Journey
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Angel Journey
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JOURNEY
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This was originally a small acrylic painting I did on card. This is my character Alba who has a special affinity with flowers and can talk to them in their own language. These flowers are all gossiping about her as she walks past, unaware that she can understand every word they say.
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This is part of a series that I am working on. Called morning noon and evening. My thought is to have the same background image in 3 variations showing how one place can evolve and change moods. I have reasently created a second image / / Noon
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Images from Australia / Architecture / Images from Japan / Sunsets / Water Scenes
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This image came about in an awesome way for me. Two weeks earlier, the model, Margrit, was telling me a bit about her life. She’s lived and travelled in many countries and taken lots of opportunities. She has also achieved great success with her photography. Several weeks later, I had an unusual chance to photograph her in an old train – the perfect location to reflect her life’s journey. / In Australia, Margrit has achieved her LAPS and AAPS, and is the only West Australian women to received international photographic honours AFIAP. She’s a perfectionist and it shines through in her work. Visit Margrit’s website For enquires about canvas prints, or photographic prints larger than Redbubble options, please contact me via bubblemail
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All photographs are the exclusive property of SD Smart Photography and are protected under Australian and international copyright laws. / The images may not be reproduced, saved, stored, printed or manipulated without written permission. / Use of any image as the basis for another photographic concept or illustration is a violation of copyright. / © All rights reserved.
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Ever felt the heavy heart of saying goodbye? In love, in life, in death. Family, lovers, friends. An empty track and sad, sad heart. Whiteman Park, Swan Valley, Perth. When I found this little station, I found myself thinking of the work of two photographers: Don, an awesome photographer who loves trains! He does wonderful landscapes and other great work. He’s given me so much help over the past few years – a generous soul with a great eye for photography. Paul Louis Villani also leapt into my head. He has some incredible images of trains and train stations. While I wouldn’t even attempt to immitate his style, his work gives me so much inspiration, and got me thinking about how I would like to present this scene. My fav image of his is Still standing For enquires about canvas prints, or photographic prints larger than Redbubble options, please contact me via bubblemail
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photomanipulation (software: Photoshop 7). Used 34 my photos. Size: 6000×3600 pixles, 1,3 GB file PSD (a lot of layers). You can also examine details.
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“We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started… and know the place for the first time.” T.S. Eliot. / . / Destination by Shane Smart. / Meningie, South Australia. Pentax *ist DS – DSLR. Also available: /
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Peter Van Straten is one of South Africas most talented and collectable artists. Peter is mentioned in the collectors guide to South African Art. His work is avidly collected by both local and International buyers. Peter creates mystic, surreal paintings of exquisite timeless beauty. His preferred medium is oils. The transcendental luminosity of Peters work is fully captured in these atmospheric images. You can view more of Peters work at defineart.co.uk
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A lone figure approaching the light at the end of the tunnel. Shiga, Japan.
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Inspired by the journeys of the heart through dreaming. This illustration is an exploration into outside influences on the heart specifically when ones eye’s are closed, when the resonance of the day echoes through the night. I’m interested in elements that stir the emotions including music, relationships and even the weather outside your bedroom window; All influencing the fluctuations of the heart. This illustration began with some pressed flowers, a rough pencil sketch and pen and then finished off with photoshop.
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We woke that morning at the onward call / Our camels bridled up, our howdahs full / The sun was rising in the eastern sky / Just as we set out to the desert’s cry – Loreena McKennitt Stock Credits: / Face in sky / Frame of Numbers / Clouds / Wall box / Caravan / Texture & pyramids/palm trees/additional camel and desert dweller: personal stock of texture and vintage postcards ©Aimee Stewart, Foxfires / All of my artwork and photographs are © All Rights Reserved Worldwide. / My artwork and photos do not belong to the public domain.
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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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Inspired by the song Shadowfeet, by Brooke Fraser. / Thanks for viewing.
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A new illustration I’ve been working on, continuing to experiment with some slightly different ways of working.
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Taken for the lovely Bridget who is about to tour Europe with her amazing voice. Check out her album The Wishing
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©2007-2008 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/6266450/ / (Please do not repost this on Photobucket or Flickr!) / —-—-—-—-——- Let your imagination take flight!
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©2007-2008 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/ / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- Artist’s Notes: I’ve had this picture in my mind for quite awhile. As a child, my treasured stuffed animal (as all children tend to have) was a little squirrel who went on every kind of adventure with me, and my favorite story was about a lil’ squirrel named “Miss Suzy” – written by Miriam Young, and illustrated by Arnold Lobel. I love the thought of the tiny leaf-boat capturing the attention of the denizens of the pond as it passes by en route to a wonderous place. January 10th, 2009 – WOW!! Thank you so much for the front page feature!!! I’m so delighted! If you like Columbus – you might enjoy some of my other little animal works!! / / /
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memories dance / withered daisy / tinged white / parched and transparent lies / song she remembers no longer her heart hears no tune / it holds no shape she’s once carved / only a secret or two her eyes remember a journey / back 200 years past / and the skin that kept her warm she wears winter in her heart / autumn in her eyes / and spring in her hair… . o2.23.2oo9 / colored pencil (prismacolor) / in/on moleskine® leaves stolen from my neighbor’s beautiful peach tree / layered and airbrushed cast shadows in photoshop .
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2 in my “Going Home” series. Louisville, Kentucky / 4.11.09 The journey continues.. / / Others in this series: / Traveling Man / Hostel / / / / / / / / / /
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Artist’s Comments / © Aimee Stewart, Foxfires / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- For my lovely husband Stewdog . A place for us to escape to, in a far off land. See this now in the new inspirational Duirwaigh film called “My Wish For You” – found here : My Wish For You
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My Website Thomas wrote a lovely poem for this image I created. Please go check out his work. / Thank you so much Tom !! :) Tracks of Life At times the tracks of our lives lead us on a path through the darkest reaches of our minds. / The mist covers the memories of moments we need to pass, let go of, move on from. / Our fears scream from the darkness, clawing at our souls, grabbing at our hearts. / If we pause we are lost. / The journey takes us through the darkness into a light filled with hope. / Rays of security fill us with warmth and / the strength to drive forward into a world bright with love Thomas Simunsen
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My Website This is for my son and his beautiful fiance (pictured) / They’ve just signed the papers on their first block of land and are about to embark on building their dream home. / Love you guys with all my heart! xoxox :) Things Can Only Get Better You can walk my path, you can wear my shoes / Learn to talk like me and be an angel too / But maybe you ain’t never gonna feel this way / You ain’t never gonna know me, but i know you / I’m singing it now- / Things can only get better / They can only get better if we see it through- / that means me and I mean you too / So teach me now that things can only get better, / They can only get, they only get, take it on from here / You know i know that things can only get better I sometimes lose myself in me, I lose track of time / And I can’t see the wood for the trees / You set them alight / burning bridges as you’ve gone / I’m too weak to fight ya / I’ve got my personal hell to deal with, then you say / Walk my path, wear my shoes, talk like that- / I’ll be an angel then / Things can only get better / they can only get better, now i found you / Things can only get better, they can only get better, / now I found you / and you and you / You have shown me prejudice and greed / And you’ve shown me how I must learn to deal with this disease / I look at things now in a different light than I did before / And I’ve found the cause / and I think you can be my cure / So teach me to… / Walk your path, wear your shoes, talk like that, I’ll be an angel and / Things can only get better….... Dream
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