Female romantic
477 creative works found
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‘Kimono’ is about a whirlwind of movement and mystery, illusive and teasing.
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Prima Donna
by Jarkoacrylic painting
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I want to invoke emotion and excitement through my illustrations. Everyone should have someone or something they can relate to; I HOPE YOU FIND YOURSELF IN MY WORK!
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dry pastels on wallpaper, hand painted 45×120cm Hep Stars – Wedding
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I like this piece very much. Sometimes in my work THIS IS THE big version AND THE BETTER ONE FOR PRINTS. / ... I can witness myself taking leaps of quality, and I believe that this is one of those times. It is an indescribable sensation to see my own hands make something such as this. I begin the with a person, a woman, before me, some materials – paper, chalk, paint.At the end of the slow still hours quickening my fingers, I surface from the fugue and wake from the trance of working. And sometimes I have something before me that is beautiful that did not exist, that what the world did not hold before I began. And it will last for centuries.I love the idea of obscured reflections and scattered and refracted light – my desire to work is pushed further every time I stumble upon something I know I must pursue.In many of my works, whenever it is practical, I will place a left-hand print on a wall or smudging a piece of glass. I have done this for years, and I will never stop. Recently the idea occurred to me that since this has become one of the defining symbols within my work, I could execute a piece based entire on the idea. So I made it happen. I forced it into existence. And I am so left handed, you see, that I almost walk with a limp. and / AND! “I believe in never. / I believe in all the way.” – Smashing pumpkins / So you don’t take the time take the moments spin the bottle spill the blood? / Ah well ah HELL / The word hell is from the Norse word Hel – this described both the goddess and the place that she ruled. Everyone went there and it was crappy, unless you got stabbed or chopped up with an axe in which case you got to go to Valhalla. / And in Valhalla you got to get into fights. Forever. And there was endless beer. / I remember endless beer. / It was nice. Beery. / So we dip our wings and sigh. Sigh in slightly inconsistent, in-harmonic, clipped shuddering sighs – and only a sliver of love out of synch’. / I know there is no happy ending for this; that there cannot be. / And sure, I know. I know that you – that you have heard the words and maybe read some of them. The urgency. The force of it. / What else is there for me? For ME? / Have some more. / HAVE. / SOME. / MORE. Circles building up in me in that release-less frenetic energy making me blink fast and move fast. Boots hanging off me and the laces really do look chewed though I didn’t not recently at least. / Got that lettered up feeling – heat boiling off me feel the air ripple and coil as I breathe out . Heat for each distil phalange (these are the words for finger-tips do they not slip onto the ends of your hands?) / Still feel the smell of her on me though I guess it’s not pale honey and nightmarish need colouring my eyes not hers though I am hoping hoping. / Forgot what it was like to feel like this so wide open crushable –flawed and ruin-ready – Lit up like a six-fingered passion, a design a metaphor a need. / I remember every point of flesh, mouths meeting over muted susurrations and terrified more than most times. / Toes all bent up and down and pushing so hard not to frighten her that I almost say nothing, / Flood of words damned with sand and ashes and flowers now; flowers. / Real and real and real. And you – here- Stretched against me a catch thickening my throat / And hey - / There might be something windblown and scarred, / A moment for us to press against our cheek, / A plate for us to hold it to. / Out there somewhere. Sure. / My own memory is a scratched cup, a bent fork. / / Blown out like surf or a candle, / ‘a light bulb a curse or a mind. / Warmth and comfort, solace and weight / Wait, / Wait! / I need more than you were and are. / The sum of your parts is less than the whole. / And your voice is gone. This rage and its partner. / They can bring us jewels, my love / We can have Jewels. / You. / And I. - Paul. Through A Glass Darkly. By Paul D Robertson Pastels 140 cms x 97 I like this piece very much. Sometimes in my work I can witness myself taking leaps of quality, and I believe that this is one of those times. It is an indescribable sensation to see my own hands make something such as this. I begin the with a person, a woman, before me, some materials – paper, chalk, paint. At the end of the slow still hours quickening my fingers, I surface from the fugue and wake from the trance of working. And sometimes I have something before me that is beautiful that did not exist, that what the world did not hold before I began. And it will last for centuries. I love the idea of obscured reflections and scattered and refracted light – my desire to work is pushed further every time I stumble upon something I know I must pursue. In many of my works, whenever it is practical, I will place a left-hand print on a wall or smudging a piece of glass. I have done this for years, and I will never stop. Recently the idea occurred to me that since this has become one of the defining symbols within my work, I could execute a piece based entire on the idea. So I made it happen. I forced it into existence. And I am so left handed, you see, that I almost walk with a limp.
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Art of a magician is to deceive.
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From a little series called “Love Hurts”.
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Please read the Profile for this photographer Taken in an abandond building with light through the doorway.
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Art nudes photo from “Sensual Erotica series” / / Palinchak Mikhail Art Nudes Calendars / / / / Browse Palinchak Mikhail art by categories Art Nudes · Fractal Art · Egypt · Landscapes · Conceptual / / /
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Choice II is for those who love the light side of the spectrum. It takes on such a different feeling than the much darker original, The Choice / Love should never be a choice. While man attempts to recreate his universe through science, emulating God; at the core, each of us struggles with daily choices that eclipse logic. Are choices of the heart logical or divinely inspired, impetuous or practical, or do these rather define constraints of the mind? Should the heart always win over thought process, or does one inform the other? By our divine nature, women have a choice, to follow our heart, head, will, or spirit. Wrong or right, we exercise it. I’m listening… listening to the dreams. Digital Fine Art, influenced by the Romantic “Pre-Raphaelite” and Arts and Crafts styles. F.A. Moore, June 17, 2009. Special thanks to stock providers: Gillian, LinzStock, Katanaz-Stock, B-SquaredStock, and mariastock, and to art in the public domain from which I referenced the muses. FEATURES 2009-10-25 The Choice-II in Dimensions 2009-07-17 The Choice-II in Southern United States Artists 2009-07-05 The Choice-II in Impressionist Art 2009-06-26 The Choice-II in PEACE, LOVE & TRANQUILITY 2009-06-20 Choice-II in The Divine Feminine / Suggestions: great note card to a lover BEST VIEWED LARGE! / Greeting Card ^ / Mounted print ^ / Framed print ^ / PLEASE SEE ALSO / See The Choice, a much darker, romantic piece for detail views.
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