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Some fractal art for the Christmas season.
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beautiful sunset and waves on the beach
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extreme sunset reflections
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Beauty can still be found in a string of wild raspberry leaves starting to wilt after a properous harvest. / Fine Art – Mixed Media Gallery / / / ADD RENEE TO YOUR WATCHLIST
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AS IS Canon PowerShot S3 IS 6mp “Autumn Drive on the Pig Trail” U.S. Arkansas State Highway 23 S. Better known as the Pig Trail Bypass. I love to shoot fall colors right after the rain; the moisture saturates the colors, and makes them POP. /
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These make excellent birthday cards ! I am designing 12 images based around the months of the year and the old Celtic luna months. They will reflect the changing of the seasons and the ever turning wheel of the year, the magic and mystery attatched to each part of the cycle and any special festivals falling in those months. I hope you enjoy them as much as I am enjoying creating them :) Blessings Angie* “October – and the skies are cool and gray / O’er stubbles emptied of their latest sheaf, / Bare meadow, and the slowly falling leaf. / The dignity of woods in rich decay / Accords full well with this majestic grief / That clothes our solemn purple hills to-day, / Whose afternoon is hush’d, and wintry brief / Only a robin sings from any spray. And night sends up her pale cold moon, and spills / White mist around the hollows of the hills, / Phantoms of firth or lake; the peasant sees / His cot and stockyard, with the homestead trees, / Islanded; but no foolish terror thrills / His perfect harvesting; he sleeps at ease. “ William Allingham
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When I visit my Mom in Pembroke we love to visit Pansy Patch Park. It is surrounded by a forest and is such a beautiful and inspirational place, especially in the fall when all the leaves are changing colors. The original image has been modified into a work of art – bringing out, I hope, what my spirit sees, not necessarily everything the lens does. From the Gold & Copper Fine Art Collection / View entire Collection / / / ADD RENEE TO YOUR WATCHLIST
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*All proceeds of sales are donated to the Hope Animal Shelter You can find more products at my ZAZZLE gallery: How about some matching Bonnie postage!! :D
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Well, I spotted this out on my Saturday hike from above and scouted for a way down into the capture the scene. What I found was a impenetrable blend of steep banks and thick brush covered in Poison Ivy and Devils Club. Common sense told me to let it go but in the end I slid down using my tripod as a walking stick and managed to get to waters edge with both feet and behind a bit wet. I hope it was worth it for it seemed so at the time to me. Golden leaves on a moss covered boulder in a small stream contrast nicely against rushing water
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www.danadipasquale.com How I Remember You / / Let Me Hold You… / / ...While You Fall Apart /
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mixed media with wax on wood box 18” x 18” named and painted to illustrate the song sung by Judy Collins, written by….......name slips mind…...for a class I took at the University of New Mexico in Taos a number of years ago called Healing Through Sound AND sONG. This was to illustrate my final paper
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we have no snow here now .. it rained and its all gone ! Im really busy these days getting ready for Christmas and shopping & cooking cleaning ..all that stuff BLAH .. I hate shopping ! Thanks for your lovely comments on my previous photo ..
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Ranunculus flower. Photo based illustration.
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/ A few leaves drifted down today, reminding me that fall is just around the corner…I was standing in the garden, looking up through the dappled leaves to the sky above, hardly able to see as the sun shone so brightly, thinking how fast summer goes and how long winter lasts…but leaves when they finally land, get trapped and become one with the soil that feeds my garden… / I am busy working on another portrait, but stopped to paint that vision of light that made a halo around the leaves as they fell…the view is as if you are underneath the leaves as they fall. Watercolour on Arches Not Paper FEATURED IN CREATIVE CARDS Leaves that fall are trapped in time / Beneath cold sheets of sand and lime. / Wandering there among the leaves, / In awe of variants Time conceived, / We ponder the shape of branching fates, / And elusive origins of their traits....excerpts David Maddison
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High Park Toronto Canada
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Honied yellow dripping gold, / Leaf of autumn / in the cold / Dancing on / in crisp despair / Whirling on / enchanted air / Falling silently to / earthen tomb / Away from tree’s / rooted arm / Perhaps the silence / broken then / By hollow cries / of autumn grief / Synchronized with / the falling leaf S.K.Lindeman Watercolour on Arches Not Paper Here are some other fall paintings of leaves from my RB gallery / The Terrace Floor / What Lies Beneath / Harbinger 3 / Harbinger 4 / The Harbinger 2 / The Harbinger / Etched in Stone 3 / Etched in Stone 2 / Etched in Stone 1
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A Beautiful Orange colour October tree / and a beautiful little poem from MarieAngel / Tree stand tall …been through all….seasons and reasons to stand. / Crisp autumn leaves fall in the breeze, ready for snow to cover its land. / Then comes the spring the buds it will bring …amidst flowers of sweet perfume / Tree stands tall admired by all whatever the season it blooms…. / Angel Hamilton Copyright October 2009 Nikon D300 / Tamron 10-24mm / One shot HDR in Ptotomatix Pro3.2 / PP in PS CS3
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/ Japanese Gardens, Penticton BC Canada. 807 views as of Nov 20 2009
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From my Christmas Card collection.
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So this is Christmas / And what have you done / Another year over / And a new one just begun / Ans so this is Christmas / I hope you have fun / The near and the dear one / The old and the young A very merry Christmas / And a happy New Year / Let’s hope it’s a good one / Without any fear / And so this is Christmas / For weak and for strong / For rich and the poor ones / The world is so wrong / And so happy Christmas / For black and for white / For yellow and red ones / Let’s stop all the fight / A very merry Christmas / And a happy New Year / Let’s hope it’s a good one / Without any fear / And so this is Christmas / And what have we done / Another year over / And a new one just begun / Ans so this is Christmas / I hope you have fun / The near and the dear one / The old and the young / A very merry Christmas / And a happy New Year / Let’s hope it’s a good one / Without any fear / War is over over / If you want it / War is over / Now… / / Created with Incendia&PSP
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They said there’ll be snow at christmas / They said there’ll be peace on earth / But instead it just kept on raining / A veil of tears for the virgin’s birth / I remember one christmas morning / A winters light and a distant choir / And the peal of a bell and that christmas tree smell / And their eyes full of tinsel and fire They sold me a dream of christmas / They sold me a silent night / And they told me a fairy story / ‘till I believed in the israelite / And I believed in father christmas / And I looked at the sky with excited eyes / ‘till I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn / And I saw him and through his disguise I wish you a hopeful christmas / I wish you a brave new year / All anguish pain and sadness / Leave your heart and let your road be clear / They said there’ll be snow at christmas / They said there’ll be peace on earth / Hallelujah noel be it heaven or hell / The christmas you get you deserve created with Incendia & PSP / /
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They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me it I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one / She stared in my eyes and smiled / For her lips were the colour of the roses / That grew down the river, all bloody and wild When he knocked on my door and entered the room / My trembling subsided in his sure embrace / He would be my first man, and with a careful hand / He wiped out the tears that ran down my face They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me it I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day On the second day I brought her a flower / She was more beautiful than any woman I’d seen / I said, “Do you know where the wild roses grow, / so sweet and scarlet and free?” On the second day he came with a single red rose / He said: “Give me your loss and your sorrow” / I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed / “If I show you the roses will you follow?” They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me that I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day On the third day he took me to the river / He showed me the roses and we kissed / And the last thing I heard was a muttered word / As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow / And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief / And I kissed her goodbye, said, “All beauty must die” / And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me it I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day / For my name was Eliza Day / For my name was Eliza Day / / /
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