United States
Pure white rose spattered with blood
why does onion-boy always make her cry? such heartbreak and onion-boy has done nothing, but offer his love.
this piece was inspired by an email asking for more or the fork off duo and the shirt by no frills art obsolete death by technology I did originally intend to have the little guy getting his revenge for being forked by devil girl but something in me left it this way. The is a lot of emotion in this piece as I’m sure many of you have felt like you have had you heart broken by a personified devil – I know I have (sigh and a tear) close up: / PS – Don’t worry, I will get round to making the revenge version called “fork you too” very soon :) Scotty The original T:
he tries as he can to be the best companion as possible. / he just wants to get close. it reads: “i won’t break your heart, but i might make you cry.”
My rules for photography and art are very simple – I like it, or I don’t… / / Thanks for visiting my folio :) / I appreciate your taking time to view what I’ve been up to, and enjoy reading your comments. / / / / / Writings (or ramblings) / Weaver / High-Flyer / The 10th / The In-Between Place / The Haggard Crone / Come, Dark / Chandelier Brain / Eat Me / You’re Strange, Rick / Ever-Queen / Sleeping / Beauty / The Black, White & Grey / / /
From my upcoming series “Human” dealing with 5 major aspects of what it is to be human. Thoughts, beliefs, emotions, body, sex. Each aspect will have 2 subdivisions. Emotions will have heartbreak and love.
Yes i know a little emotional of me but i had a really odd day, I was looking forward to going to work (I know but i work in thorntons!) and was going to try all the new ice creams, but in the shower, the shower fell off and so did everything else all landing on my ankle which is now very bruised and sore to walk on so i couldn’t work! Argh, things like this always happen to me, as Charlie put it, im the unluckiest girl he’s ever met.
Buy it here ThomasDodd.com/Store “There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds / Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke; / When down her weedy trophies and herself / Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide; / And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up: / Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes; / As one incapable of her own distress, / Or like a creature native and indued / Unto that element: but long it could not be / Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, / Pull’d the poor wretch from her melodious lay / To muddy death…” (Hamlet – Act 4. Scene VII)
First love, the love that clings to your heart forever, no matter how much pain it has caused, no matter how many tears have fallen, first love will never leave my soul. by Unknown /
this heartbreaker came in my garden through the fence tonight
This was a sign on a building across the road from Graceland, It was hardly noticeable during the day and seemed small and insignificant, But I thought I could do something special with it and it turned out great. / This is a 36×48 oil on canvas. the original sold 10 years ago for about $10,000
Winner in the Live, Love, Dream It’s All About Love challenge Winner in the Your Best Evocative Work challenge :) Almost a year today / I thought I was over it / Over you / Gone from my every waking thought / To a not so distant memory / And a thought every now and then But time isn’t always so forgiving / One unplanned / Trip / One slip / Down memory lane / I’m right back there again / Just like that… / Hopeless girl / Lonely girl / Can’t let go girl / Knowing I can’t have you / You said “not ever again” / Wanting you so much I ache / I ache / Inside / For I can’t show a soul / That I am here again / In this fantasy world / Of me and you / But not you and me / Of you / My every waking thought / Never a distant memory How did I go a year? / With just a thought now and then… / I concede… They say time heals / But will time find / The pieces that are missing? So I start again, / With every waking thought… / And look towards / The thoughts of every now and then / ....the distant memories / And maybe another year… Stock Photo Credit / Model / Lover / Background / Crow / Stump If you like this piece, please check out: / /
Sony DSC F717 digital photo enhanced with Photoshop. / “FEATURED IN THE MULTIRACIAL BEAUTY Group” / “Featured in the EXCEPTIONAL EKPHRASIS Group 10/9/09” / “Featured in the FREEDOM IN WORDS Group” * “In homage to love across the divide. Love knows no color it embraces all blindly. “ When I first heard Mike Wich’s beautiful instrumental I began to see a flood of images from my life. Images of love won, love lost and love found again. Of happy and not so happy times. Images of my fleeting summer days crashing against my autumn nights. While my lover slept in the other room, I shut the door and began to sing this song. The music, the song and the memories inspired this image. Thank you to Mr. Mike Wich for graciously allowing me to record and to publish it here and on YouTube. Thanks for listening. In Another Place, In Another Time *(Listen on YouTube) / Song written & performed by RoyAllenHunt © 2/13/08 / No Será Largo, Music written & performed by Mike Wich © 2007 I remember when I held your face in my two hands. When I kissed your mouth I could taste the breath of change draw me in. Oh our sweet innocence. And the many times, the many, many, many times our bodies intertwined. I becoming yours you becoming mine. In another place, in another time, days turned into night. We shared such a happy, happy life. In another place, in another time. It wasn’t planned it just was. No questions asked it was just because. What we did we did for love. And if mistakes were made, in our loving we forgave. We knew somehow it was the only way. Even if we cried, after our tears were dried, our love managed somehow—to survive. In another place, in another time. And that we’re older now I have one wish to make. If only one last journey we could take. If in the time we have left, could we go back to trace those very same steps that we did back then—and do it all over again? Ooh, in another place, in another time. Days turned into night we shared such a happy, happy life. In another time, I was yours—and darling you were mine. In another place, in another time, days turned into night – such a happy, happy, happy life. In another place, in another time, I was yours and—you were mine. In another place, in another time. In another place in another time.. /
©Aimee Stewart, Foxfires – please see my CC Terms of Use before considering using this image for any personal or commercial use http://foxfires.deviantart.com/journal/15905899/ / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- “Too long you’ve wandered in winter, far from my fathering gaze… ” – The Phantom The full series: / (More coming soon!)
