Grow red
335 creative works found
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This is a picture from my day job. The red balls are grass pollen, and the tubes from them are growing down into the flower to fertilise the ovary. To get ready for the photo took some serious effort to get the timing right, then use of chemicals to stain the pollen red, then actually get to the microscope to take the photo. After reading in the forums about the paths people have taken to become artists, and thinking of my desire to be one (as in, to be able to spend all my time on creative pursuits), I began to think about what skills I have already from my current path. My challenge was to find a creative application of those skills, because I’m not in a position to give up work. Yet :) I’ve been using photography to record my work for many years, so that was the first and most obvious answer. I just thought I’d throw that up for interest, as it’s not the sort of thing that you would want framed in your living room I’m sure LOL!
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lovegrows
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Taken just before sunset.
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In the fields… in Brandenburg (Germany)...
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ink and collage on watercolor paper. the drought ends and seed opens up into a tiny sprout… Art for Aid: / 30% of sales of this artwork will be donated to WaterAid America. WaterAid works in 17 countries providing water, sanitation and hygiene education to some of the world’s poorest people. / Water Aid America
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I was listening to Moby and before I knew it this simple cactus shot turned into this… I think Moby was affecting my brain, haha. So enjoy my insanity!
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How Many Sold so far – 5 tees sold / / / A Christmas Wish A star to light your way / A tree to help you breathe / A heart to help you live a poem written by Karin Taylor —-—-—-—-—-—-- / Created with coloured pencils/marker/pastels on paper / I have kept the price down to $3.99 instead of the usual / $4.95 because it’s a Christmas card….. —-—-—-—-—-—-- / today i was talking to Coppertrees / and she challenged me to come up with something / to do with a beautiful poem she’d loaded and a xmas / tree she’d created…. I came up with the idea…that tiny things are just as important as big things…. / a tiny heart gifts as much life as a huge heart / a tiny tree gives us air to breathe / a tiny star provides light to guide us….. It matters not that things are small, or have small beginnings, they are still worthwhile, as worthwhile as the big things, and as it says in the song / from little things big things grow / /
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Don’t eat them… haha…. This is growing in my front yard, but I have no idea what kind of tree it is. It has pretty blossoms in the spring though. Enjoy!
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I’m going through a lot of old files these days and trying to organize everything… I’m not very good at organizing files, haha. Some wedding lace that grows in my backyard in the summer. Enjoy!
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Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. ~Hebrews 11:1 Photomanipulation created in Photoshop CS2 Stock credits: / Background: http://night-fate-stock.deviantart.com/
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These are the same roses from Valentine’s Day with the velvetly petals. I adjusted the white balance on my camera before shooting to give it a bluish tone. It looks like crushed eyeshadow to me…:D Shot with a sigma 105mm macro, indoors with flash. Enjoy!
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Nikon D60
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Nikon D60, orton effect, single file hdr / Top Ten in the challenge Flower fields Top Ten in the challenge From Underneath
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Nikon D60 + OE
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Nikon D60 + OE / North Yorkshire fields, UK THIRD PLACE IN THE CHALLENGE Meadows
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Featured in Abstracts from Nature / Featured in Dimensions
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If only we could grow our own! A surreal Autumn image that requires closer inspection and a dream come true for many women.
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/ “love is the flower you’ve got to let grow” (quote by John Lennon) drawing given a sepia treatment – hope to colour this digitally next week along with another one I’m working on, I hope you like the drawing in the meantime :)
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Yellow Hypericum / Nikon D300 / Nikon 18-55mm / 1/100, f/5.0, ISO100
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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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A beautiful view of the pond in Filey, North Yorkshire, UK / Nikon D300 / Tamron 10-24mm / HDR based on RAW one shot, handheld / Photomatix Pro3.2 / PP in PS CS3
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/ / “love is the flower you’ve got to let grow” (quote by John Lennon) drawing coloured digitally / / Progression / / ... more progression
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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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