Landscape space
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I was playing around with a sunset photo I had taken, when I got the idea for a planet similar to Earth, populated with humanoid type creatures who find something to grumble about regardless of the situation. Their conversation might go something like: I can’t believe it Zhrikplatth, that’s the third time this Dasnuba that the skyhop has been late. Keep your veins in, Krryp, at least we can enjoy another methane sunset while we wait.
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Image taken in Gippsland Victoria,Australia
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Dog Rocks,Geelong
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This Siberian tiger is following the footprints of his dinner. Beautiful but menacing. An oil painting.
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One of those quiet magic moments when nature comes to you. Perhaps the only time you hope you don’t get a bite. Oil on board 14” x 12”
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Who knows what we’ll find if (when) we eventually explore other worlds? Just imagine the cans of soup these mushrooms could supply. Acrylic
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Photographer for Hire – All Occasions – Mail Me :) / / My rules for photography and art are very simple – I like it, or I don’t… / / Thanks for visiting my folio :) / I certainly appreciate you taking time to view what I’ve been up to, and enjoy reading your comments. Calendars: Sets available on request. / / Writings (or ramblings) / Ballerinas & Stuff / Music of the Spheres / Another World / Time & Tears / The 10th / I Knocked / A Long Walk / Weaver / High-Flyer / Paper Boat / The Great Feast More Here
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I don’t use acrylic very much, mainly when I’m using an airbrush. I felt the urge to do another space scene and just had to get it out of the system. I shall now calm down and go back to landscapes, portraits and cartoons. If those life-forms are welcoming humans to their planet, I wonder if they know what they’re letting themsleves in for…apart from the common cold! acrylic and board.
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Another Birthday Card for my Friend for 2007this time… Dedicated to Niki 2007
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Dear friends, My first book is available!!! / You asked it… I did it. / I wish you as much pleasure to look at these images, than I had by taking them! Greetings from France, / Philippe http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/279723 / (40 pages, hardcover, including dust jacket)
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from Brasil, the inspiration for this little indian girl… young, yet a warrior / http://www.zazzle.com/andreacreations um índio – caetano veloso
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... flying with new wings / http://www.zazzle.com/andreacreations
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inspired by and an homage to Shaun Tan The Red Tree Lothian Books 2001 my absolute favourite book in the whole wide world!!! Acrylic and mixed media on canvas / September 2008 / 18” (48cm) square / Original Painting Sold
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I remember when I was a small child my first view of Mount Nankeira, with a backdrop of stars. / I stood holding Nanna’s hand, feeling the the pull of the great unknown, and knowing that someday I would be exploring those same Nebulas and Stars. / Standing here at the edge of the Sundering Sea, the mountain was awesome, but more awesome was my future beyond. This is a collaboration between Julie Langford and I . I used Julies image Nothing is Too Big with a Hand to Hold
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Why not a Chrismas card !!!! A place called St-Anne-des-Plaines,the paradise of strawberry during summer time but fields of snow on winter…...”with some processing”...When I saw that old barn I already notice the beautiful colors of the wooden boards.Quebec,Canada. / / /
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acrylic on paper edit digitally.
