Hoping sad
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When I figure out how to enlarge this I will make it available in all the other formats. But may not be able to! Boo-hoo…Oh, well – at least you can get the card. Pretty self-explanatory I think. Photomontage; portrait, rain drops, cracked glass, paper heart, a wee bit of textured paper and lots of tender-loving care from Photoshop. Comments appreciated as always.
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Indian Ink on Illustration Board (c) REO 2007
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Portraits of Hope
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Portraits of Hope with poem by DamienVenditti Drop the strings Judgments come and who’ll fall down / Only I know where I’ve been / I know where I stand / This rope I climb burns my hands / The wrong way around / Fell from clouds Got some hope each morning gold / Left some feeling in the hole / The master’s dead / The puppets sold / Drop the strings and watch him fold The mountains path is paved in stone / The further I walk / I’m closer to home / The dream I see the land I roam / And how I feel / Is not alone Got some faith each day shines / Nothing I have I will hide / The master lives / The puppets ride / Brings in the heat from the cold outside
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from the portraits of hope gouache pastel ink pencil and scratching
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Hope Card
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Bleeding love Where are we, what the hell is going on / The dust has only just begun to fall / Closed off from love, spinning round again / We didn’t need the pain, twice or thrice was enough / It was all in vain, time never ceases to pass / We’re frozen in this cycle of destruction Oil marks appear on walls, / where pleasure moments hung before / Sweeping insanity, sweeping insanity / Oh the insensitivity Something happened on the way, we lost our way / There was a very first time with us, we tasted the displeasure / The bile of unhappy endings and scorched earth policies / We let our hearts melt, / disappearing into the very ground we tread upon / We lost what was true, found something false to replace it / People get ready, there’s a train a coming / And everyone’s looking round, / but we no longer know who is going crazy / I know I’m going crazy Few are bold to say without care for circumstance / I don’t care what they say, I am still in love with you / Torturous souls that love the very thing that makes them sad / They try to pull us away, but they don’t know the truth / Our heart’s are crippled by the vein they keep on closing / They cut us open, and we keep bleeding / We just keep bleeding love We tried hard not to hear, but they talk so loud / Their pandering and propaganda piercing our ears / Question and they try to fill us with doubt / Our goal is to keep me from falling Nothing in this world is greater than the rush that comes / with our patriotic embrace / In this world of loneliness we must cease to lose face / Now everyone around us is going crazy, maybe, maybe It’s draining our history, it’s draining our souls / They find it hard to believe that we pity them / It is all of us who will be wearing these scars / For everyone to see Taken w/Nikon D2Xs + Nikkor 300/2.8 AFS VR
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Tortured eyes and crippling tension, / such are the scars of comprehension… AVAILABLE AS A GREETING CARD. The mother knows what the child does not. HEAL Africa Hospital / D.R.Congo If you would like to purchase this as wall art please bubble mail me as it is under an exclusive contract elsewhere. Cheers Mel.
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This little guy was living in the grounds of HEAL Africa Hospital, Goma, Congo. His spirit is great. He pretty much adopted us for the week. HEAL Africa Hospital lives and works at the coal face of the eastern Congo crisis – Goma. You may have seen it in the news, for the brief moment it curried favour with the news editors.
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Acrylic and mixed media on canvas / November 2008 / Original SOLD Inspired by Elliott Smith Listen here: / Pitseleh / or / http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=kDMeEtUCq54 I’ll tell you why I don’t want to know where you are / I got a joke I’ve been dying to tell you / The silent kid is looking down the barrel / To make the noise that I kept so quiet / I kept it from you, pitseleh I’m not what’s missing from your life now / I could never be the puzzle pieces / They say that god makes problems just to see what you can stand / Before you do as the devil pleases give up the thing you love no one deserves it The first time I saw you, I knew it would never last / I’m not half what I wish I was / I’m so angry, / I don’t think it’ll ever pass / And I was bad news for you, / just because I never meant to hurt you
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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 Feminine Intent, Dream & Fantasy, Fine Art Composites, THIS IS ART! ANYTHING GOES!, Core [C.O.R.E] and #1 Artists of RedBubble Placed in the Top 10 for the My Love Is As Wide As The Ocean challenge Companion piece – Promises Always Seem To Break Stock credits / sky / model and water / butterfly / Stock copyrights remain the property of their respective owners.
