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Summer cone flowers by an old bushel basket.
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A leaf tricks your eye as it floats in mid-air. Abstracts and Artsy Architecture Landscapes and Nature Street Tasmania
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Spotted in a side-street in Rome.
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Black tomcat peeping through a hole in the old barn.
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Scent
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What Lies Within - Turn The Handle - Gladesville Asylum (Hospital) - The HDR Series
by Philip JohnsonBETTER VIEWED LARGER This ornate handle caught my eye at the old Gladesville Hospital site, the hospital dates back to the 1870’s. I am not sure how old this this door handle is but i loved its style.. Gladeville Hospital was a recent meetup of the RB Sydney Group. The shot is the result of 3 bracketted exposures, taken with a Nikon D300 and Nikon 18-200mm lens. The exposures were then processed using photomatix hdr software
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When looking at this chaos of pipes, fittings, handles, boilers, bolts, nuts, wheels and gears one is amazed that this old locomotive used to run at all. So this Redfield Fractalius plugin is becoming addicting, it just seems that you can pull out so much more out of an otherwise “ordinary” image. I hope you all like this as well. As I look at this, I wonder how this would now look in HDR …. The possibilites are endless ….. What do you think Mr. Bermingham? Getting the itch to try this yet? Best viewed in large!!! My art with 1000+ views
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_*See more pictures of Life with Fred Bear Fred Bear’s New Book is now available for purchase card matted print laminated mounted canvas framed poster rb redbubble teddy bear toy cuddly threadbare Fred bike trike tricycle handle bars bicycle ride /
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Canon 40D, 17-85mm.
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Layered in PS. 3 Shots. / Handle, hand holding saber, and joint shot of 2 handles together. / Duplicate copies of shots adjusted for contrast/lighting/opacity / Textures derived from the handle carving of the “warrior” blade…
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This piece is titled “Abandoned Site” and is painted negatively in watercolour on Arches Not Paper.. See samples of a new series of tools below.. / 189 Views… Weeds between sleepers, abandoned. / Wind insinuating, abandoned, through / the bricked-up abandoned windows / in the station-master’s head. Abandoned. The tea-urn can’t stop whistling, / abandoned, and passengers abandoned / on platforms are not about to step / through carriage doors, abandoned. Paperbacks locked in the Waiting-Room / (Ladies), abandoned at Page 52, / with the kiss and the handshake / abandoned on the slotted metal seats. And the diesel engine stationary, / its journey curtailed, and its driver / shunted to a branch-line to the east; / and here’s the station-master’s cap, abandoned: the wrong place to start from. Stephen Waling… / Still Life with an Awl / The Legacy
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This is the third painting of door knobs, in the new Collection of “Everyday Things”…in watercolour this time and less structured than the first two, this shows the door knobs from both sides of the door, set in a triangle as I do in all my Still Life paintings…I love the patina on the brass and before I started to paint, I was astonished to see that the colours of some of the items on my painting table were reflected in it…so of course I included them... Watercolour on Saunders Waterford Hot Pressed Paper.. It went many years, / But at last came a knock, / And I though of the door / With no lock to lock. I blew out the light, / I tip-toed the floor, / And raised both hands / In prayer to the door. But the knock came again. / My window was wide; / I climbed on the sill / And descended outside. Back over the sill / I bade a ‘Come in’ / To whatever the knock / At the door may have been. So at a knock / I emptied my cage / To hide in the world / And alter with age... R. Frost / Door #2 / Door #1
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/ Go and open the door. / Maybe outside there’s / A tree, or a wood, / A garden, / Or a magic city. / Go and open the door. / Maybe a dog’s rummaging. / Maybe you’ll see a face, / Or an eye, / Or the picture / Of a picture. / Go and open the door. / If there’s a fog / It will clear. / Go and open the door. / even if there’s only / the darkness ticking, / even if there’s only / the hollow wind, / even if / nothing / is there, / go and open the door. / At least / There’ll be / A draught....Miroslav Holub Number 5 in the Door series is a knocker I have seen often on older homes in the city or country…it is done in Pastel and Conte crayons on clayboard…I decided to draw the background as an old door, as it seemed to fit the battered metal of the knocker, which I again gave a verdigris type of patina…I also weathered the wood a bit, giving it some of the colour as if the verdigris has worn off on to it. / Door #4 / Door#3 / Door #2 / Door #1
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/ ‘Is there anybody there?’ said the Traveller, / Knocking on the moonlit door; / And his horse in the silence champed the grasses / Of the forest’s ferny floor: / And a bird flew up out of the turret, / Above the Traveller’s head / And he smote upon the door again a second time; / ‘Is there anybody there?’ he said. / But no one descended to the Traveller; / No head from the leaf-fringed sill / Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes, / Where he stood perplexed and still. / But only a host of phantom listeners / That dwelt in the lone house then / Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight / To that voice from the world of men: / Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair, / That goes down to the empty hall, / Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken / By the lonely Traveller’s call. / And he felt in his heart their strangeness, / Their stillness answering his cry, / While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf, / ‘Neath the starred and leafy sky; / For he suddenly smote on the door, even / Louder, and lifted his head:- / ‘Tell them I came, and no one answered, / That I kept my word,’ he said. / Never the least stir made the listeners, / Though every word he spake / Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house / From the one man left awake: / Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, / And the sound of iron on stone, / And how the silence surged softly backward, / When the plunging hoofs were gone....Walter De La Mare The above poem is another of my favourites…I read it over and over again, picturing the dark night, the traveller knocking at the old door in the moonlight, and no answer but the echoes of spectral ghosts on the stairway inside… / There have been many different interpretations of this poem, (I have copied one below), but I think that if we chose a literal interpretation, it seems like it’s the middle of war and the traveller is bringing a message, but he is too late…they have all gone or are dead… / I chose to paint it as a semi abstract, painting a vignette of the door panels with three large iron rivets, (a triangle) to give a sense of massiveness, of a fortress or citadel, with just the glow of the moonlight in the centre, all the rest fading away into blurred ochres and siennas…to avoid being literal, I did not include a knocker…he would have used a staff or stick anyway... Watercolour and Acrylic on Saunders Waterford Rough Paper.. Below is one of the theories about the poem… The theme of the poem is the place of man in a universe which is far greater than he, and which he can neither connect with nor understand. It focuses on man’s state of isolation and disharmony with the natural world. Nature, as represented by the horse placidly munching on the grass and the bird frightened by the man’s disturbing clamor, is normally serene – it is only man who is anxious because of his separateness. The traveler tries to overcome his aloneness and establish meaning by fruitless seeking (knocking) and responsible living (keeping promises), but the natural world remains unyielding in keeping its distance, and the traveler continues on alone. Enotes.. / The Key / The Red Doorknob / Gone Away
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Handling stress
by Mel BrackstoneI finally (after 8 weeks) have my IBM computer back, and now I have to get used to it all over again, as well as swap all my images and w…
I finally (after 8 weeks) have my IBM computer back, and now I have to get used to it all over again, as well as swap all my images and work over from the macbook…..going to take awhile….and THEN, I have to do the taxes….so here’s a little bit of wisdom that came my way today… A lecturer, when explaining stress management to an audience, / raised a glass of water and asked, / “How heavy is this glass of water?” Answers called out ranged from 20g to 500g. The lecturer replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. / It depends on how long you try to hold it. If I hold it for a minute, that’s not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my right arm. If I hold it for a day, you’ll have to call an ambulance. In each case, it’s the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.” He continued, “And that’s the way it is with stress management. If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, as the burden becomes increasingly heavy, we won’t be able to carry on. As with the glass of water, you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again. When we’re refreshed, we can carry on with the burden.” So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work down. Don’t carry it home. You can pick it up tomorrow. Whatever burdens you’re carrying now, let them down for a moment if you can.” So, my friend, put down anything that may be a burden to you right now. Don’t pick it up again until after you’ve rested a while. Here are some great ways of dealing with the burdens of life: Accept that some days you’re the pigeon, / and some days you’re the statue. Always keep your words soft and sweet, / just in case you have to eat them. Always read stuff that will make you look good / if you die in the middle of it. Drive carefully. It’s not only cars that can be / recalled by their maker. If you can’t be kind, at least have the decency to be vague. If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, / it was probably worth it. It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply be kind to others. Never put both feet in your mouth at the same time, / because then you won’t have a leg to stand on. Nobody cares if you can’t dance well. / Just get up and dance. Since it’s the early worm that gets eaten by the bird, sleep late. The second mouse gets the cheese. When everything’s coming your way, / you’re in the wrong lane. Birthdays are good for you. / The more you have, the longer you live. You may be only one person in the world, / but you may also be the world to one person. Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once. We could learn a lot from crayons. Some are sharp, some are pretty and some are dull. Some have weird names, and all are different colors, but they all have to live in the same box. A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour. Have an awesome day and know that someone has thought about you today. I did. Thanks so much to my lovely friend Alie for sending me this…
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Joint venture in color and cornstarch fun…messy fun with Tiger, / my 10 yr old daughter:) /
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Picture of the back lights of a brightly painted bus, this bus is for the Cheeseburger Festival in Caseville Michigan. Nikon D90 / 18-200 MM VR lens
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Two green mugs with funny faces. / Also available as a t-shirt. / Featured in the group ‘You’re accepted’ 12/10/09
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~ As a Laminated print…
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Featured in Current Issues. / /
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