Life mystery
394 creative works found
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...These most recent pieces (my best work yet) reflect how I choose to view myself, life and everything it ‘that is’...!! I would describe life in the same way I do myself…. a mess… but a BEAUTIFUL one!!! ...These latest pieces would not have been brought to life without the inspiration of my BEST friend. She not only inspired this latest work but the title for this piece too! =)
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This is a color pancil drawing I did in 2005
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All work in this portfolio is © Stephanie Rachel Seely. / These materials (images and poems) may NOT be edited, copied, reproduced, printed, distributed, displayed, performed, or used in any way, in whole or in part, without my written permission. Please respect copyright and do not save or upload any images or poems to Photobucket, Flickr, Myspace, Facebook etc. These creative materials are NOT public domain. Dare to reach beyond yourself to see what lies within.
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FEATURED IN ’’Italy and all Things Italian’’ GROUP – MAY 2009 FEATURED IN ’’Behind the Mask’’ GROUP – JULY 2009 A VENETIAN MASK
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Model: Almudena_stock / Other stock: Resugere
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these are detail shots of various parts of 2 different painting, both 30×36 acrylic on canvas…..i created them some 4 years ago and forgot about them, recently discovered in a closet somewhere…..available with contact with the artist. My main website will lead you to all areas of my online gallery’s and stores: / Arteology
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“Be willing to surrender what you are for what you could become.” / Photography, digital art and ps /
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Oil on canvas. 76cm x 56cm.
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Vessel releasing vapor. Photo based illustation.
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When you try to justify where you are by pointing out how bad things are, you are headed in the wrong direction. Reach for the thought that feels better, And allow the natural Well-Being that is yours. / Abraham-Hicks 2003 When you want a smooth sail.. reach for thoughts that feel better.. Life will follow….and the natural state of EXISTENCE IS WELL BEING.. a river that flows to, through, and with you… stop paddling upstream.. every thing you want is downstream.. promise.. xox PLEASE VIEW LARGE Here’s the thought: “what would it be like to enter an elevator and get all of lifes questions answered…. you know the old fashion type of elevator.. with the pull metal door that perhaps now you only find in freight elevators… I have been and will be working on a images that I plan to use as a series for sale as art and as a book. Elevator Instructions…Have a peek at the others.. ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… BOOK 1..How to Live / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… How To Avoid Alienation / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… When Dad Leaves / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… On Loving Lifetimes / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… On Becoming Enlightened / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS…On Being Naked / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS.. On What Is Evil / ELEVATOR INSTRUCTIONS… On Writers Block
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...and with everything going on love shines bright like a beacon in the night. http://images-3.redbubble.net/img/art/framecolor:charcoal/framestyle:flat30/mattecolor:off%20white/product:framed-print/size:large/view:preview/2522141-2-mysteries-of-life.jpg!:http://www.redbubble.com/people/ritesideup/art/2522141-2-mysteries-of-life
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Sun Rays. ©DApixara. /
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“Two Young Sorceres’s” – A Collaboration Of Two Artist’s Firstly I would like to apologise for adding this into my “Art” and not my “Writing” which is where my story belongs but at the time I did not know how to add the “Artwork” into my description. The Artwork belongs to AnneMei I would like to thank AnnMei for her kind consent of using her artwork to compliment the story! Please visit AnnMei” she is truly a wonderful Artist. This short story was inspired by the work of AnnMei called “Two Young Sorceress” We hope you enjoy this story as much as we enjoyed putting this together! FEATURED IN :- / 1) Dimensions – March 2009 2) Freedom In Words – March 2009 3) In – Between – March 2009 4) The Feature Fraternity – April 2009 5) Bits and Pieces – 21st April 2009 6) First Things Group – 17th May 2009 FEATURED, FEATURE IN :- / The Feature Fraternity Group – 31st March 2009 “Live Life For Today And Save A Smile For Somebody Tomorrow” – David “Two Young Sorceres’s” Copyright 2009 / All Rights Reserved – MCN: CE3A2-0A68E-8D118 / Two sisters Arina and Dasha had to stay at Grandpa’s house in the woods, whilst their Mum was in hospital having a baby. Well Grandpa’s old house was a big house and had lots of windows, chimneys and loads of shadows on the ground which was so scary, there was a big garden that went all around the house with brick walls as high as giants too! One day Grandpa told the girls to go and play upstairs whilst he washes his car outside, Arina and Dasha went upstairs and decided to play hide and seek, Dasha hid behind some big curtains, unfortunately Dasha forgot to hide her feet too. Arina shouts “Coming ready or not” well Arina looked up and down the long corridor and she saw these two little feet that were only half hidden. Arina pulled back the big heavy curtains and shouted gotcha! She had frightened Dasha but only for a moment as behind her was a secret door, they both looked at each other and smiled. Arina opened the door and saw stairs that were leading upwards towards the attic. Both girls went to investigate where the stairs led to, Arina turned the knob very slowly so as not to make a noise just in case someone