Leonard
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Bec Leonard
United Kingdom
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Naomi Leonard
Australia
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Leonard Owen
150 creative works found
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I found this remarkable sight within half an hour of my arrival at Wilsons Promontory from Melbourne on a hot summers day at the Southern end of this popular beach. It never ceases to amaze me how nature can place such amazing elements together. This spot must be passed by thousands of people every year but I dare say that few have ever stopped at this particular spot to soak up the vista . For me this illustrates one of the things I really love about being a nature photographer. The mindset required to see the extraordinary within the common place, quite literally changes the way you interact with your surroundings. It requires you to really be in tune with a place and in a more tangible way, to become a part of the landscape, rather than a mere passer by. For more shots from this area check out my Wilsons Promontory gallery. To read a story about the trip on which I took this shot see my Tour de Prom article. 10% of all profits go to the Wilderness Society
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Illustration from my up coming book “The Pubs of Hastings and St.Leonards” written by David Russell. / Over 100 illustrations have been done for this book and I can’t wait to see it in my sticky mits: ) Pen and Ink on Bristol Board. Date of publishing: TBA
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leonard cohen finished! / 07 02 2008 very minor touch ups since yesterday desmond’s leonard cohen .
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So I am still gathering photos for the CD cover I am designing for the Famous Blue Raincoat, and you will recognise the scene, but I just adored how this came out… Shot on 35mm out of date slide film cross processed… Because it is so dark inside and the dark areas are black I love how you cannot see where the frame ends and the new one begins to make the perfect panorama!
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A ruin in Library Gardens. Recently used for location filming of Robinson Crusoe.
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This view is one I have dreamed about for years after seeing it in an article I found on-line. The picture is taken off the rarely visited Mt Norgate (419m) overlooking Oberon Bay, then Norman, Pillar, Leonard and Tongue Points before getting to Shellback Island at Wilsons Promontory. When down amongst these points the fact that they line up is impossible to percieve how they do line up when up here is a true wonder to behold. The difficulty in getting to this spot was staggeringly hard involving two days of hard bushbashing and dangerous sea level traverses to cover less than 10km. Part of the journey can be seen on this You Tube clip . Incidentally this clip was of one of the easier traverses on which no-one actually got (very)wet (was so preoccupied with me and my companions doing the other ones safely I forgot to get my camera out, doh). For more of the story of this trip check out the caption linked with my Anser Island from South-west Point pic below. For more shots from this area check out my Wilsons Promontory gallery. 10% of all profits go to the Wilderness Society
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Ring the bells that still can ring / Forget your perfect offering / There is a crack in everything / That’s how the light gets in. From ‘Anthem’ by Leonard Cohen
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Another of the fantastic windows in our School Chapel by Leonard French. I just love the colours in this window. I hope you enjoy the view! Please let me know if you would like to see more of these windows. Taken November 6th 2008. / /
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All profits from purchasing this work will be donated to the Wildlife victims of the Victorian bush fires. I associate to the images I create. Looking at what I perceived as holes in this figure’s chest, I thought about all the wounded souls seeking recovery and compassion in our chaotic world. Since that is a very global subject, I thought of focusing on one of my favorite and prolific writers, Linda Leonard whose latest book is “The Wounded Woman.” Her book, “Meeting the Madwoman” is a richly evocative study by Leonard, a Jungian analyst who posits the existence of a madwoman archetype. The image appears frequently in women’s dreams, according to Leonard ( The Wounded Women: Healing the Father and Daughter Relationship ). She makes a good case that the madwoman is a messenger, metaphor and model who points the way to women’s liberation. The author encourages women to acknowledge their own madwoman in order to transform themselves. She intriguingly redefines many female stereotypes-The Dark Muse, The Recluse, The Bag Lady, The Visionary, The Caged Bird-in relation to the archetype. What is especially interesting here are the examples from famous women, literature, films and Leonard’s own patients. The most remarkable include Camille Claudel, Alma Mahler, Maria Callas, Rosa Luxemburg and Rachel Carson—as well as the imaginary Medea, Mrs. Bridges, Blue Angel and Thelma and Louise. Leonard also shows how some of the real women she writes about were influenced by the fictional or mythical women. In this work, she provides a new perspective on how women can break out of culturally imposed roles. She believes that feminine madness entraps women in traditional, patriarchal roles, keeping creativity captive to repressed anger and fear. / Leonard uses more examples than theorizing to make complex Jungian concepts understandable, accounting for her readability and popularity. / Her understanding of feminine psychology is a revelation to men and an / inspiration for woman. It encourages all of us to break the bitter cycle. What is important is that her intent is not to separate the sexes, but to chart paths toward psychological transformation to promote fulfilling and caring relationships that honor the mutuality and the uniqueness of the sexes. / Please view this in the large format. Recommended Books by Linda Schierse Leonard / On the Way to the Wedding / Witness to the Fire / Meeting the Madwoman:Empowering the Feminine Spirit / : /
