Janis
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Janis Zroback
Canada
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Janie Oliver
United States
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Janys Hyde
Italy
899 creative works found
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You may have seen this already. I didn’t feel it was very ‘sjem’ so had it elsewhere, I’ve been convinced otherwise … /
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/ The first in a Series of Oriental Paintings….mean’t to soothe the soul and rest the heart...Daocheng in the mountains of China… Ink and Watercolour on Rice Paper FEATURED ON THE HOMEPAGE 27/5/09 / FEATURED MANY TIMES INCLUDING THE FOLLOWING GROUPS.. / REALIST PAINTINGS ABOUT WATER / FIRST THINGS / IMAGE WRITING / DIMENSIONS / LIVE LOVE DREAM / LANDSCAPE PAINTING / HAND DRAWN OR PAINTED ART OF HAPPINESS AND JOY / ALL COUNTRIES, RIVERS, LAKES AND PONDS / IT IS ALSO A CHALLENGE WINNER…FUN WITH WATER IN WORKS ON PAPER Foamy tides, like snow-drifts, lingering; / A battalion of plum trees silently blooming; / A bottle of wine / And a fishing line; / Who in this world is my equal? The oar rips apart the spring water / On which the leaf-like boat is floating. / A tiny hook dangles / At the end of a silk cord. The islet is covered with blossoms / And my jug is full of wine. / Upon these thousand acres of waves there is freedom...Li Yu Ci /
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/ The second in a Series of Oriental Work....I hope you’re enjoying this change of pace….Daocheng in the mountains of China… Ink and Gouache on Rice Paper…. Featured on the Home Page May 2008 Asleep in spring I did not heed the dawn / Till the birds broke out singing everywhere. / Last night, in the clamour of wind and rain, / How many flowers have fallen / do you suppose?...Meng Haroan
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/ “The Potting Shed” is the first of a Series by the same name... Gouache and Watercolour on Grey St Armand Linen Paper with Collaged Mesh Cloth… We’re planting this coming long weekend, so the pots will be taken out of their winter nest of burlap, and brought into the warmth of the spring sunshine.... May and June. Soft syllables, gentle names for the two best months / in the garden year: cool, misty mornings gently burned away with a / warming spring sun, followed by breezy afternoons and chilly nights. / The discussion of philosophy is over; it’s time for work to begin.....Peter Loewer
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/ From the Series-The Trees-Autumn... Watercolour on Hot Pressed Arches…. TOP TEN WINNER IN THE CALENDAR CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE TREES CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE AUTUMN CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE INSPIRED ART CHALLENGE / FEATURED IN CHANGING LEAVES / FEATURED IN FIRST THINGS / FEATURED IN ART FOR THE WORLD / FEATURED IN CREATIVE CARDS / FEATURED IN JUST WATERCOLOURS / FEATURED IN INSPIRED ART / FEATURED IN IMPRESSIONIST ART / Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, / Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; / Conspiring with him how to load and bless / With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; / To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, / And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; / To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells / With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, / And still more, later flowers for the bees, / Until they think warm days will never cease, / For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells...John Keats.
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/ “Winter Walk” is part of the Series “The Trees”, and is a reflection of Canadian winter in Ontario… Watercolour on Arches Paper…. “There is nothing here except the constant, looping clicks and caws of birds, lost in trees erased by white. / My sight condensed by each fresh, foggy breath, a hanging depth my head sinks through. / Nothing here but mulching steps, the soft snap of twigs long soaking, the sticky sound of car tire on wet road. / I am drenched by a sudden gang-up of water, a brief yawn of thunder far away. / There is nothing here and I am all wet.” ….John Goss. “Fog” / /
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Blue Night is part of the Series “The Trees” along with November Light, and Chintz Night. Watercolour on Paper… Oh in the deep blue night / The fountain sang alone; / It sang to the drowsy heart / Of a satyr carved in stone. Excerpt…Sara Teasdale / /
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/ “Coneflower” is part of the Flower Series.. / / Watercolour on Arches Hot Press Paper.. / / The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.* ~Jean Giraudoux
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/ “Moondance”is in the Landscape collection...it is a new painting based on a winter scene I had posted earlier… Watercolour on Arches Paper… Well, its a marvelous night for a moondance / With the stars up above in your eyes / A fantabulous night to make romance / ‘neath the cover of October skies / And all the leaves on the trees are falling / To the sound of the breezes that blow / And I’m trying to please to the calling / Of your heart-strings that play soft and low / And all the nights magic seems to whisper and hush / And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush Michael Buble Music / / Well, I wanna make love to you tonight / I can’t wait ‘til the morning has come / And I know that the time is just right / And straight into my arms you will run / And when you come my heart will be waiting / To make sure that you’re never alone / There and then all my dreams will come true, dear / There and then I will make you my own / And every time I touch you, you just tremble inside / And I know how much you want me that you can’t hide. ..Van Morrison
