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Jordy being as close as he can with me ;) VBS
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/ / Liquid Blue is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist Jaeda DeWalt’s Infusion of Color series and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection. About this image / Kind of Pisces inspired, muted, fluid . . . a traveler between worlds . . . where dreams and reality combine. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Available for sale as Laminated Prints, Cards, Matted Prints, Posters, Mounted Prints, Canvas Prints and Framed Prints / / Image featured in High Key group 5-2009 / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / browse Jaeda’s photographic art by category: / dreamscapes, artistic nudes, couples, glamour, erotica, conceptual, sensual, portrait, spiritual, survivor art / /
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/ / The Light is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist Jaeda DeWalt’s series of the same name and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection. About this Image: / This image celebrates the moment when we’ve waded through the darkness and come out the other side, into the light and are able to open our arms wide and embrace our path of healing. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Available for sale as Laminated Prints, Cards, Matted Prints, / Posters, Mounted Prints, Canvas Prints and Framed Prints / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / browse Jaeda’s photographic art by category: / dreamscapes, artistic nudes, couples, glamour, erotica, conceptual, sensual, portrait, spiritual, survivor art / /
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/ / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / Fragile is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist Jaeda DeWalt’s Manic Reflections series and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / Available for sale as Laminated Prints, Cards, Matted Prints, Posters, Mounted Prints, Canvas Prints and Framed Prints / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Read Jaeda’s journal entry of how this series came about. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / visit the rest of this series . . . / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / browse Jaeda’s photographic art by category: / dreamscapes, artistic nudes, couples, glamour, erotica, conceptual, sensual, portrait, spiritual, survivor art / /
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/ / The Red Freeze is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist Jaeda DeWalt’s, The Red Realm series and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection. Self-portrait shot using a digital camera and remote control. Hair, styling and make-up also done by Jaeda DeWalt / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Available for sale as Laminated Prints, Matted Prints, Posters, Mounted Prints, Canvas Prints and Framed Prints / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / The Red Freeze My thoughts remain very still / Preserved in a hushed universe / They surrender to the icy silence of / The Red Freeze Emotions frozen / I am not forced to feel / I am not forced to cope / I am not forced to heal I remain stoic / My life stuck between / Pause / And repeat mode © Jaeda DeWalt listen to Jaeda recite The Red Freeze / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / visit the rest of this series . . . / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / browse Jaeda’s photographic art by category: / dreamscapes, artistic nudes, couples, glamour, erotica, conceptual, sensual, portrait, spiritual, survivor art / /
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Pastel, conte crayon, chalk, charcoal on brown butcher paper. / I remember so distinctly the moment I did this. I was living in my old carriage house in Brooklyn, and had a wonderful studio on the ground floor. I was in love with somebody who wasn’t being attentive enough to suit me and driving me nuts. I had been running in circles, upset and in a rage, screaming, crying, ready to kill, and I thought it can’t be me… WHAT IS HIS PROBLEM? he should be all over me! do I look funny?...and well…what the hell do I actually look like? / So I pulled up a chair under a spotlight, set up a big mirror about ten feet away, and hit the paper running with a handful of colors. I think there was something seriously wrong with the guy.
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I know another one of me and my hubby. Again he is rubby my tummy, he just doesn’t listen very well,lol. I love this shot, because it was on the spur of the moment just something he decided to do, and I feel the love when I look at this image. Again the sepia one was my favorite out of them all. I hope you all like it! Check it out in larger view!! Thanks so much for looking!!! =) / 23 days to go!!!! YEAH!!!! =) 36 weeks and 1 day in this shot!
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One more experiment – again self portrait, now – sketched in Illustrator:) Close Up: / Other Tees: / /
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Every time our eyes meet / This feeling inside me / Is almost more than I can take / Baby when you touch me / I can feel how much you love me / And it just blows me away / I’ve never been this close to anyone or anything / I can hear your thoughts / I can see your dreams I don’t know how you do what you do / I’m so in love with you, it just keeps getting better / I wanna spend the rest of my life with you by my side / Forever and ever / Every little thing that you do / Baby I’m amazed by you The smell of your skin / The taste of your kiss / The way you whisper in the dark / Your hair all around me, baby you surround me / You touch every place in my heart / Oh, it feels like the first time every time / I wanna spend the whole night in your eyes I don’t know how you do what you do / I’m so in love with you, it just keeps getting better / I wanna spend the rest of my life with you by my side / Forever and ever / Every little thing that you do / Baby I’m amazed by you Every little thing that you do / I’m so in love with you / It just keeps getting better / I wanna spend the rest of my life with you by my side / Forever and ever / Every little thing that you do / Oh, every little thing that you do / Baby I’m amazed by you / Inspired by: Lonestar
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narcissist Definition from Wiktionary, a free dictionaryJump to: navigation, search English / NounSingular / narcissist / Plural / narcissists / narcissist (plural narcissists) 1. Person full of egoism and pride. The tyrant was known to his subjectives as a proud narcissist. 2. One who shows extreme love and admiration for oneself.