was in the room! The door knob rattled a little and as she turned, the door was opening, there was a whooshing noise that rushed clean air into the loft! All of a sudden the room seemed to groan and then lit up and smelt so fresh and both girls rushed over to the window and saw grandpa still washing his car! They looked around the room and saw a big heavy chest over in the corner covered in cobwebs and dust they both went over to investigate! Dasha tried to open the lid but couldn’t budge it then Arina gave it a big push, suddenly the lid flew open and a bright light sprinkled gold flakes over the room, all of a sudden the room had disappeared and in its place was a bench on the hill, there was a lovely smell of grass and fluffy clouds floating by. The girls now very excited looked into the big case and pulled out some old clothes one pair of striped socks, two gold speckled dress’s, two black tea-shirts and two weird looking black hats oh and one pair of arm length pink gloves and a pink sash with a bow on it! The girls hurriedly changed clothes, Arina wore the socks, dress, tea-shirt, pink gloves that reached up to her elbows, she then put her hair in a bun and put the black hat on, wow she looked a scary sight but she also looked cute in a way.Dasha had no socks to put on or any pink gloves, so she put on the skirt and black tea-shirt and tied the pink sash around her waist it looked nice with the bow, a double WOW, WOW these two young ladies now looked like the fairytale Sorcerer’s! As soon as the hats went on a shudder came over them, then a fantastic feeling of power came over them too! The girls saw lots of Wooden Tracks in a pile, so they both decided to build a train track. It took them hours they thought, as they had managed to lay the tracks all over the hills and across the dales it didn’t take them as long as they thought only because they were wearing their magical hats! After the girls had finished building the tracks they decided that they had earned a rest, so they found a park bench on the crest of a hill. They both went over and sat down on the seat, Arina took off her left sock and draped it over the arm of the bench complaining it was too tight and that it hurt her toes, then she put her hands underneath her chin with a look of deep thought, now Arina always had a soft spot for steam trains and loved Thomas The Tank Engine she thought with a smile “wouldn’t it be lovely if a steam train come along our track just like Thomas” she then thought “no it won’t happen but wouldn’t it be nice if it did!” Dasha looks on playing with a wooden doll that she had found behind the bench all bound up with string. As Dasha was removing the string she said “He looks like Pinocchio but from now on I will call him Pinoch, then all of a sudden she shouts out making Arina Jump, “I think I saw him smile and wink his eyes at me!” Dasha couldn’t believe it ………. Was it true? she thought or did I imagine it? Dasha’s blonde hair had now come undone and fell down her left side. All of a sudden there was a sound Woo Woo, Chuff Chuff Arina and Dasha looked at each other and turned round quickly, they saw a wooden steam train hurtling down the track towards them, steam coming out from the funnel. The girls jumped for joy it looked so big and so real! All of a sudden the train stopped near the bench, Dasha noticed a tear in Pinoch’s eye, she wiped the tear away and Pinoch gave a little grin,Dasha shouted to Arina “Pinoch has come to life, quick come and look!” The young girls looked at each other amazed as Pinoch had somehow come alive! A little voice said “Oh thank you so much for setting me free, I have been tied up with string and I have been behind the bench for a long, long time and you came by and saved me!” The girls still amazed that Pinoch could talk, they asked him where do you come from? Where do you live?” Pinoch replied “I live right over there in Wood Town” pointing over to the hills, “My friends and I were playing and we play tie up and we have to roll down the hill! Unfortunately there was a big wind and I got blown from down the valley and up the dales and I landed here, it’s a good job the bench had stopped me rolling over to the next hill, I don’t know where I am really, can you help me please to get back home?” Arina and Dasha looked at each other and thought, and thought with their imaginations working, they both looked at the train and went to see the driver. Unfortunately there wasn’t any driver all that was in the train cab was a note and two buttons, one being green for “On” and the other being red for “Off” there was a dial to put in your destinations and also a chord for the whistle too. Well the girls said to Pinoch we will have to try it and see what happens so they all get on board feeling excited with their new friend and new adventure! Pinoch put in the destination Wood Town and Arina pressed the green button and the train started up and began to increase in speed. Dasha pulled the chord for the whistle the train was getting up to speed and the smoke was coming from the funnel. Over the dales and over the hills they went they saw wooden ladybirds and wooden mice and a wooden farmer on his wooden tractor waving. They finally arrived in Wood Town, Dasha pressed the red button and the train slowed right down and stopped, they were greeted by a big crowd of wooden people, clapping their hand and jumping for joy. The girls had brought their friend Pinoch back home! / A wooden helicopter flew by very low and the pilot shouted “Thank goodness you have found our friend we thought we had lost him for sure, I have been searching for him for weeks! Pinoch jumped off the train and shouted thank you to the girls. / Dasha looked at the dial in the cab and put in “Park Bench” and Arina pressed the green button for go! The train started to move and the girls waved at all the people and shouted goodbye, they saw Pinoch who was running after the train shouting for joy as he blew them a kiss to say thank you and farewell. Arina pulled the chord and the train whistled as it sped away from Wood Town! Over the hills and down the dales they went. It seemed a long journey but didn’t they have some fun? The train came up towards the top of the hill and they could see