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/ “The Centre of Your Soul is part of the Abstract Collection..look closely and the brush strokes will seem to coalesce into the imagery expressed in the poem... / I started to create the work with the poem running through my head, and as the brush moved across the paper, the abstract image emerged at the same time as the water, garden, and river made their presence known. / It was exactly as I wanted it to be…a feeling of great depth, a submergence of self, and surrender to the soul. Watercolour and Watercolour mediums on Arches Not Paper… There is a quiet water / In the center of your soul, / Where a son or daughter / Can be taught what no man knows. There’s a fragrant garden / In the center of your soul, / Where the weak can harden / And a narrow mind can grow. There’s a rolling river / In the center of your soul, / An eternal giver / With a rich and endless flow. There’s a land of muses / In the center of your soul, / Where the rich are losers / and the poor are free to go. So remain with me, then, / To pursue another goal / And to find your freedom / In the center of your soul.. J. Kavanaugh
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/ The Nothing That Is” is part of the Winter collection…this is a complicated thought…Winter is indeed something, as we know here in the North…most people would say that Winter is white, but in the city we have the reflections of all the colour in the buildings and lights that the snow reflects…but most of all the joys of winter, I think, should be portrayed in brilliant colour…the stark white of the birches pop against the blues and purples, and there is a little green and gold to remind us that the earth is still alive underneath. / In the face of all that winter is, Man himself becomes “Nothing” and “Beholds Nothing that is not there, and sees the Nothing that is”... Watercolour on Arches Paper…. One must have a mind of winter / To regard the frost and the boughs / Of the pine-trees crusted with snow / And have been cold a long time, / To behold the junipers shagged with ice, / The spruces rough in the distant glitter / Of the January sun; and not to think / Of any misery in the sound of the wind, / In the sound of a few leaves, / Which is the sound of the land / Full of the same wind / That is blowing in the same bare place. / For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds / Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is ..Wallace Stevens / /
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/ “Fandango” is part of the new Collection “Tropics”.. the coconut tree in hot colours, temperature and mood, close-up…inspired by the Latin Dance the Fandango, with music by the Gypsy Kings… Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico Hot Pressed Paper… Dance a light fandango / Take me ‘round and ‘round / Dance a light fandango / Never let me down Steve Miller Band Gypsy KIngs Baila Me (I danced) / Fandango (The Dance).. /
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/ “Hibiscus Morning” is part of the Tropics Collection...mornings on the island, the Hibiscus opens early…breakfast on the terrace with the warmth of the sun, feels so luxurious with all the blossoms cascading down, in their multitudinous shades of brilliant colour ... Watercolour on Arches Hot Pressed Paper… Sequestered in their wiry pods, / the hibiscus opened last night after a long silence. / While we mimicked stones in our shared bed, / the big lusty blooms burst into being, / half-human and full as the moon. We practice avoidance this morning; / a marriage of papery faces nods in the sun / ox-blood, pearl and the pink-throated one, / their enviable tongues already discovered by the bees. J. Wallace /
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/ “The Sentinels” is part of the Winter Collection... we barricade our doors and guard our lives every day, but storms come and go regardless of locks…so we pray for the sun, and cry relief relief!! Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico Hot Pressed Paper.. / Home Page Feature Natures Wonders, Everything Winter features, plus five more…... They stand as sentinels against azure storms / Assured as most storms of life, it’s supposed / Although bared of dress, although naked as jays, / Winter’s trees umbrella from worst those / Emptied of warmth.. why stand themselves here? / None rest beneath, cold is this grayness / Determined, enduring Hail’s hiss, they stay / Limbs upturned, beg the sun from her shyness… / These brown-barked sentinels recall blue-green days before / With soft nests of down in lofty leaved reaches / Where bodies under there sparkled in prisms / When leaf-scattered-light danced on now barren benches.. / They stand as sentinels against azure storms ...Barbara Attaway / /
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The future is always beginning now. Mark Strand
