Hate love Wall Art
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And as the sun shall set, in the dark of the night. / Just like the soul, with angst and fright / But once again you showed me light, / hearing your prayers as they are sent into heavens flight. Religion gives a person faith. Faith keeps a person alive. Keeping alive is survival. and survival is salvation. - – - / Rain rain go away come again another day. It was a perfect setting for a mood piece. It just so happened that guy sat over the edge there. What luck. Shot at The Gap, Albany. Western Australia. MORE WORKS FROM MY PORTFOLIO /
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The full title of this picture is ‘Hate Delirium [ Never Forgive, Never Forget]’ and goes with my other picture, Love Delirium. Whereas Love Delirium is in a happy relationship, Hate Delirium isn’t – she is being torn apart and ripped by her feelings which were binding her. She is full of revenge due to her partner stabbing her with all his lies, and from cupid shooting his arrow at first and making her fall from him. The heart which is badly ripped apart and shattered shows how it has been damaged so much thats its too late and now she can’t use it at all… she is too hurt that all she wants is to get her own back. —-—-—-—-—-——- Thank You For Viewing / Original By Emma Black / Do Not Use Without Permission
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WARNING: Viewer Discretion Strongly Adviced! This is my first wake-up call in my domestic Violence series. On my old art account I created this series and got quite attention for my work. But what is my goal with that? To manifest with my art that world peace starts at home and you can only end Domestiv Violence when you face the issue and cannot look away from this rapidly growing problem. Could you look away from this artwork? Does this completely caught your attention? It should since those are worlds millions of people hear right now in this very moment and even worse. Did you know: - Around the world, at least one in every three women has been beaten, coerced into sex or otherwise abused during her lifetime - The most rapid growth in domestic relations caseloads is occurring in domestic violence filings. Between 1993 and 1995, 18 of 32 states with three year filing figures reported an increase of 20 percent or more. - In a national survey of more than 6,000 American families, 50 percent of the men who frequently assaulted their wives also frequently abused their children. Slightly more than half of female victims of intimate violence live in households with children under age 12. Studies suggest that between 3.3 – 10 million children witness some form of domestic violence annually. And this is not even the tip of the Iceberg, those are just a few noted statistics, but it is fact that this is not even the half of all “happening” cases around the world. What drove me to make this series? A lot. Someone very close and myself come out of violent families. My life long I have been treated like the sun wouldn’t shine for me too. Years long I have been hid from reality and locked in darkness, I lost my childhood and my youth through domestic violence and I can say that today strong like a rock. My life today is a lot better, my wife gives me the love I never had and felt and I give her the same back in my adornment and service. Unfortunately many woman/children/men go through this hell this very moment but the only problem politicians care about is to build up the nuke stock in their rocket facilities. They rather care to invest more money in war and weaponary as to support families, women and children who deserve a chance to live a happy life like our human and religious right tells us. I want to catch your attention with this image to say to you as a brother of this world, that you have the same rights to live as any other person, your gender, your creed or race doesn’t matter since we are all the same human, the same valuable and same unique and under the face of God are we all the same. Our lifetime is important and how we recieve our family, friends and even our neighbours will not be unseen, the generations will copy your behaviour and treat others the same. So…could you look away? I have a major plan with thi series since I would love to expand this as big as I can (even public plans), the next days will crystalize if I can move someones hearts or not. So, if you look right now at this artwork, and got some free time, leave a comment, and tell me how you feel about it. I can’t and won’t look away.
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LOVE, FAITH and HOPE….....or HATE, WAR and DEATH? / . /
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The abduction of Persephone “Far from Demeter and Zeus, she was playing with the deep-bosomed daughters of Oceanus and gathering flowers over a soft meadow, roses and crocuses and beautiful violets, irises also and hyacinths and the narcissus which Earth made to grow at the will of Zeus, to be a trap for the bloom-like girl—a marvelous, radiant flower. The meadow was a thing of awe to see: from its root grew a hundred blooms and it smelled most sweetly, so that all wide heaven above and the whole earth and the sea’s salt swell laughed for joy. And the girl was amazed and reached out with both hands; but the wide-pathed earth yawned, and Hades sprang out upon her. He caught her up reluctant on his golden chariot and bore her away lamenting,to the underworld forever more.” * / 8 days of countless hours, trashing it and starting over and over and over till I got this. I think I am happy now! !0.redbubble.com/img/art/border:blackwithdetail/product
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Id
by Shawn CossAs a once psychology major, I was intrigued by Freud’s theory on the id and ego of the human psyche. It has been many years since those classes so my words may be somewhat off. But this piece is a self representation (aren’t they all?) of myself and how the “id” and “ego” play in our life decisions. We all seek pleasure and that constant feeling of euphoria, and our “id”’s only goal is to achieve those feelings without worry or care about the consequences of such actions. It is our “ego” that keeps the “id” in line, allowing us to think before we act, and to be able to foresee what may come of this pleasure seeking. It is a constant battle that wages on beneath our skin and sometimes the “id” overcomes. Some choose to live only by the “id”s bidding and never realize the destruction they leave behind when seeking their pleasures. I have been through that lifestyle once, and as much as I enjoyed such pleasures in bountiful amounts….the aftershock of those actions can still be felt today.
