Hoping life
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Tape Over Me
by benjMmmm, tapey. See detail/close-up here: http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/58887468/ /
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I thought I’d found a reason to live / Just like before when I was a child / Only to find that dreams made of sand / Would just fall apart and slip through my hands / But the spirit of life keeps us strong / And the spirit of life is the will to carry on / Adversity what have I done to you / To cause this reclusive silence / That has come between me and you / And the spirit of life oh-ho remains in light / And the spirit of life oh-ho remains inside / I never thought it would be quite like this / Living outside of mutual bliss / But as long as the veins in our arms still stand up / The spirit of life will keep living on / ‘dead can dance’
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All work in this portfolio is © Stephanie Rachel Seely. / These materials (images and poems) may NOT be edited, copied, reproduced, printed, distributed, displayed, performed, or used in any way, in whole or in part, without my written permission. Please respect copyright and do not save or upload any images or poems to Photobucket, Flickr, Myspace, Facebook etc. These creative materials are NOT public domain. This artwork was featured in Sold! and In Another World One of my first autobiographical pieces. A poem for this image can be found in my book, Heaven’s Champagne. Info for Sold! Group / Sold a small laminated print to an RB member.
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.................................................................................................This is another version of my previous uploaded pic entitled CODE BLUE. I am posting this one as someone liked this one better and wanted to purchase it. So…you may BUY it now. :) / Hugs, / Michael Sold 1 framed print to an RB member. / Sold 1 laminated print to an RB member.
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songs of spine & salt
by bellmuskerbrush my hair aside / & read the stories in my bones
for those with songs for me….....past, present & future
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“the true meaning of life, / is to plant trees / under whose shade you do not expect to sit….” Nelson Henderson Here Goes you are inspiring! undertaking: adventure, attempt, calling, charge, commitment, covenant, effort, endeavor, enterprise, ethos, experiment, guarantee, project, pledge, promise, proposition, pursuit, struggle, task, venture, vow…. Mixed media on canvas / (mostly Acrylic, some impasto gel, gouache, stuff lying around, modeling clay and crackle medium) / 92cm X 61cm / June 2008 Original Painting SOLD
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Hope
by Wendy SleeHOPE / Hope still walks beside me on the road / Her gentle company eases the miles / And lightens the load a little. / On days of unwashed clothes and unkempt hair / She sometimes seems a little unprepared, / Yet mismatched shoes can still skip / And callused hands can still warm to the touch / Of love’s tender potential. / Some days her mind seems elsewhere / But when our eyes meet, / She is quick to smile, / And through her windows / The light burns brightly / For anyone who cares to share. / Hope is never pretty / But always beautiful, / She is a silhouette in an open doorway, / A soft touch as sleep dissolves / A memory that lingers in the folds of your heart. / She is the exhale of a sigh, / The softening of shoulders / To imagined caress, / The trickle of water at the source / Of a mighty river. / Hope never looks in the mirror, / Indeed, she looks beyond, / For she holds her own reflection / In a place I have yet to find. / Sometimes weary, / She falls behind, / Engulfed in the shadows of the past; / Sits down to rest in the settling dust. / A time-worn traveller, she fades from my view / As I continue on unaware. / Somewhere in the chill / I miss her hand in mine / And sit down by the roadside to wait. / In the stillness, / The road continues to pass me by / Regardless, / And if I close my eyes I can be / Wherever I wish to go and whomever / I choose to be, / Yet somehow the one I open my eyes to / Is me. / In these fragile precious moments / When quiet enters me and wraps my soul / In the solace of silence / And the road has lost its urgency, / I look up to find her standing there. / We hug / Old friends, / The holding hands, continue on our way. / Some days Hope takes her own path, / But most days, she still walks beside me. / She lives in me / And I live in Hope…
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This is my version of a sign of the times. How we put our faith and hope into false symbols. An enlightened awakening of our narcissistic quest for personal gratification. It’s about good and bad, right and wrong and how it all means nothing in the end. My god what am I talking about? ALSO CHECK OUT MY OTHER T-SHIRTS / CHECK OUT MY OTHER T-SHIRTS / CHECK OUT MY OTHER T-SHIRTS / CHECK OUT MY OTHER T-SHIRTS
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painted a few months before my sisters first son ryan was born, I wanted to include little bits of everything in nature that was also being used in my other paintings during this period, must be about 20 years ago now, they were good days in my queens ny studio…...acrylics oils house paint boat paint fabric paint, 48 inch square on stretched canvas, currently residing in brasil….. My main website will lead you to all my other online gallery’s and stores: / Arteology
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This is same Day.. and these two.. I do believe mother and daughter.. Both absolutely stunning faces.. / / Rosa Cobos has written beautiful verse to accompany this piece..Thank You Rosa! Life Stages In Beauty / by Rosa Cobos Creased skin.. / Wisdom of days and nights. / An apple in its sweetness.. / bloom of Soul. I wonder… When a new born…Capabilities at full. / When older.. / One should leave some of them / for acquiring new ones. So in old age.. / Where does our mind / Soul? Specifically / Stress the unending / Process of… / Learning Life-Wisdom? / She is behind… but just / For pushing her / Out / Of the egg. Mother… / Creased earth.. / Always ripen / Seeding all away.
