I look to the world and what do I see…..
All the words I can use to describe how I feel when I get out and about to take my photos, in comparison to my day to day life.
Rent $130,000 a year, hours over 100 a week, the value of the experience “Priceless…” the roller coaster ride of selling photography.
Sale of photography in the main stream… the highs, lows and the experience.
I’m going / to die now, / just / to become wind And become ,,,
Completely inspired by the photograph Apres Brunch By RedBubble’s Judith Oppenheimer — A poem from “The Integrity of Erotic Poetry” collection & series (Unpublished Work) / Submitted for publication to “In The Moment”:http://www.redbubble.com/groups/in-the-moment Group / / LISTEN TO C.C. READ This poem here / / / A NOTE FROM THE POET: I thank you all for reading this poem! The moments you (may graciously choose to) take to comment truly matter. I am so grateful to those who favorite the work (especially because it a written work) May I ask you to PLEASE READ MORE THAN ONE POEM / See Journal section of my RB page here for a list of short poems / Words Count listed Please further note that there is a vast spectrum of subjects, issues, and levels of intensity. / / / / I am EXTREMELY GRATEFUL TO THOSE OF YOU WHO ADD MY WORKING RedBubble Site to YOUR WATCH LIST --I feel this is one of the highest complements of respect a visiting RedBubbler can give. This is not to under-estimate how riveted my humility feels with each comment. This expresses the reserve of your taste, and the future value of your time. / / - REMEMBER the VISIT The RedBubble Artists and their works of art here. Almost all of my writing are based on and or INSPIRED BY RedBubble Art and Artists. Let my know if any of the links to their sites are not functioning._ (Hot Links)
She danced like light could sew a picture / Through the needle eyed
This poem is based on and inspired by RedBubble artist Katewah and her image Rosie’s Faerie / Please support this image and poem by commenting here and here too A macro photograph of a tapestry made by her mother and now on her daughter’s wall.
Now hear the womb of one’s motherhood bare
This poem was inspired by more than the photograph below, but by the entire series of events experienced, given, and in turn received by the amzaing love and support of the RedBubble.com community of artist. Having stated this, I can now say: / This poem was Poem inspired by Photography piece (seen here below) titled My daughter in law by RedBubble artist Antanas / - / PLEASE Leave a comment (I love them I love them a lot) here as well as on the Antanas’s page where this photographic work is post by the artist for commenting and also as a card (I think)
A Cinammon Sugar Beauty / With lots of love to give / Has so much fun / Just loves to live / She’s a Southern belle / Oh so smart / Has a Law D…
Please check out my friend Lovesmusic’s awesome poetry on RB /
Photography has become such a fantastic growing hobby for so many. Everyone sees the world in there own unique way and therefore has a…
My Dawn
This was a picture that Jamie did for her classes in Art. I edited it in Photoshop.
Photos of the cards my friend purchased….
Let me paint your picture, / With the lens of my camera. / Let me stop time, / Even if only for a moment, / Capturing your beauty with my shu…
Suggestions are most welcomed and solicited. LOL :-)
She awoke again from her restless slumber the same way she did many mornings, with her pillow still damp from the tears she shed in the n…
She listened to his voice and smiled. She could hear it in his voice, he was just as excited as she was that they would see each other so…
humor, love, romance, story
There was a time / when a flower had power / When we believed we lived / in the age of peace
Before The New Year
Feeling grateful for being featured in People and Portraiture!
My deepest passion in life is expressing what I feel on the inside into art, or what the world is telling me through images, and expressi…
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Is it not enough that you’ve hung me beside / myself from your fraying rope, tendered by graying wooden clips with rubber fingers - / m…
This is a poem about one persons addictions and untreated problems, sucking the life out of their partner. About being squashed by another who is so heavy, and so dark that you feel so small you can barely breathe beneath their ever present shadow.
fury / is the love / without / soul empty / is the heart / without / love death / is life / without / you
Thanks so much to CEBRFA for purchasing a card from my photo “Rainbow Of Love”. It’s so nice to know that someone likes your work enough…
Death can never seperate you from true love…... There is never an ending….... ONLY LOVE!
In Loving Memory …..........
soft after draping over a wire line / dancing in the breeze of June a pocket full of blackberries / just sweet enough to make your teeth…
Hello frienz.. / For those who are suffering from depression or having / a bla day.. I hope this helps.. / http://hubpages.com/hub/depressi…
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I tried to focus my lens on the drops of dew so apparently clear on the autumn leave. It was spectacularly define through my lens no than…
A short story about a photographer who almost gives up on his passion. Then he sees a girl on a rainy day through the lens of his camera. He thinks she is pretty but little does he know just how pretty she is.
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