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Darby River is at Wilsons Promontory and before World War II when the commandos took over the Prom this is where the road ended and the Darby River Chalet stood. During the war you would of seen army barracks on the right side of this shot (their concrete foundations are still easily visible). There was also a secret RAAF airport very close to this spot complete with underground hangers and an airstrip disguised to look like a farmers paddock. It also the place where my grandparents honeymooned back in the 1938. This shot features Darby Swamp and Mt Leonard in the background. I love the combination of the golden dawn light and the reflection of the encroaching blue skies with the receding dark clouds in the background. For more shots from this area check out my Wilsons Promontory gallery. 10% of all profits go to the Wilderness Society
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I’m more for Groucho than Karl. /
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This t-shirt is the first in a series inspired by the lyrics of Leonard Cohen. / www.duncanfitzgerald.com
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Leonard Cohen
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A train enters St Leonards Station in Sydney. (best viewed large) 14mm, t10, f13, ISO100 R e f l e x i o
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Monday 26 January 2009
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Magnolia x loebneri ‘Leonard Messel’
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There are wonders in true affection: it is a body of enigmas, mysteries, and riddles; wherein two so become one, as they both become two…... Words by Sir Thomas Browne 1650 – 1682 Music – In My Secret Life – Leonard Cohen June 6th 2009
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/ I have been intrigued with Leonard Cohen all my adult life..I own all his music and writings, and in fact studied his work in University... / This is my interpretation of “The Stranger”...a figure, part human, part landscape, faceless, featureless, with light shining right through him as if he were not really there, at one with the trees and the hills…his stance is vaguely menacing, his person anonymous…we know him and yet we don’t at the same time….even thought I knew it by heart, I listened to the song over and over while I painted…as the initial colours became darker and darker, I felt I knew The Stranger, seen him in fact…in reality I have never met anyone remotely like him, but I think many women do know him…..the lyrics tell the whole story and listening to LC brings it to life…only he knows who The Stranger really is. It’s true that all the men you knew were dealers / who said they were through with dealing / Every time you gave them shelter / I know that kind of man / It’s hard to hold the hand of anyone / who is reaching for the sky just to surrender / who is reaching for the sky just to surrender. And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind / you find he did not leave you very much not even laughter / Like any dealer he was watching for the card / that is so high and wild / he’ll never need to deal another / He was just some Joseph looking for a manger / He was just some Joseph looking for a manger. And then leaning on your window sill / he’ll say one day you caused his will / to weaken with your love and warmth and shelter / And then taking from his wallet / an old schedule of trains, he’ll say / I told you when I came I was a stranger / I told you when I came I was a stranger. But now another stranger seems / to want you to ignore his dreams / as though they were the burden of some other / O you’ve seen that man before / his golden arm dispatching cards / but now it’s rusted from the elbows to the finger / And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter / Yes he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter. Ah you hate to watch another tired man / lay down his hand / like he was giving up the holy game of poker / And while he talks his dreams to sleep / you notice there’s a highway / that is curling up like smoke above his shoulder / and suddenly you feel a little older You tell him to come in sit down / but something makes you turn around / The door is open you can’t close your shelter / You try the handle of the road / It opens do not be afraid / It’s you my love, you who are the stranger / It’s you my love, you who are the stranger. Well, I’ve been waiting, I was sure / we’d meet between the trains we’re waiting for / I think it’s time to board another / Please understand, I never had a secret chart / to get me to the heart of this / or any other matter / When he talks like this / you don’t know what he’s after / When he speaks like this, / you don’t know what he’s after. Let’s meet tomorrow if you choose / upon the shore, beneath the bridge / that they are building on some endless river / Then he leaves the platform / for the sleeping car that’s warm / You realize, he’s only advertising one more shelter / And it comes to you, he never was a stranger / And you say ok the bridge or someplace later. And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind … / And leaning on your window sill … / I told you when I came I was a stranger. Leonard Cohen LISTEN TO THE SONG Acrylic on Canvas
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MUSIC Watching so many drink until destruction is a dark task, / burden to those born tied to the currents of dark rivers. Featured in ! Inspired Art !
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