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For a friend who lives far across the ocean from me…..a friend I have never met…. My friend, as you stand at life’s crossroads, know this-from my heart to yours-you are a beautiful soul….you make a difference in this world….you are loved…there is always hope if you reach out for it…..I care. /
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What if I had done it this way? / What if I had not done it that way… / I should’ve, I could’ve and of course / Why didn’t I … Just a reflective moment in my life now. lots of Big life changing decisions to make. Taken outside of Cashion Oklahoma in June 08. Shot with Sony A-100
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Other Yanmos t-shirts / www.yanmostees.com
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Well…I finally feel like I’ve completed one journey and have taken the first steps into the next one. It’s a lovely feeling – I have overcome difficulties, achieved everything I possibly could and now I have a fresh and clear mind to start again. / I guess this is a symbol of new beginnings for me…...seeing the visions and working towards them with a cleansed spirit and renewed hope…...xox
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All that is Sacred shall forever live in your heart…. My latest equine creation, this image came from my heart and soul, a creation I have wished to create for many years, I hope you will enjoy it…. Peace Always! Pencil on Bristol Board Paper / Inspired By Love, also by the Nightwish song Creek Mary’s Blood~ / Soon I will be here no more / You’ll hear my tale / Through my blood / Through my people / And the eagle’s cry / The bear within will never lay to rest Wandering on Horizon Road / Following the trail of tears White man came / Saw the blessed land / We cared, you took / You fought, we lost / Not the war but an unfair fight / Sceneries painted beautiful in blood Wandering on Horizon Road / Following the trail of tears / Once we were here / Where we have lived since the world began / Since time itself gave us this land Our souls will join again the wild / Our home in peace ‘n war ‘n death Wandering on Horizon Road / Following the trail of tears / Once we were here / Where we have lived since the world began / Since time itself gave us this land Wandering on Horizon Road / Following the trail of tears / Once we were here / Where we have lived since the world began / Since time itself gave us this land “Hanhepi iyuho mi ihanbla ohinni yelo O sunkmanitutankapi hena, / sunkawakanpi watogha hena, oblaye t’ankapi oihankesni hena T’at’epi kin asni kiyasni he / akatanhanpi iwankal Oblaye t’anka kin / osicesni mitakuyepi òn Makoce kin wakan / WakanTanka kin òn Miwicala ohinni – Hanhepi iyuha / kici – Anpetu iyuha kici yelo Mi yececa hehaka kin yelo, na / ni yececa sunkmanitutankapi kin ka mikaga wowasaka isom Uncipi tuweni nitaku keyas ta k’u Unwakupi e’cela e wiconi / wanji unmakainapi ta yelo Anpetu waste e wan olowan / le talowan winyan ta yelo Unwanagi pi lel e nita it’okab o’ta ye Untapi it’okab o’ta Na e kte ena òn hanska ohakap / ni itansni a’u nita ihanke yelo” Translation: / “I still dream every night / Of them wolves, them mustangs, those endless prairies / The restless winds over mountaintops / The unspoilt frontier of my kith n`kin / The hallowed land of the Great Spirit / I still believe / In every night / In every day / I am like the caribou / And you like the wolves that make me stronger / We never owed you anything / Our only debt is one life for our Mother / It was a good day to chant this song / For Her Our spirit was here long before you / Long before us / And long will it be after your pride brings you to your end”
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I think we all agree, it’s not easy being an artist….this is a reflection of me, my life. *All proceeds of sales are donated to the Hope Animal Shelter You can also visit my ZAZZLE gallery for more products:
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This one is for Little Helen. / My grain of sand for this Pink October that she is pushing from her heart. Watercolour & pencil on Stonehenge paper.100% cotton fibers – 320 g / white
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Valentine series, more to come soon!