Coco thought she had found the man of her dreams until she found out he had / Coulrophobia …. then to make matters worse, he left her for a contortionist. /
Full view please :) .::Stock Photo Credit::.. / Model / Window / Village / Butterflies / Envelopes If you like this piece, please check out: / / /
Momentum, Energy, Love, Pain… bring it on.
My Website BreakEven I’m still alive but I’m barely breathing, / Just prayed to a god that I don’t believe in, / ‘Coz I got time while she got freedom, / ‘Coz when a heart breaks no it don’t break even. Her best days will be some of my worst, / She finally met a man that’s gonna put her first, / While I’m wide awake, she’s no trouble sleeping, / ‘Coz when a heart breaks no it don’t break even, even no. What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you / What am I supposed to say when I’m all choked up and you’re ok / I’m falling to pieces / I’m falling to pieces They say bad things happen for a reason / But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding / ‘Coz she’s moved on while I’m still grieving / And when a heart breaks no it don’t break even, even no. What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you / What am I supposed to say when I’m all choked up and you’re ok / I’m falling to pieces, yeah / I’m falling to pieces, yeah / I’m falling to pieces, (One still in love while the other one’s leaving) / I’m falling to pieces, (‘Coz when a heart breaks no it don’t break even) You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain, / You took your suitcase, I took the blame. / Now I’m tryna make sense of what little remains, oh. / ‘Coz you left me with no love, with no love to my name. I’m still alive but I’m barely breathing, / Just prayed to a god that I don’t believe in, / ‘Coz I got time while she got freedom, / ‘Coz when a heart breaks no it don’t break, no it don’t break, no it don’t break even no. What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you / What am I supposed to say when I’m all choked up and you’re ok / I’m falling to pieces, yeah / I’m falling to pieces, yeah / I’m falling to pieces, (One still in love while the other one’s leaving) / I’m falling to pieces, (‘Coz when a heart breaks no it don’t break even) Oh, it don’t break even, no / Oh, it don’t break even, no / Oh, It don’t break even, no The Script
Finally the creative drought has broken!!! ..::Stock Photo Credit::.. / Model / Background / Butterflies / Birds If you like this piece, please check out: / / /
/ view my current eBay listings Another one which has been giving me the shits for weeks. Still not done with it, but wanted to have a look at it online. I’m such an internet-head now…nothing looks real to me anymore, until I see it onscreen :-/ Below is how she looked yesterday. Why did I close her eyes? Ahh…well…. currently listening to: King of Wishful Thinking – Go West medium: acrylic on stretched canvas size: 50cm x 70cm
I am naked now / Stripped of all self confidence / Nothing left to lose / There is no more heart to bruise / There is nothing left to take / ...
This was not an easy one to write. I write this from personal experience. I write it for all those who have lived through domestic violence or who have lost a friend or a loved one in this way or who are currently living with physical and/or mental abuse. They often go hand-in-hand. It starts subtly and is always followed by profuse apologies and usually escalates from there. Mental cruelty has many ugly faces too and is part of a control mechanism which is designed to reduce you to ashes by always making you feel inadequate and bad about yourself. Do not allow it. Furthermore, if someone is jealous of you it does not mean that they love you but quite the opposite. If they are always going out of their way to try and make you jealous of them, that is not love. When someone truly loves you they will edify you and your spirit, not taunt you or continually drag you down. They will never play games with you or your emotions if they love you. Recognize it when it happens and never let it get further than that. Get away. Get out before it crushes you. There is absolutely no excuse for physical or mental cruelty, abuse or violence. If you are dealing with someone who plays mind-games then you are dealing with the utmost immaturity. You only stay because you have a low self-esteem and you believe that you do not deserve any better. Do not delude yourself into thinking that you can ‘fix’ them or hope that it will all change because it won’t. You can never ‘fix’ someone else as that is a choice that only they alone can make, or not make. Have the strength to walk away and drag your self-respect behind you if you have to. Never play into the hands of being a victim. Take responsibility for your own life and your own future. Seek counseling and do whatever it takes to become a whole person. Always remember that two half people never make a whole person. You will recover; you will love and be loved again. Learn to love yourself and live to tell the story. This is your LIFE. This is your journey. Make it a beautiful one. You know that you can. When you open your mind / To the miracle that is you / You will find a deep well / Waiting there for you / When you open your heart / To the beauty that is you / You will sing a healing song / Of the love within you © JaneSolomon 2009 Music
RedBubble is a great place to find art, design, photos and writing from over 80,000 talented people.
On stunning greeting cards, awesome t-shirts or beautiful prints to hang on your walls.
It’s really simple. If you’re not happy with your purchase for any reason, we’ll fix it.
Since February 2007 we’ve shipped over 295,300 items to more than 70 countries around the world.
Sign up for your free account, upload your work, join some groups and share your creative genius with the world.