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/ “Still Life with Wellingtons” is another of my larger works that I promised to start adding to my RB gallery…just finished today, it has all the components of my favourite style of painting; lots of texture, trompe l’oeil, and a touch of surrealism in the subject matter…the shiny boots contrast nicely with the rough wood and the rusty nail….it will fit in perfectly with the Spring Fever collection, but really belongs with the Portfolio collection…the whole is totally imagined…I created the wood panel as I went along and it was such fun, I had to restrain myself from adding more knots…I found Elizabeth Bishop’s words to be truly an inspiring accompaniment to the painting”... Watercolour on Saunders Waterford Rough paper… “It was cold and windy, scarcely the day / to take a walk on that long beach / Everything was withdrawn as far as possible, / indrawn: the tide far out, the ocean shrunken, / seabirds in ones or twos. / The rackety, icy, offshore wind / numbed our faces on one side; / disrupted the formation / of a lone flight of Canada geese; / and blew back the low, inaudible rollers / in upright, steely mist.” Elizabeth Bishop, The End of March / The Sap Bucket
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/ A new addtion to the Still Life series, “Still Life with Old Dandelion Stencil and Terracotta Pots” pays tribute to the lovely art of stenciling that experienced a resurgence in the 80s then got overexposed and trite…well know in Europe for centuries, in North America itinerant stencillors made a good living going from town to town with their tools…evidence of their beautiful work still remains today and is shown in museums around the world... / I chose to infuse this painting with the flavour of an old garden room, where the plaster has fallen off and the single stencil though greatly worn with age still looks beautiful…the terracotta pots which are so delightful to paint, add to the feeling of age…I have a number of these ancient pots, and though they are still under wraps right now, I know them so well I think I can reproduce them in my sleep... Watercolour on Saunders Waterford Rough Paper… Art is long and time is fleeting… / Lives of great men all remind us / We can make our lives sublime, / And, departing, leave behind us / Footprints on the sands of time. Longfellow… / Still Life with Wellingtons / The Sap Bucket
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/ I find the patina of age very intriguing and exciting to recreate in paint…I always have cuts of MDF and Masonite primed with gesso waiting in the wings, ready for when inspiration hits me…lately I’ve been preoccupied with doors and things to do with doors….I made this door old…very old…it has withstood the test of time and all kinds of weather and has been painted many times, attesting to a tale of many owners…lately someone dressed it with a shiny new red door knob…why? if it could talk it would tell many stories.... Watercolour with Acrylic on Gessoed Masonite “Too little has been said of the door / It’s one face turned to the night’s downpour / It’s other to the shift and glisten of firelight”...excerpt Charles Tomlinson / Door #6 / Door#5 / Door #4 / Door#3 / Door #2 / Door #1
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Softly, as in a morning sunrise / The light of love comes stealing / Into a new born day—oh / Flaming with all the glow of sunrise / A burning kiss is sealing / The vow that all betray / For the passions that thrill love / And lift you high to heaven / Are the passions that kill love / And let you fall to hell / So ends the story / Softly, as in an evening sunset / The light that gave you glory / Will take it all away I was listening to this wonderful song and I had to do a painting in response to the lyrics…written by Hammerstein and Romberg, the song was recorded by every one under the sun…poignant and heartbreaking, it has always resonated with me…I hope the painting does the same with you. Painted All Prima in Acrylic on Canvas. MUSIC FEATURED IN THE FOLLOWING GROUPS.. / Feminine Intent. / Watermedia. / Image Writing / Impressionist Art.
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“The nature of infinity is this: That every thing has its / Own Vortex; and when once a traveller thro Eternity. / “Has passd that Vortex, he percieves it roll backward behind” / “His path, into a globe itself infolding; like a sun:” / “Or like a moon, or like a universe of starry majesty,” / While he keeps onwards in his wondrous journey on the earth / “Or like a human form, a friend with whom he livd benevolent.” / As the eye of man views both the east & west encompassing / “Its vortex; and the north & south, with all their starry host;” / Also the rising sun & setting moon he views surrounding / His corn-fields and his valleys of five hundred acres square. / “Thus is the earth one infinite plane, and not as apparent” / To the weak traveller confin’d beneath the moony shade. / “Thus is the heaven a vortex passd already, and the earth” / A vortex not yet pass’d by the traveller thro’ Eternity.. / The Sea of Time & Space thundered aloud / “Against the rock, which was inwrapped with the weeds of death” / “Hovering over the cold bosom, in its vortex Milton bent down” / “To the bosom of death, what was underneath soon seemed above.” / A cloudy heaven mingled with stormy seas in loudest ruin; / “But as a wintry globe descends precipitant thro’ Beulah bursting,” / With thunders loud and terrible: so Miltons shadow fell / Precipitant loud thundering into the Sea of Time & Space.”...excerpted from Section 2…”Milton” by William Blake Sea and Sky meet in thunderous array….Inspired by the mystical writing of William Blake, “who was considered mad by contemporaries for his idiosyncratic views, but held in high regard by later critics for his expressiveness and creativity, and for the philosophical and mystical undercurrents within his work”..... / This piece is also influenced by the style of William Turner, “considered a controversial figure in his day, Turner is now regarded as the artist who elevated landscape painting to an eminence rivalling history painting. Although renowned for his oil paintings, Turner is also one of the greatest masters of British watercolour landscape painting. He is commonly known as “the painter of light” Wiki….... Acrylic on old (to add the authenticity of age) Canvas…no brushes were used in executing this work….only sponges… FEATURED IN WATERMEDIA