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This is a charcoal drawing of a young guy. I don’t think he was even aware that he looked like he was praying. He was so unselfconscious and innocent- I tried to capture that feeling.
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It’s time now for the harvest! And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart. ~ Galatians 6:9 Those who sow in tears / Shall reap in joy. ~Psalm 126:5 Stock Credits: / Textures here here and here / Flower here
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playing in my thoughts today….asking..about spirits playing…and then this kinda just evolved…..as i went deeper in the thought…xx i started with the photo of this beautiful flower and and showed, as i see it… going thru time….. i hope you like this…
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Hope Is the Thing With Feathers Collaboration between Isa Rodriguez and F.A. Moore, / combines similar images created by the artists separately, and at different dates, with no knowledge of the other. The likeness was so uncanny, they simply needed to be married in one piece. The separate elements are Bird Comfort by Rodriguez and Rain-I by Moore. Poem by Emily Dickenson. This work is my variation of the original. Please see F.A. Moore’s original of this collaborative work “here is my Story with this .. I had not felt it was truly mine until I layered it with another photo of mine, actually it is layered with one of my versions of a fractal I had played with a while back , one I loved especially when my cousin, Iris’, whose husband fell in love with it and sort of helped me name it “Twin Twisters. He had never appreciated art before, but started to a bit, while Iris was learning a few ropes on Rb, and spending time looking at photographs and reading the different writings. that original is here / Here are the details of the two images* / Bird Comfort Rain I* / / The way I see this : at the beginning of life, we are divinely cute, potentially everything, love to be seen and hear, clear as a bell, but sometimes dumber than dirt. albeit . sooooo good looking ..we are innocent, we are absorbing, we also love to be heard, and like to experiment and make some big booboos.. profound color, emotions galore, puberty … hot , cold , where do we go , hurt, pain, its bigger than everything .. , everything is important we think, what we say is important , what we are doing is oh so good isnt it ?? then we enter the error of a bit of doubts, and responsibilities, but we do have a style.. we even twirl our words, to make them sound better, and we can bend the rules, and we are working , and we are lonely sometimes, oh , we are so confused… but sometimes a bit content .. but mostly not, we wear our face well, but we see what is there.. and though we perch quite proudly , we feel something is missing.. .. in the middle of our careers, we are not content , but dont know how to stop the crazy machine we are on when we approach our later years, years which we are sure wont last too long.. we are fading in our bodies, but our mind .aaaaaaaah, clear as a bell sometimes , more than ever.. we are content in not being seen so much , but , some people know we have some wisdom .. we dont care what people think of us so much anymore.. we ar perched up higher, for we live to observe more. and listen more ..and also we are aware of the grass on the other side. we are ready more and more to go to the real green grass, our final home, and we wonder allot about the days gone by , and we do worry about some things. but we let things happen more, and not feel we must interfere, we know better, things tend to work out in their own way .. we ache for a young body at times, we feel we have even lost some body parts along the way .. what happened to all of our hair .. what happened to all of our skin tones ?. oh but now those wrinkles on our hands. how beautiful they can be…. aaaah , if people only knew .. how much heartache would they not have to endure. but our voice is low.. people must seek our advice. we wont do the speeches so much anymore , hence the text must be low tones, barely visible except up close lol. you can clearly see what stage I am in with this explanation dont you ?? :))
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2009. Age 22. -Drawn on white smooth bristol board. 2H, 3B pencil, black biro pen and digital paint. Thank you for viewing my work :-)
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