is a memorial – to commemorate some friends and family in my life who passed on but who I’ll remember and want noted for “always”. There are names in the trees and bark, and there is even a tiny little poem in the grass. Good luck finding it. I can only when looking at the original. It says: “The purpose of love and art are the same – to stop the clock.” (You can see the original framed drawing on the wall behind me at one of my solo shows a few years ago.) / AND, now available as a mug at Zazzle: / Always mug /
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pencil on paper (taken from a pad of “drawing” paper from the early 80’s) drawing Another oldie! / Ah, those big eyes I was obsessed with BACK THEN. / Well, friends tease me and say it will be considered one of my “periods”. What you can’t see is that there is a whole top layer of trees that were drawn on the black background and when you look at this from other angles, they are visible – just quietly – like a subtle varnish. This is all about different phases of life borrowing the term of growing to fullness, or “waxing” of the moon. / My name actually means: Of the moon – or lunatic – you pick which fits. hahha! (Original for sale. Email for serious queries.) / You can see it behind me in this overexposed shot from a solo show I had: /
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Just for Drawing Day 2009, this special edition of my pencil drawing “Cacophony” where little items have been added to commemorate. I don’t keep track of the pencils or types of pencils I use. I’ve used many brands and every degree of soft and hard. I forget what papers I use. I know – I should keep track of this stuff. I’ll try to do better in the future. In honor of all pencil pushers out there in the world – my humble offering… AND, in my clothing section, some variations on the original:
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Rollerball on copier paper. Featured in All Things Black. / Featured in The Divine Feminine. / Tee featured in All Things Black. / Tee featured in Finks of Inks. Many many thanks to Tammy for posting in the Buyer’s Booth, and also Many many thanks to Anita for posting a pic in the Buyer’s Booth, which was featured on the home page :-)) Here’s the tee :-) Inspired by this fabulous forest painting. In most introductions to Greek religion, the nature deities are briefly noted as minor gods in the pantheon, overshadowed by the towering personalities and presences of the Olympian gods. Yet a quantitative analysis, were such a thing possible, would show that the vast numbers of river gods, nymphs, and other local deities accorded divine status by the Greeks made them a constant presence in daily life. Greek authors focus primarily on the city and its festivals, yet most Greeks were peasants who lived in the countryside and supported the towns through farming and herding. The experience of this majority certainly included a much closer acquaintance with the gods of the landscape than our literary sources suggest. The category of “nature deities” is a modern construct. All of the Greek gods were connected in one way or another with natural phenomena, so in some sense all are nature deities. Zeus was a god of rain, Poseidon of earthquakes, Artemis of wild beasts. Even deities like Athena whose panhellenic personae were focused on the cultural rather than the natural sphere could be called upon in a variety of contexts to influence natural processes, such as stopping a plague or helping to ensure good crops. A number of lesser deities, however, were nature gods in the sense that they personified specific features in the landscape or phenomena in the environment. From ‘A Land Full of Gods: Nature Deities in Greek Religion’, Chapter 3, by Jennifer Larson Dryads (Δρυάδες, sing.: Δρυάς) are tree nymphs in Greek mythology. In Greek drys signifies ‘oak,’ from an Indo-European root derew(o)- ‘tree’ or ‘wood’. Thus dryads are specifically the nymphs of oak trees, though the term has come to be used for all tree nymphs in general. “Such deities are very much overshadowed by the divine figures defined through poetry and cult,” Walter Burkert remarked of Greek nature deities (Burkert 1986, p174). They were normally considered to be very shy creatures, except around the goddess Artemis, who was known to be a friend to most nymphs. Dryads, like all nymphs, were supernaturally long-lived and tied to their homes, but some were a step beyond most nymphs. These were the hamadryads who were an integral part of their trees, such that if the tree died, the hamadryad associated with it died as well. For these reasons, dryads and the Greek gods punished any mortals who harmed trees without first propitiating the tree-nymphs. Link to Celtic Druids / Phillip Freeman, a classics professor, discusses a later reference to Dryades, which he translates as Druidesses, writing that “The fourth century A.D. collection of imperial biographies known as the Historia Augusta contains three short passages involving Gaulish women called “Dryades” (“Druidesses”).” He points out that “In all of these, the women may not be direct heirs of the Druids who were supposedly wiped out by the Romans—but in any case they do show that the druidic function of prophesy continued among the natives in Roman Gaul.” From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
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This is a night light that I made using a very old drawing of mine “Little Wing Lost”. I cut it into pieces and attached it to a large base I made for it. I then added some branches and a smaller lower box for her chest. I cut out some of my own prints and magazine images and secured them to that. Behind, inside the base, I stuffed it with white lights. Then I wrote over her entire face and neck. My husband was making cookies while I was doing this – watching me – and he said, “Stop writing down everything I’m saying.”, which of course, I was doing and didn’t stop. It took top honors at a regional show a few years ago but now resides in my studio. Here’s a shot of it at the gallery with me next to it for scale. It’s about 5.5 feet high by 2 feet wide. / At night when it’s lit, there is a simple silhouette that shows through the face. (below) / (On the floor – lit – but not dark in the room yet – just showing you her full size) / And in my Clothing section, this T for thee… /
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. shadows dance across my memory / songs that i used to sing still fill my heart / dreams that i used to paint runs as tears from my eyes . click here for slide show / (click on the full screen button at the bottom right hand corner of the slide show box… full screen slide show is amazing) 10/100 for 1000 girls in 100 days topic: wild hair (2/5 mimi’s topics) . 11.o6.2oo9 / pencil on a scrapbook page / (minimal digital tinting) / 8.5”x 11.5” .
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