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And she was in bitterness of soul, and prayed to the LORD and wept in anguish. Then she made a vow and said, “O LORD of hosts, if You will indeed look on the affliction of Your maidservant and remember me, and not forget Your maidservant, but will give Your maidservant a male child, then I will give him to the LORD all the days of his life, and no razor shall come upon his head.” ~1 Samuel 10-11 Stock Credits: / Woman by pieceofmestock.deviantart.com / Keys by bazzlestock.deviantart.com
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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 100%, The Love Of Eerie and Enchanting Artwork, Fine Art Composites, and Core [C.O.R.E] Companion piecce – Sign Of Hope Stock Credits / model / sky / Stock copyrights remain the property of their respective owners.
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I was struck by his eyes – they seemed so berefit of hope. Almost lifeless. All this while he was laughing and joking with his companion and asking me to take a pic of him. / View this large to see what I had seen. Nikon D80 / 18-135mm @135 / f/5.6; 1/13 sec / ISO 100 Another frame I’d taken in colour: /
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/ framed print (walnut frame with off white matt) I used a lot of media in this painting….. / chalk pastels, faber castelle black markers, charcoal, aquarelle watercolour crayons wet and dry, acrylics….on Canson canvas textured paper A2 size / it has been tweaked in photoshop to add brightness and contrast, etc. It’s from a series i’ve been wanting to get a start on for over a year, so this is the first one in the “Mothers and Daughters series”....I’m not sure if i’ll do more or not yet…i hope to….just has to be when the inspiration comes though…. I worked on this til 4am this morning …. oops! I hope you like it anyway, there is a sombre mood about it I guess, but not necessarily dark or negative….tears are healing, they really are….....
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something sweet…
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Something dark, metal, mysterious
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I have not stopped thinking about the works of / LisaG and her newest piece called Sad Tree it got my mind and heart juiced up! SAD TREE _Beside a waterhole / a sad tree was planted seasonally / it leaned forward in a spirited attempt / to soulfully drench an act of love it did it all / without shame smoke often filled the air / the sad tree / was the last of its breed it had seen a fair amount / it had danced the last dance all that was left was to / take care of its bounty no more travel / c’est la vie a railway line sang blue / as the willow / spoke to flesh and blood flesh ran / to the rose bush without bud / asking for no reason why must I hang my head? It was the truth a bird floating from the heavens / hid / behind / the mercy of the burning / sad tree twisted ivy / seeded / in the minds / of blank onlookers the sad tree / discovered redemption / in the brushing of a cross in the hope / of / never truly knowing in the rooted earth / of / every lasting life in the ache / of birth turn your head / give away your perfect suit pick up your roots / be gone understand / black as coal / light as the few_ By Lisa G. 2009 ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
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sing in the blues
by butchartbleached out sky / a lackluster grey / no ambition for paler shades / still winds / uninspired / hold lifeless clouds / heavy and tired / settl…
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Even When You Feel Alone
by Matt PenfoldYour state of mind is tenuous / As balanced on a knife / And even efforts strenuous / To take control of life / May in the end just miss the …
Sometimes our hearts reach out but hands feel tied…
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I’ve been at peace and genuinely happy lately…however today a sadness has washed over me…So here’s to a brighter tomorrow… And she cried… / for all of those souls / with not enough to eat / for she felt their empty need… / And she cried… / for all the children who / died in some senseless war / all because of man’s / selfishness and greed… / And she cried… / for those suffering in silence / for the pain they endured / seeps deep inside / the central core of her / And she cried… / for all those hearts / so lost in the night / that the only way to freedom / was to take their own life / And she cried… / for the child / who has suffered / at the hands of an adult / for their tears and fears / and hearts forever scarred… / And she cried / for dreams covered in ash / the pain and suffering / hoping for mankind / to finally see the light… / And she cried… / for all these sorrows / traveling forth on this earth / she felt so very deeply / as if it was happening to her… / And she cried…. Repost…Acrylic and Digital…
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Model – The ArtistDarklady / Background – LuchareStock / Created using Digital Image Music : Slipped Away by Avril Lavigne Na na, na na na, na na / I miss you, miss you so bad / I don’t forget you, oh it’s so sad / I hope you can hear me / I remember it clearly The day you slipped away / Was the day I found it won’t be the same / Ooooh Na na na na na na na I didn’t get around to kiss you / Goodbye on the hand / I wish that I could see you again / I know that I can’t Oooooh / I hope you can hear me cause I remember it clearly The day you slipped away / Was the day I found it won’t be the same / Ooooh I had my wake up / Won’t you wake up / I keep asking why / And I can’t take it / It wasn’t fake / It happened, you passed by Now you are gone, now you are gone / There you go, there you go / Somewhere I can’t bring you back / Now you are gone, now you are gone / There you go, there you go, / Somewhere your not coming back The day you slipped away / Was the day i found it won’t be the same noo.. / The day you slipped away / Was the day that i found it won’t be the same oooh… Na na, na na na, na na / I miss you
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