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/ Between the greater-soul & fleshed reality are particles, the final tangible reaches of our thought, seeming like something singing out beyond the rugged tabletops of testable existence, & if we had eyes to see this outlandish world, we might see a swirling of mysterious cloudy forms, a blending of ourselves & our surroundings in a mystical dancing light, in salty jewels, our cloudy arms & hands would try to reach our cloudy chairs & sink & blend into a mad phantasmagoria… / We should be afraid until we learned that we were part of it, our bodies swirling clouds of atoms; but what’s important is that we would be seeing at the gate just beyond which is the home of Mystery, source of Soul, which is our truest life, our centrum… / Now where would we be if we stepped forward, through the gate, through the mysterious clouds of unknowing? / This makeshift shadowy world is a metaphor which is our chariot of choice, our light-inducting dark-proof vehicle ready to ride the road & river of space & time, to deliver us from evil, which is all that isn’t, in the vision of the cloud-bodied hungry soul, when it goes through the gate to the mystery of unanswering love.. / We see from there how all things flow outward toward wisdom, & back upon themselves toward joy, & that love is always answering, is the cloud formed into self, which is others & all, at once. E.M. Shorb We stand always on this side of the gate looking through to what is on the other side…it is light sometimes, it is dark at others…dare we go through?...in his brilliant poem Shorb says it for us.. Watercolour on Arches Not Paper FEATURED IN CREATIVE CARDS
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/ In my goal to portray women in all guises and emotions, here is the latetst addition to the collection..”The Temptation”....we all know what the feeling…temptation comes in many disguises…is she the temptress, or has she been tempted?make of her what you will… / When I was halfway through painting it, I remembered a picture I had seen in a magazine advertising lipstick….the model had her fingers on the open lips…. I thought they would be a perfect addititon to the painting, but I needed to see them again, just to be sure…. I frantically dug through my recycling bin (luckily we are having a garbage strike and everthing is still here) and found the picture…..the fingers were just what I needed…it was apparent that the picture had been buried in my subconscious, just waiting to emerge in this painting….I made the modifications to the image and here it is Acrylic and watercolour on Fabriano Paper.. FEATURED IN.. .. / CREATIVE CARDS / THE OUTSIDERS / THE DIVINE FEMININE / TOP TEN CHALLENGE WIN IN PAINTED LADIES THE Demon, in my chamber high, / This morning came to visit me, / And, thinking he would find some fault, / He whispered: “I would know of thee Among the many lovely things / That make the magic of her face, / Among the beauties, black and rose, / That make her body’s charm and grace, Which is most fair?” Thou didst reply / To the Abhorred, O soul of mine: / “No single beauty is the best / When she is all one flower divine. When all things charm me I ignore / Which one alone brings most delight; / She shines before me like the dawn, / And she consoles me like the night. The harmony is far too great, / That governs all her body fair, / For impotence to analyse / And say which note is sweetest there. O mystic metamorphosis! / My senses into one sense flow— / Her voice makes perfume when she speaks, / Her breath is music faint and low!” ..Baudelaire / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage / The Queen / The Masquerade / The Cameo
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“Wild is the Wind” is part of the semi- abstract collection that showcases the effect of wind..at 22×30, it is the largest of the series…painted with one 3” chip and two colours, it follows the tradition of the other paintings where the wind is interpreted by the movement of the brush loaded with colour… no drawing in done prior to painting..watercolour on gessoed Arches Hot Pressed Paper... / Anticipation / Prairie Fires / Yesterday / After the Harvest / Prairie Gold / Prairie Night / Prairie Wind / Gale Force
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“As autumn returns to earth’s northern hemisphere, / and day and night are briefly, / but perfectly, / balanced at the equinox, / may we remember anew how fragile life is — / human life, surely, / but also the lives of all other creatures, / trees and plants, / waters and winds. May we make wise choices in how and what we harvest, / may earth’s weather turn kinder, / may there be enough food for all creatures, / may the diminishing light in our daytime skies / be met by an increasing compassion and tolerance / in our hearts.”....Kathleen Jenks, Autumn Lore Watercolour on Arches Not Paper FEATURED IN IMAGEWRITING
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