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where my dreams meet my world / i want to be / the spaces are sometimes filled / with pieces of beauty.. unnamed and unlearned / other pieces cloud my sun / this is not how i should belong / i need the strength of your sunrise / but my eyes too often stray / to the dark clouds that surround so i feel for hope that is soft / and is true like the blood in your veins / You feel faith of harm that hold your name / but im not yours and you don’t know my name / so please respond to your grave / my sun is learning what i need so have you already gone / are you destructing this with doubt / can i sit back and watch your vacant glance / your mirrors break just like searching rain / now i cant stop that feeling of then / so let this sun become my place now im wondering where it goes / where we go / where I go / how to go…..don’t go / don’t feel stupid for believing… / maybe now your seeing…....fly a little further today -me
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From drizzle to drowning. From dawn to middle of the night dreams that wake me up with a “pow.” That’s it. The answer. Then in the morning the drift falls from a darkened hollow into swirls of vapor and across a seaweed forest. My pencil scrapes. My brush strokes. Awaken. Awake to dream again. A struggle to find an answer that is forgotten in the effort to do do do what I think I must must must and drive myself crazy trying to escape. To sleep on my feet in a daydream of forest palms towering over and pools of languid, blue, mirrors instead of piles of dirty laundry. Or maybe it is all really the same. / The answer laying in the soft white shift of a sheet from a drier in sunlight and waving at the light’s own laughter at the sun. / acrylic on fabric. about 4 ft x 7 ft not stretched. Order high quality cards and prints of this artwork on this Website in a variety of sizes and styles. For information on original or use of image please contact John Fish
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Here’s another reason space rocks…..............Slee Dragon Wings. What you may ask are Slee Dragon Wings, well’ SDW’s are the best delicacy in the know universe, and maybe in a few unknown ones as well. Every 70th turn of the moon “CandyRock”, the SD’s hatch in the gelitinous pink craters of said moon, they suck up the sweet pink nectar, and when their wings are thick and heavy, they lift off the surface. Once beyond the pull of the moon, they float in space until meeting the gravitational / pull of the planet Candy Wings, floating gently down through the atmosphere and pulled by the lure of the Big Rock Candy Mountains and the sweet treats that await. After landing their 4 wings break off, they then burrow into the sweetness to find a mate and breed. The wings are gathered by the older Slee Dragon females and sold off-world at a fine profit. / The delicacy can be savoured at many top-end eateries across the Universe. Recipe. 4 Wings (nobeing as ever eaten more than 4) / 3 succulent Grimbil Eggs / 5 measures of Kram Lizard Brains / 4 bottles of Guinness ( aged 100 years ) Marinate wings in eggs and brains for at least 5 months. / then cook slowly over a bed of hot Creelab Bark ashes ( about 4 hours) Serve with a sprig of shamrock. Wash it all down with the Guinness. A feast, just talking about it makes me salivate,mmmmmmmmmm good, a tad expensive, but well worth the creds. Dragons and plants created in Bryce.
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Today I drove from my old home to my new home, so in the morning I drove from the past into the future. / And when driving alone I listen to music, on my journey into the future today I listened to the sound track from *The Last of the Mohicans a challenging sound, a sound of the future, but also the sounds of the death chant of the “People”. So with that I drove into the dawn, in my mind there formed the image of northern regions, forests, lakes and rivers, and thats where I’m heading, to my new home on the river. But of course that image is for the future, it won’t go away, it will wait for when its needed. So with the day at an end, I have to return to the past, because the transition is still taking place, both physically and mentally, the past pulling me back, and the future just beyond the horizon. And so on the drive home I listened to ” Spirit Chaser ” an album with the sounds of the Skin Drum, the Rain Stick and just a pinch of the Didge, and in the background of the sounds of the deserts and forests, and bush. All this from the Anglo Irish group “Dead Can Dance” Showing me that the past will always be there, back beyond the mountains of the mind, it catches and is caught on the sharp edges and the imagination will bring it out when needed, but not always as remembered, for the imagination is not infallible. And so this is my image for this day of change and transition, its an image of deserts and ageless continuation, and a place to confront the Spirit Seeker, and yes,as with all things, it waits for me on an alien world
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by richie foxAbstract Macro Photography The picture below is a stolen, burnt out car. / This is showing the rear right side. / You can see what has been produced by the fire / Armley Woods, Leeds. / sunday 31.5.09 / 7.15am / For all these phenomina to appear on the car, the car has been left on fire, and eventually, there is nothing left on the car to burn, so it just dies out. the paint work on the car , bubbles up and seperates itself from the metal at very hot temperatures. / Once it is all cool down, it is very delicate. / You just blow the flakey paint lightly, and this abstract art lies beneath. / If the car had been put out by water, im pretty sure that no abstracts would have appeared.
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2007
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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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2009
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