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This woman is a victim of a seemingly never ending war in southern congo. She has suffered sexual violence (rape) so severe it has rendered her incontinent. She now exists purely as a result of a courageous charity called Heal Africa, and indeed her own inner strength and faith. I asked her if I could take her portrait and she stood up (which must have been painful), straightened her back and stared straight down the lens. No stopping to straighten her scarf, no preening, no fear. Just an honesty so raw, so uninhibited and so rare, I caught my breath and thought I’d never breath again. I was totally overpowered by her intensity. After I took the shot and showed it to her she smiled and thanked me. It still gives me a shiver to look at it now. HEAL Africa calendar available now!!! CLICK HERE. /
Mixed medium photo based illustration of hands in meditation with tree.
Acrylic on stretched canvas. Digitally altered.
oil on canvas from last year when I had an infatuation with the colour Australian Red Gold / original is for sale, contact me via bubblemail or email (adress on profile page) / laminated print: /
“Your faith has made you well.” / Anyone with a disease longs to hear these words. / (Digital Mixed Media)
Fractal made in Apophysis Yet, O stricken heart, remember, O remember / How of human days he lived the better part. / April came to bloom and never dim December / Breathed its killing chills upon the head or heart. / Doomed to know not winter, only spring, a being / Trod the flowery April blithely for a while, / Took his fill of music, joy of thought and seeing, / Came and stayed and went, nor ever ceased to smile. Came and stayed and went, and now when all is finished, / You alone have crossed the melancholy stream, / Yours the pang, but his, O his, the undiminished / Undecaying gladness, undeparted dream. All that life contains of torture, toil, and treason, / Shame, dishonor, death, to him were but a name. / Here, a boy, he dwelt through all the singing season / And ere the day of sorrow departed as he came. Robert Louis Stevenson. In Memoriam F.A.S.
Hello bubble friends, Long time I didn’t upload a real portrait…. I took this time a couple of days ago in Eritrea in the school where we were organizing our art activities. / Some people call them the “ninjas”. Some people throw them stones while they are dressed like that… some people do throw them stones or spit on them when they uncover their faces…. In what world do we leave ? / Just leave the woman alone ! Leave the children alone ! Set them free…. Give them a voice !!! it is what Art in All of Us (www.artinallofus.org) modestly try to do !
HOPE / Hope still walks beside me on the road / Her gentle company eases the miles / And lightens the load a little. / On days of unwashed clothes and unkempt hair / She sometimes seems a little unprepared, / Yet mismatched shoes can still skip / And callused hands can still warm to the touch / Of love’s tender potential. / Some days her mind seems elsewhere / But when our eyes meet, / She is quick to smile, / And through her windows / The light burns brightly / For anyone who cares to share. / Hope is never pretty / But always beautiful, / She is a silhouette in an open doorway, / A soft touch as sleep dissolves / A memory that lingers in the folds of your heart. / She is the exhale of a sigh, / The softening of shoulders / To imagined caress, / The trickle of water at the source / Of a mighty river. / Hope never looks in the mirror, / Indeed, she looks beyond, / For she holds her own reflection / In a place I have yet to find. / Sometimes weary, / She falls behind, / Engulfed in the shadows of the past; / Sits down to rest in the settling dust. / A time-worn traveller, she fades from my view / As I continue on unaware. / Somewhere in the chill / I miss her hand in mine / And sit down by the roadside to wait. / In the stillness, / The road continues to pass me by / Regardless, / And if I close my eyes I can be / Wherever I wish to go and whomever / I choose to be, / Yet somehow the one I open my eyes to / Is me. / In these fragile precious moments / When quiet enters me and wraps my soul / In the solace of silence / And the road has lost its urgency, / I look up to find her standing there. / We hug / Old friends, / The holding hands, continue on our way. / Some days Hope takes her own path, / But most days, she still walks beside me. / She lives in me / And I live in Hope…
A vector illustration of the centre of a rose. / I tried to concentrate on light and dark and each petal. / Hope you like it! Featured Aug 2008in ‘All that is Nature’ Group
Painting by © Lyden /\/\_
Taken tonight here in Anderson, Ca 09/24/08 at 6:50 PM…..........Autumn is a gorgeous time of year and our sky tonight was a vision made in Heaven and the Spirits are smiling! / / / ___ / Copyright protected and registered – please respect copyrights / MCN:C9DE2_073FA_44024 All The Materials Contained May Not Be Reproduced, Copied, Edited, Published, Transmitted Or Uploaded In Any Way Without My Permission. My Images Do Not Belong To The Public Domain. © 2008Joyce Dickens: Using my images for any purpose and in any way, without prior permission, may lead to legal action!
A Teardrop in Time I dedicate this to all Native Americans. / This image is so much more than a photograph of a beautiful sunrise…...to me it symbolizes power and strength, and overwhelming evidence of a power so much greater than we could ever imagine…...the teardrop is in memory of all the vast numbers of Native Americans whom were abused and destroyed by others’ ignorance….... My sunrise image was shot on 09/25/08 at 6:49 AM here in Anderson, CA / to it added a glass teardrop in memory of all Native Americans. / / / ___ All The Materials Contained May Not Be Reproduced, Copied, Edited, Published, Transmitted Or Uploaded In Any Way Without My Permission. My Images Do Not Belong To The Public Domain. © 2008Joyce Dickens: Using my images for any purpose and in any way, without prior permission, may lead to legal action!
