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  • I didn’t know what to call this picture so I chose the name ‘Fangorn Fanny’. It’s an infrared with a slight colour shift. The original picture was strange but with the colour shift it might be a picture from Fangorn itself.

  • The turmoil of the cross.

  • False colours and infrared higlight a lady who looks down on all of us – offering protection. Well, that’s one interpretation anyway.

  • I was so inspired by Lizzie K’s cars that I posted a couple of mine. They’re no where near as good as Lizzie’s (go check hers out at http://www.redbubble.com/people/grnidlady) but maybe it’ll encourage her to take more :)

  • Say I LOVE YOU or Happy Birthday….. whatever you like. Only flowers will really do it and this one will last …... well for a long time.

  • Don’t worry! We’ll say The Doctor did it! Dastedly Daleks have been up to mischief with the Emporer Dalek and guess whose gunna get the blame! A different take on my dalek models but the same theme.

  • A composite of an airshow picture and a recent harvest moon. I don’t normally do composites but I guess a change is as good as a rest. LOL. I’d like to do a sacred ibis against that moon – I have one so i’ll try that next. Let me know what you think when/if you view this one. You might like to compare this one to my other – Sacred Night http://www.redbubble.com/people/lightsmith/art/183121-1-sacred-night Creation Information

  • List young babe – there is a noise in the trees, / Harken their rustles and creaks while you can, / Something is forming and coming to life, / Beware little child of the goblin-tree man. He eats all the young, and he eats all the old, / He turns aside blade and axe alike, / He fears not the peasant, the priest or the king, / Knowing death only with the lightening strike. Quiver and tremble, a-shake and a-shiver, / Put out the light and make yourself small, / But dream not of goblin man, whate’er you do, / For he only has power in the dreams of the fool. (essentially, an old tree stump – with a tiny bit of cloning to the right side and a slight darkening of the eyes. I just thought it looked kinda cute)

  • All the boats are moored, but you can’t moor the light, hence the reflection. Geelong seafront. You ain’t seen nothing till you’ve seen Geelong.

  • the twirly, whirly, make you sick as it spins you round did as it promised, and the fire works worked their magical fire. A time exposure captures them doing their stuff at the Geelong show.

  • “O! Wanderers in the shadowed land / despair not! For though dark they stand, / all woods there be must end at last, / and see the open sun go past; / the setting sun, the rising sun, / the day’s end, or the day begun, / For east or west all woods must fail … Fail – even as he said the word his voice faded into silence.” The Fellowship of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien, Lord of the Rings published by Unwin and Allen.

  • Captain Titanius Catknobbler (known as Tobyjug to his friends) sat at the controls of the Starship Toothgroper and contemplated his future. It was a very short contemplation mainly, if not wholly, because his was a very short future. Things HAD been going brilliantly. They had stretched the lightspeed continuum really well, knocked out a couple of extra parsecs on the dimensional rebound, and even juggled the caterering figures to the extent that they would be the only ship to have made a profit in on-ship waste recycling. In fact, he had been well positioned to win the coveted Space Captain of the year award. Had been. And then this had to happen. Goodbye to the 20,000 dinion prize money; goodbye to the complimentary six week holiday on the planet of Gurgley Wormsuckers; and definately goodbye to the much sought-after sex voucher entitling the bearer to one overnight encounter with Gladys McNude and her dancing nobb-danglers. The problem that faced him was a simple one. Nothing to do with quantum cross-pollenation of universes – that he could handle. Nothing to do with temperal facsimile overflows (or the tens of thousands of mutant air traffic controllers that usually resulted) – that was a piece of cake. Not even a hyper deplosion of the meganoid ultrascollops as experienced by the most ill-fated and much pitied starship the Mandrigal-Hyperbonker – Captain Titanius would give his right tentacle (if he had one) for such a problem. No. The problem he faced was simpler than all these – yet far, far more problematic. And, worst still, embarrassing. He, captain of the year (probably), with a record ten years unblemished service (if you ignore that incident with the nudists and the spiny wagglethorn on chundertruss 6), all-round-good-guy and fun-chappie-with-the-captains-hatty, had just discovered that the presidential galactic transport vessel, containing every single member of the galactic government assembly had been accidentally sucked up into the faeces reprocessing tubes of the Starship Toothgroper, and transformed into yellow (edible) slime. Captain Titanius Catknobbler wondered what the punishment was for total anhilation of the Galactic government. And whether or not he’d like it. He thought, probably, not. Concludes in Part 2

  • Sacred Ibis. / And don’t they look sacred?

  • grampians view. / infrared. / false colour / Real Rock.

  • detail of trees in infrared

  • A fairly rural scene

  • “For I am Saruman, the wise, Saruman Ring-maker, Saruman of Many Colours!” The Fellowship of the Ring – The Lord of the Rings JRRTolkien

  • If King Midas had been a botanist, / This would likely have been his legacy.

  • In Geelong and I liked the way the sun hit the building. Seemed to make it look a little like a silver ghost …. well, that’s how I felt about it, thought there’s nothing transparent here. Maybe silver ghost like the Rolls Royce – it has something magnificent about it.

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  • The lyrics to the song (slightly amended) came to mind when I captured this intrepid gentleman who was riding through the bike tracks at the You Yangs State Park. I had enough trouble walking the tracks – I can only admire those who ride them. A pushbike rider went out riding / One dark and windy day, / Upon a ridge he rested as / He went along his way, / When all at once a mighty herd / Of red eyed cows he saw, / A-plowin’ through the ragged skies / And up a cloudy draw. Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo, / Ghost herd in the sky. See the alternative firey version

  • The magic of our world is all about us, but we see it through such jaded eyes, / To touch the reality of the fantasy, takes a special view, / And here I present just one such vision. Taken at the You Yangs Regional Park. NOTE: This is a limited edition print – Only TEN are to be made available. Please inquire regarding possible purchase

  • An infrared shot of a deer. Maybe this is what heaven will look like. I was not sure whether to call it “Heaven on Earth” or the Sequel to Bambi meets Godzilla

  • Monkey man, monkey man, there’s soul within his eyes, / He looks about the world around, and in his silence, sighs, / At beasts who rule with giant brains, but with so tiny heart / And wonders of the freedom time, when they shall all depart. The thoughts of this tiny creature matter how much in our world? / And how much better a world would it be, if even such a small life mattered. Inspired to photograph by the life that lives in these eyes. / Inspired to post it here by the wonderful work of Natalie Manuel

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