Charcoal drawing and photo.
Millennium Bridge and St. Paul Cathedral, London, Uk ! / / - Click to view .
Theres always softness in strength and strength in softness. Yoga practices preach this too. A beautiful way of understanding and withstanding. -chase www.MilkYourMind.com
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’
Pastel drawing and Apophysis overlay
Pastel drawing, scanned peacock feathers and Apophysis overlays
Charcoal drawing, photo and Apophysis layers Gaia – she is rising they shovelled her screams into the pit of silence / and told her nothing was wrong / but she is waking they told her beauty was skin shaven clean / and denuded her of her undergrowth / but she is remembering encased in her corset of asphalt, they dressed her / in roads and cities for their pleasure / but she is rising she is rising like the mist on a clear, cold morning / millennia of sleep fall away from her like grieving / in the light of her regard nothing keeps its meaning / Gaia – she is rising
Pastel drawing, scanned peacock feathers and Apophysis overlay
You know the song . immense field of flowers stretching as far as the eye could see, it was impossible not to step on them
Apophysis composite
Please Visit Charity Mission Website: http://www.philadelphia33.org/ This is my favourite Photo of Eli, my first Grandson. Using paintshop Pro X2. I have removed the background and toned the shadows.Children are a gift from God and to live and enjoy your grandchildren is a very precious blessing. [My passion is to help as many sick and poor children as I can in remote villages in Africa]. ALL PROCEEDS FROM SALE OF MY ART, PLUS DONATIONS MADE TO PHILADELPHIA MISSION CHARITY, GOES TO HELP EXTREME POOR AND SICK IN REMOTE AND RURAL VILLAGES IN AFRICA. WE NEVER TAKE ANYTHING OUT OF YOUR GIVING. ALL CHARITY OVERHEADS ARE COVERED BY OUR MEMBERS AND VOLUNTEERS. Philadelphia Mission wewbsite: / http://www.philadelphia33.org/ Link to my new art and Video site: / http://www.missionary.smugmug.com/ Camera:Canon EOS 400D. Lens: Canon EF-s 18-55mm.
When The Clock Strikes Me / is a poem by the amazing Saul / Williams. He is one person that / inspires me, some one I look up / to and admire. To view a video / of him reading this masterpiece / please refer to this link / It should explain alot, thank you! Stock Used From DA: brujo / parablev / bashcorpo / amptone-stock / mjranum-stock (Marcus Ranum) / Photodream-stock
I was watching the movie “The Ultimate Gift” listening to the character played by James Garner talking to his grandson when he said… ‘Learning is a gift… even if pain is your teacher”. As soon as the words had finished coming out of his mouth I honestly said out loud – YES!! Immediately I was blown away by the quote and I wrote it down and thought about its meaning for weeks. I’ve never felt so affected by a sentence before. Upon reflecting this quote I found quite confronting to realise that I spent my twenties doing everything to avoid and “run away” from my emotional pain.. Now in my 30s I’ve realised that pain was essential for me to be a more caring, less-judgemental and forgiving person. Pain seems to show us the truth in others… the truth that all people, no matter what’s on the outside… have a heart capable of breaking on the inside. It gives me great comfort that I can now view the grief of my brothers death as somewhat of a gift to me – rather than nothing but a loss FEATURED IN Prize Challenges GROUP / FEATURED IN Creative Inspirations / FEATURED IN YOU’RE ACCEPTED GROUP / FEATURED IN FIRST THINGS GROUP / FEATURED IN TYPOGRAPHY GROUP / FEATURED IN THE ART OF PAIN GROUP t-shirt available .
I thought Bonita / could do something fantastic with my New Life2 ; I am so pleased to present this to you all….....doesn’t she create magic!!! / / The Original /
i am ready / i am ready i am fine. my inspired art series
For Meggie my inspired art series
A renovated blockhouse exterior with a mighty urban tree from Budapest 14th district. You can license this photo on Getty Images.
Pastel drawing, scanned peacock feather and Fractal Explorer overlays Let me not mar that perfect dream / by an auroral stain, / but so adjust my daily night / that it will come again. Emily Dickinson
The Green Man is an ancient pagan symbol of our relationship to the plant kingdom. Men become tree-like, and the Green Man sports plants and leaves and boughs growing from his mouth or beard or his hair. / In the Green Man we have an archetype for our relationship to both the cosmos and the Earth – to Father Sky and Mother Earth. Plants are born from and connect the two. Plants are, like us, cosmic beings; they guarantee that the sun’s generous efforts to pour its energy over the earth are not in vain. The Sun finds ready receptivity in the plants. / Interestingly, the archetype of the Green Man also respects silence and introspection, which are common traits among farmers and indigenous peoples, those who remain close to the land. The Green Man honors for us how rich and deep the roots of nature are, telling us that we need to germinate under the soil, in the silence of our hearts. This is a painting I did for a T-shirt design, then fractilius filtered with redfield plug-ins, in photoshop7 Celtic Spirit
Thought I’d try this quote as a polaroid so it would look ok on a tee. .
Charcoal drawing, photo and fractal composite / My International Womens Day offering (a little late I know :p) This is dedicated to all the largely unsung women who have devoted their energy and time to promote the cause of women’s rights, creating a safer world for our daughters to grow up in. Thanks for your comments and faves.
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…
RB’s challenge “Substance of things not seen” inspired many questions of how to convey and/or observe what we cannot see, let alone create a piece of art. / Then, while listening to our CD player shuffle, this song played…Colors of the Wind / You think you own whatever land you land on / Earth is just a dead thing you can claim / But I know every rock and tree and creature / Has a life, has a spirit, has a name / You think the only people who are people / Are the people who look and think like you / But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger / You learn things you never knew / You never knew / Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon? / Or ask the grinning bobcat why he grinned / Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains? / Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? / Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? / Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest / Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth / Come roll in all the riches all around you / And for once never wonder what they’re worth / The rainstorm and the river are my brothers / And the heron and the otter are my friends / And we are all connected to each other / In a circle in a hoop that never ends / Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon? / or let the eagle tell you where hes been / can you sing with all the voices of the mountain / can you paint with all the colors of the wind / can you paint with all the colors of the wind / How high does the sycamore grow / If you cut it down, then you’ll never know / And you’ll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon / For whether we are white or copper – skinned / We just sing with all the voices of the mountain / Need to paint with all the colors of the wind / You can own the earth and still / All you’ll own is earth until / You can paint with all colors of the wind. Not leaving well enough alone, I ventured into googling and found an amazing photograph (hven.swarthmore.edu) of a Wind Bubble and began searching more of the Stellar Winds ~ this all seemed to fit, so I sketched a female figure being blown by the wind and layered it atop the Wind Bubble, editing a little more with the Redfield fractilius plug-in to bring the force of the wind alive with evidence of its power, though unseen… “Thought is the Wind, knowledge the sail, and mankind the vessel. ” August Hare
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