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Fall
by Angi BakerFeature in Freedom To Shine Group / ©Angi Baker / MUSIC
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Loving my Camera ;) Just me and my camera… ~Song Inspiration: Lovely, Watch Video Here is trully moving Lovely by Michelle Tumes Here is Watch Video Here you’re the sweet dreams that soothe me / when i cant fall asleep / you’re the field / in the middle of the city / im rushing by / in the speed of light you’re the strong resolution / when i found all the piece / you’re the church bells a ringin / in the evening / im always quiet / your whisper comfort / bless my heart / i get so weak Chorus: oh you’re lovely lovely / you’re the center of my universe / (my universe) / a thousand times / i look around your heart why Chorus: oh you’re lovely lovely / you’re the center of my universe / (my universe) / a million ways / i cannot explain / you’re lovely you’re the soft words that touch me / when i just can’t speak / you’re the breeze on the ocean / in the morning / im whining when / to greet the day you’re the flowers i remember / singin into me / colors true / are cold than rain / prize and week / soft and weak / and new day sun / make me see Chorus: oh you’re lovely lovely / you’re the center of my universe / (my universe) / a thousand times / i look around your heart why Chorus: oh you’re lovely lovely / you’re the center of my universe / (my universe) / a million ways / i cannot explain / you’re lovely / i understand / that there may be grief / and there may be pain / but i am aware / you blind the darkness / with who you are because Chorus: oh you’re lovely lovely / you’re the center of my universe / (my universe) / a thousand times / i look around your heart why Chorus: oh you’re lovely lovely / you’re the center of my universe / (my universe) / a million ways / i cannot explain / you’re lovely More pictures of Michelle Tumes
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/ / This design is based on the image, Illumination a self-portrait taken from photographic artist, Jaeda DeWalt’s, Infusion of Color series. / / Featured in Fabulous T’s group 6-2009 / Featured in Womanly group 6-2009
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I LIKE TO THINK THAT © Vicki Ferrari I LIKE TO THINK THAT …... what other people think of me is none of my business! / I don’t know who said this or where I heard it but it such a nice saying!!! / I hope you enjoy it…. for those that know it is for them! / Vicki Ferrari
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I created a video today with some of my favourite photographs. It includes a beautiful mele by Keali’i Reichel. / You may view it if you like on my YouTube site / Ourjrny YouTube E Ala ‘E Please let me know what you think of it. Self Portrait / Here I am on the western slopes of Ulupalakua / Maui Hawai’i / The elevation here is, I’m guessing, about 4000 feet above sea level. That reflection of light below is sunlight reflecting off the ocean. That is Wailea, Kihei and Ma’alaea Bay down below on the coast. My dearest friend Suzane and I parked her car about 2 miles away near Keokea and walked up along a narrow gravel and cinder road to the meadow at this point where we watched the sunset together on a beautiful peaceful evening as the rains and mists drifted across the valley below. I set up my camera on the tripod and after adjusting the settings for low light, walked over and rested on my knees in the tall damp grasses. The only sound I heard was the soft breeze in my hair. I do hope you enjoy this. / 03 June 2009 Aloha kakou, this is dedicated for my beloved children Cherilyn, Ashlee and David “Since the birth of time’s beginning, have you sought the reason of your existence in this world. And I would say unto you, that out of your deepest longing were you brought forth as the dewdrops upon the dawn. It was but yesterday that you were an echo within your Father’s ear, a twinkling smile within your Mother’s eye. And it was you that they heard calling upon the tender breath of Love’s holy thought; Yearning to come through the misty veil of Eternity with the voice of God upon your newborn lips.” ~ Echoes of the Soul by ‘Daniel’ I love you my darling children! Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi
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This is an image I would have LOVED to try to capture in 1 photograph… I thought for ages about how to create the steam effect in real life… a piece of ‘dry ice’ in the hand under the fish? Where on earth do you get dry ice from? And – how to insulate the hand from it so it doesn’t get totally frozen / burnt? A lit cigarette? Incense? Anyway, I was finally forced to admit it was all a bit too hard… (Though – to be honest – the thought of actually holding a stinking rotten fish like this in my bare hands – reasonably close under my nose – also kind of put me off a little…) So all the images used here are, as always, taken with my Sony Alpha 350, by me. (currently 547 views – 19.11.09) FEATURED IN ‘A PHOTOGRAPHERS’ CRAFT’!
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Through the Glass, of Valhalla
by Kristin Reynolds“Come to the window… / I can see myself more clearly, / here…” A Valkyrie goddess – / gold and pink, / with the heart of a dying child; ...
A poem dedicated to my beautiful, Goddess of a mother who died tragically when she was young (26) , long story, and all she taught me of life through her tragic death and sacrifice. This is a poem written from her perspective in italics, her words to me…at least, those are the things she taught me… I love you, Mum. :)
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Think you’re God-like? / Have a egotistical friend or over confident companion? / This t-shirt’s perfect for you/them.