...surrounded by, traveling through…. / light
thank y♥u to all the group hosts and all my talented peers who’ve favored & featured this very special work of heART! featured 11/03/09 in Imaginative Realism featured 11/03/09 in Image Writing feature 06/07/09 in The Art of Intrigue featured 06/04/09 in Images & Ideas voted in TOP TEN in Define Yourself in Images & Ideas Voted in Top Ten on 4/04/09 in* mood and ambience thank you for your votes! featured 3/12 in color me a rainbow – blue featured 01/03/09 in surrealism / featured 01/21/09 in fine art composites 4 photo composite (and for waleska, it is my first real inspirational composite :) / behind-the-scenes look at post process my son, josh michael, a cross from cobano, costa rica and the snow geese migrating in laConner in beautiful heartshaped clouds… all taken with my lil powershot – composed in ps 6.0 ©t gabryshak
Pro Life Creation Date: 1.26.09 Model: Voivodess-Stock / Ultra Sound: CharmedCuervo / Textures: bashcorpo, amptone-stock and parablev Private images included. I am not bashing either of the political parties. / This is to inform other pro-lifer’s that our tax dollars / are going to abortions, once again… I am taking a bold move and disagreeing / with the newly elected president. I am aware / that he is loved through out all countries and / this site, keep in mind we all will disagree / at one time or another with his decisions. If abortion is a personal choice and I do not / force my choices upon them, why should their / opinions be forced upon me? If it is a personal / choice why is my money being taken from me / to fund such a personal “procedure”? Another Man’s Trash Ash Sivils © 2007-2009 No Derivative Works — You may not alter, transform, or / build upon this work in any shape way or form unless you / gain a waiver from me, not a representative. You may not / import, export, print, redistribute or claim as your personal / work. You may not sell this art or assign right to others, all / images are copyrighted please respect those rights.
an earhart chappel photo. / earhart photographed. / chappel on costume design,hair,makeup and props. / model for pride is kb. PRIDE / CARRIES / A VERY HEAVY WEIGHT.. / AND IT IS ONE OF THE SEVEN DEADLY! / DOES SHE SEE HER SELF ABOVE ALL OTHERS?
I would like to dedicate this image to my husband Tommy. We have been sweethearts since we were in the eighth grade! Neither one of us dated anybody else all our lives. We will celebrate 38 years of marriage on July 3 of this year, 2009. I can’t think of a better friend, a more faithful companion, a more loving and devoted spouse than Tommy. I am blessed. Happy Valentine’s Day to my one and only Sweetheart! I think this pair of cardinals is a perfect symbol of our marriage as these wonderful little birds mate for life and are a beautiful symbol of fidelity.
The Morrigan is a Celtic goddess of battle, strife, and fertility. Her name translates as either “Great Queen” or “Phantom Queen,” and both epithets are entirely appropriate for her. The Morrigan appears as both a single goddess and a trio of goddesses. The Morrigan frequently appears in the ornithological guise of a hooded crow. She is one of the Tuatha Dé Danann (“Tribe of the goddess Danu” or the land of the Faries) and she helped defeat the Firbolg at the First Battle of Mag Tuireadh and the Fomorians at the Second Battle of Mag Tuireadh. She is often read about in books that are about the Fae. She appeared to the hero Cu Chulainn (son of the god Lugh) and offered her love to him. When he failed to recognize her and rejected her, she told him that she would hinder him when he was in battle. When Cu Chulainn was eventually killed, she settled on his shoulder in the form of a crow. Cu’s misfortune was that he never recognized the feminine power of sovereignty that she offered to him. She appeared to him on at least four occasions and each time he failed to recognize her. 1.When she appeared to him and declared her love for him. / 2.After he had wounded her, she appeared to him as an old hag and he offered his blessings to her, which caused her to be healed. / 3.On his way to his final battle, he saw the Washer at the Ford, who declared that she was washing the clothes and arms of Cu Chulainn, who would soon be dead. / 4.When he was forced by three hags (the Morrigan in her triple aspect) to break a taboo of eating dogflesh. / / Resources: Background: Funky Terrain by MatrixStock and Misty Ocean by LucieG-Stock / Woman by dazzle-stock / Crow brushes by lugubrum-stock All artworks contained herein have been created in Photoshop CS3 or Photographed, by Adara Rosalie, and are all original artworks. / My gallery is Copyright © 2008-2009 Adara Rosalie. All rights reserved. My work may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my written permission.
Liquid Watercolor on Yupo ORIGINAL SOLD
Textured abstract. Oil on masonite board. “In my Father’s House, there are many mansions; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you.” John 14:2
All work in this portfolio is © Stephanie Rachel Seely. / These materials (images and poems) may NOT be edited, copied, reproduced, printed, distributed, displayed, performed, or used in any way, in whole or in part, without my written permission. Please respect copyright and do not save or upload any images or poems to Photobucket, Flickr, Myspace, Facebook etc. These creative materials are NOT public domain. This artwork was featured in Friends Of RedBubble, Live, Love, Dream, Art For The World and Dimensions Some basic photoshop fun. Silhouette brush provided by xCassiex24.deviantart.com.
“photomanipulation” / Model dazzle-stock deviant art
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