the park bench, Dasha pressed the red button and the train slowed down and stopped. The girls got off the train and stretched right out as it had been a long journey. They sat on the bench and Arina said to Dasha “ Do you know what we have done today?” Dasha replied “Yes we have built a train track all around this beautiful countryside, and I found Pinoch and took all that string off him, we caught the train and took him home to Wood Town, on the way we saw a wooden mouse, a wooden ladybird, a wooden farmer on his wooden tractor, we saw a wooden helicopter and loads of wooden people too, we have done a lot in one day haven’t we?” / Arina replied “Yes we have, but isn’t it funny because it was like a magical mystery tour we did and I think it is something to do with when we opened that large trunk in Grandpa’s attic there was gold flakes floating around and the room changed into hills and dales and we put the hats on and we shuddered I think they have turned us both into Sorcerer’s! “Oh heck” shouts Arina, “it’s Grandpa, he’s shouting us,” the girls took off their hats and as soon as they did the hills and dales had disappeared altogether and they were back in Grandpa’s attic. “Girls are you up there?” “Yes Grandpa” the girls shouted back and quickly undressed and put their own clothes back on. They looked out of the little window in the attic and saw Grandpa outside just finishing washing his car. As they closed the door behind them the room creaked back to it’s normal state, dusty and their was no evidence that the girls had ever been in there! The girls went outside to Grandpa’ and gave him a huge hug and kiss, Grandpa said “Have you been playing nicely girls?” they answered back “Yes Grandpa we have!” / “Good” Grandpa replied “Guess what girls? We are going to see your Mum in hospital and your baby brother too!” The girls jumped up and down they were so pleased that Mum was alright and that they had a baby brother too. The girls gave Grandpa a big hug and a kiss, Grandpa was leaking as a little tear came from Grandpa’s eyes because he was so happy and loved his family!
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I had an aunt Daisy…sadly, no longer with us. This is for her.X / FEATURED IN YOU’RE ACCEPTED 2009. / TOP 10 IN ‘SIMPLY WHITE ARTWORK GALLERY’ CHALLENGE 2009.
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Ah…....lend me your ears for a moment….more coming? / Plenty of space here…. / Yes, it’s a chilly evening, but…. / Just look at that castle…..Ruined from an act of Parliament in 1546…..Still standing….’least part of it is…. / There’s a tale in that rock and mortar… A man from our own time….and a young woman from 1525…. / He in his ‘40’s, she in the flower of life, at 26. / The tale goes like this….she died during the assault on the castle…a broken heart from her home being attacked by her own countrymen. It was all so wrong! How could a body of astute men 60 miles to the east, take it their heads to dismantle one of Britains famous landmarks, and the scene of its own battles. Governments were as mysterious then as they are now, I’m afraid, my friends. Well, take up time again, in April of 2009….Andy has decided to find all he can about this lass from hundreds of years back, as he has this feeling inside his soul, that, should he be able to cross time, he can meet her…... Look carefully at the castle as you play the video, me lads and lassies….you never know what you may see….you may just have to play it more than once to find the mystery. The Ghost of Donnington Castle
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Robert
by Mark AllenLife and Death are a mystery. One day, my son Robert said he felt a bit ‘strange’ / two minutes later, it had passed and was forgotten. One day later, Robert sat down in his bathroom and went to sleep. / He didn’t wake up and no one knows why. Death is a mystery. I didn’t know he needed me, I was elsewhere. / I was on top of a hill; admiring a beautiful view and sunset and / musing over of the minor pleasures of life, I thought / “life can’t get much better than this”. Suddenly screaming, someone had sought solace / in a bottle of sweet sherry and sixty paracetamol. / The young man kept swallowing his tongue, / choking on his sick and – dying. It took me almost two hours to get him to hospital, / but he survived. Life is a mystery. One day later, I discovered that I knew his father. / He phoned to offer his heartfelt thanks; / the hospital docs told him it was a very close call, / another 30 minutes, and his son Mark would have died. One week later I found my son Robert, / sitting and waiting patiently for me to find him. / At St Mark’s, as I sang ‘Abide with me’ and ‘All things bright and beautiful’, I found special meanings in almost every verse. Life and Death are a mystery. Four Marks: / Robert Mark Allen: 1979 – 2009 / Mark Robbins: 1984 – / Mark Allen: 1959 - / St Mark’s Church of Ireland, Dundela, Belfast. Man Plans, God Laughs =================================== The ultimate tragedy / the harshest reality / our child is dead. When we lost our parents / we lost our past / losing a child we have lost our future. Mornings are the worst / for a few seconds we forget to remember / that our son is dead. It hits us like a tidal wave / we drown every morning / like Groundhog Day. A short Audio Visual
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Magnetic mysteries force light and life to generate and fill the void that could otherwise be so easily overlooked. Words by Sophie Shapiro Thinking of you Jas June 30th 2009
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Apophysis 2.08 fractal art image.
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Still life Canon 20D 50mm macro lens 1.1
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abstract life landscape series / view larger
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take me to your world… / show me the universe / in your thoughts stock credit: / photoshop creative magazine; / dazzle textures (the sky man) / own photography. / jordan busson. 8 december 2009.
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strange street scene in batumi, georgia, summer 2009
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