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View All Art » 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 / / Ascension is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist, Jaeda DeWalt’s, The Light series and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection. Image photographed using a digital camera and remote-controlled shutter release. About this image / I was hesitant to post this image because it doesn’t have that pristine, whispering from the ethers appeal, that i like to create with my photography. But the more i looked at it, the more it grew on me and i began to embrace the flaws for the unique beauty they offer. My eyes look weird, like i am in a trance… it’s a very grainy image, not quite right… but strangely, that is what makes this image work for me. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Available for sale as Laminated Prints, Matted Prints, / Posters, Mounted Prints, Canvas Prints and Framed Prints / You might also like / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / browse Jaeda’s photographic art by category: / dreamscapes, artistic nudes, couples, glamour, erotica, conceptual, sensual, portrait, spiritual, survivor art / / / View All Art » 1 2 3 4 5 6 7
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Hate and Love ...they have so much in common.
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I painted this ‘self portrait’ in 1969, when I was 25 years old. I’ve kept it hidden in storage all these years and maybe a dozen or so others have seen it briefly. It is only now, at the end of 2009 (almost exactly forty years later) when I’ve pulled everything artistic out of my storage closet to photograph and potentially submit to RedBubble, has this painting/ sketch come out into the light. / If ever I had a ‘life defining’ subject to ‘come out of the closet’ about this is it. I’ve hidden this image of myself… primarily from myself. Now I’m ready to look at it and understand how this humiliating image has been ‘running the show’ from deep within my unconscious. This is the last image my ego wants me to see, much less analyze, much less show. This is the current symbol of healing my deepest inner wounds. Publishing this image is the message to myself that I am committed to personal transformation. It is my gift to all who are drawn to look at it and see it for what it is: An invitation to explore the deepest most hidden corners of your self defining beliefs about what and where you are. The original title I wrote on the back of this 18” x 28” scrap of Masonite board was “Broken Image”. A month ago when I pulled it out of the closet and began to think about loading it to my ever growing self-curated RB profile I mentally renamed it “Lust Lost”. For the memories about how and when this painting came to be began to flood into my awareness. In 1969, after returning from being drafted into the US Army and serving a year in the Viet Nam war, I was back in Jamaica. I was beginning an idealistic term of teaching art and creating a master architectural plan for a K-12 school, Knox College, in the center of the island. I had met and fallen head over heals in lust with a young and beautiful graduate of the school. At the time of the painting we agreed we could never live apart and thus to marry. / The night this image was presented to me in all its horrifying detail my fiance and I had been in very passionate embrace. In the heat of the moment, when any constrain or consideration had left my personality, she jumped out of bed, dressed and ran back to her parents house (also on campus.) / In this heightened state of arousal and disillusionment I stumbled into my simple bathroom and stood in front of the sink/mirror. I slammed my fist against the wall and the edge of my hand caught the edge of the mirror. The upper part of the mirror snapped into large shards which slid down behind the lower section, that stayed in place. / I froze, staring into the eyes of that self image, into the shattered reflection. It pointed an accusing finger, and in its own broken way it pointed back accusingly at me. I took in every detail of what I saw. In that fascinated frozen emotional state I went into the other room and found the bit of board and a pencil. / I returned to the image in the broken mirror. I sketched it. I found a jar of white paint and a brush and painted in the broken mirror shards. It dried, I sketched in my face and hand. I found a jar of black paint and finished off this sad shattered self portrait. I never showed it to my fiance nor anyone else in Jamaica. I buried it in the back of the closet and have carried it from closet to closet ever since. When I started this ‘tale of whoa’ above I claimed that this hidden ‘self’ had run my life. Yes, that’s been my journey, more or less. Now, as logic and observation make immanently clear, the journey begins to wind down. To draw towards its closing sometime in the next months or years. “What the hell was it all about anyway?” That’s the question I started asking about ten years ago and ever more in earnest. / This painting has come out of the closet when I can look at it full face and begin to smile, chuckle and even gently laugh with it. Here is my youthful humiliation and self doubt that so much of my life’s activities have been about both hiding or overcoming. Here is one of my primary life lessons so graphically and starkly presented to me, by none other than myself. Aha! Isn’t that how great self revelation always comes, not from without, but from within. The outer merely shows up with whatever it can in the moment to gently reveal to yourself what it is you most want to learn, overcome and integrate. In preparing this for loading onto RB a pair of secret eyes appeared off the figures left shoulder. I was delighted with them and enhanced them ever so slightly… they’re the eyes of all the angels in my life who showed up and loved me enough to help me learn my lessons. / Now, if ever one could label a work ‘experimental’ then this is it… life; the grand experiment.
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Love killed me......
by wigsWhen the ice broke / The cracks appeared / Rapidly advancing / Until love disappeared / Sunken beneath / The frozen stream / Ice-covered and …
Thank you for reading …much love wigs x This a reflective piece of writing of how i felt at the end of a long term relationship….. I found my self-esteem eventually and am now happy with me again…
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