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This piece is based on how much we base our decisions off of love. Not condemning it, but rather it intrigues me what those will do in the name of love. Many people have died for love, have fought for love, and have sacrificed for love. It’s a powerful feeling that enslaves us, causing us to react in ways we may not deem normal in a clear state of mind, but like they say, Love is intoxicating. 2nd traditional piece I’ve ever attempted with acrylics. It was (key word, was, because it was sold lol)a 18×24 inch stretched canvas with acrylics and india ink. I miss this piece dearly, but at least I have a wonderful jpeg of it’s remains.
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Silent masquerade series
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Models: Me
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My Website SP Featured in The Sisterhood Group Featured in The Woman Photographer Copyright / Outside ~ Staind / And you / Bring me to my knees / Again / All the times / That I could beg you please / In vain / All the times / That I felt insecure / For you / And I leave / My burdens at the door But I’m on the outside / I’m looking in / I can see through you / See your true colours / ‘Cause inside you’re ugly / You’re ugly like me / I can see through you / See to the real you All the times / That I felt like this won’t end / It’s for you / And I taste / What I could never have / It was from you / All the times / That I’ve cried / My intentions / Full of pride / But I waste / More time than anyone But I’m on the outside / And I’m looking in / I can see through you / See your true colours / ‘Cause inside you’re ugly / You’re ugly like me / I can see through you / See to the real you All the times / That I’ve cried / All this wasted / It’s all inside / And I feel / All this pain / Stuffed it down / It’s back again / And I lie / Here in bed / All alone / I can’t mend / But I feel / Tomorrow will be OK But I’m on the outside / And I’m looking in / I can see through you / See your true colours / ‘Cause inside you’re ugly / You’re ugly like me / I can see through you / See to the real you
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for: KASEY CLINE / her picture: / / Kasey’s body: faestock / lady in red
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stock credits: / model / glass / textures by me / © copyright jokiargu creations 2009 thank you for viewing breakable
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credits: / model / textures, chains and roses by navybrat / work time: 4 hours and a pack of Marlboro reds © copyright jokiargu creations 2009 unchained melody thank you for viewing
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Painting by Dorina Costras / 30/45 cm / Acrylic on Canson paper
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Painting by Dorina Costras / Acrylic on canvas / 35/50 cm / Interpretation after / Gaze / / by Claire McAdams * / WON 1ST PLACE* in the Portrait of a Lady Challenge in the Painted Ladies group! / Featured work in “Hairtyles” Featured work in / Featured work in / .aug. 2009 Featured work in / – sep.2009 TOP TEN Your best “Real” life work – sep.2009
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Painting by Dorina Costras / 35/38 cm / Acrylic, on canvas / ______-- ORIGINAL FOR SALE
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The Weight of Chains They don’t always clank, these chains. Not like in the ghost stories. / They don’t always warn you of the evil in the room. / Sometimes they whisper, lovers close by your ear, cupping your chin and promising fidelity. / Sometimes they chatter, chipmunks in the grass, warning of predators. / Sometimes they coax you to wear them, grifters at your feet, telling tales of riches. They weigh on you, these chains. / You think you wear none? / Do you believe? / Do you hope? / Do you love? / Do you dream? / Do you eat? / Do you sleep? / Do you hate? / Do you envy? / Are you human? / Then you are in chains. / Break free of all of them and you’re dead. / Some are better than others, though. / Chains of love can weigh light like the flutter of an eyelash. / Chains of hope can weigh so little they carry you to other worlds. But some chains will crush you before you can feel them. / Hate. / Prejudice. / Those chains have no mercy. And some weigh what you weigh. They are you, your body. You feel them only when you fight them. Weightless, then? / Only at peace. I didn’t plan to upload this today because I’m behind in visiting you guys and replying, and I don’t want anyone to think I’m being rude. But I need to get it off my computer before I panic and throw it out. It’s YELLING at me. Well, OK, not really. But it’s a visceral reaction I’m having. It’s making me want to tear apart my life and rebuild it in better ways. Wow. Anyway, it’s seven photo images and some digital painting, combined and edited in Photoshop Elements 3. /
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ink pencil, paint, on photo paper / 8×11.5”
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Soo I got alittle frustrated with all the smoke here in southern California, and noticed ash all over my patio….so decided to paint with it. / Just sad to see alll those trees and homes gone, and decided there must be some good somewhere from all this disaster and 2 lost firemen. This painting will be a reminder to me of the horrible loss, and the 2 men whom lost there lives because of someones evil selfish pleasure. ~Artistmind / myspace.com/Artistmind 8.5×11” card paper / mixed medium: ink oil paint, earth, ash, watercolor, acrylic, paint
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LUST
by artistmindSeries: Jane Doe / title: LUST / ink, acrylic, pencil on paper 8×11”
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