In loving memory of my grandfather, who passed away last April.
Mark, an American soldier, gave his life for his fellow countrymen in the war in Iraq. The only one of his unit to survive the initial blast, he battled for life as he was flown back to the United States for medical care. His family flocked to his side and surrounded him with love in his final hours. Not long after his arrival in America, he died on home soil in the arms of his loved ones. His mother Kim, my husband’s first cousin, wrote this poem, “Is it you?” as she struggled with grief and loneliness for her young son. She asked me if I had a dragonfly photo to accompany her poem which relates the tale of the dragonflies that seem to hover near her in a show of consolation. This image is our collaboration, our joint effort, in memory of Mark Graham who defended the cause of freedom with steadfast determination and a valiant heart. May he rest in peace and may the angels surround him and his family now and forever. (100% of proceeds from sales will go to the Mark W. Graham Foundation; see another image, “Is it you?” in this portfolio if you’d like a green dragonfly. It will print better in the card size). Taken from the Mark W. Graham Foundation website, here is additional information about the foundation to which all funds from the sales of these images will be donated: “The Mark W. Graham Foundation is a non-profit organization which provides support for young people of character and military families in crisis. It honors the legacy of Mark Graham, a fallen soldier whose strength of character and gift of service to his country are an inspiration to all who knew him. Mark was a Lafayette, La., native and his death opened the community’s eyes to the reality of war and the sacrifice soldiers make in their fight to keep our country free. He was married to Stephanie for a little more than a year when he died. Mark was 22 years old.”
“That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.” / William Wordsworth / Sold: 1 poster and 2 cards (to anonimous buyers) I made this this image specially the day Benazir Buttho was killed…. / Benazir Bhutto 1953-2007 “Right now, they feel they have lost their voice, and their miseries have increased since my departure.” “I know some people will think it was naïve [to return despite death threats],” she said. “But if you believe in a cause you have to pay the price.” / - Benazir Bhutto - B&W:* /
Shot at the 2007 Lakewood/Rocky River Memorial Day Parade. Lakewood Cemetery, Rocky River, Ohio.
When I posted “For Mark, an American soldier, who gave his life in Iraq,” I didn’t realize that it would not print well as a card, so I’m adding this image of the same poem by Kim Graham and a different dragonfly photo to accommodate those who would like a copy of this in card size. 100% of proceeds from sales will go to the Mark W. Graham Foundation. According to the foundation’s official website, “The Mark W. Graham Foundation is a non-profit organization which provides support for young people of character and military families in crisis. It honors the legacy of Mark Graham, a fallen soldier whose strength of character and gift of service to his country are an inspiration to all who knew him. Mark was a Lafayette, La., native and his death opened the community’s eyes to the reality of war and the sacrifice soldiers make in their fight to keep our country free. He was married to Stephanie for a little more than a year when he died. Mark was 22 years old.
In memoriam ,for the Irenes. I will love you forever.
My husband’s paternal grandmother, Tootsie, died at the age of 95. She had a sound mind and sound body and an enduring love for gardening, something she cultivated till she breathed her last. Before she died, she gave her grandchildren amaryllis bulbs and to this day, many many years after her passing on, we still have the fruits of her labors. This is one of Tootsie’s amaryllis bulbs that is about to burst into bloom, many springs after her death.
Kirkmichael Graveyard, Black Isle /
Part of the Memorial Park, Sandakan Sabah/Borneo, established in memoriam of over 2000 Australian and British POW’s who died while in captivity during WW2. Only 6 survived the notorious Sandakan death marches. This is on the site of the actual POW camp and is now well maintained with great dignity by the local people of Sabah. / This silohette panel is part of the “Lest We Forget” window panels in the pavillion. Behind the “cut-out” of the flower was tropical foliage, of which has been adjusted for colour, hue, and saturation in PS. Other associated images
Cry alone, I’ve gone away / No more nights, no more pain / I’ve gone alone, took all my strength / But I’ve made the change, / I won’t see you tonight Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood….. Lyrics to “I won’t see you tonight Part I” by Avenged Sevenfold. The poignant line was tattooed after the death of a friend by this girl. Canon EOS450D; ISO800; 50mm; f/1.8; 1/320sec No flash, Handheld
Yesterday the lone dove of Weedy Field made an appearance. Woo hoo! I don’t know where it has been but I guess it laid low after the taking of the other by the hawk. But the actions o this dove match the actions of the previously sited lone one so I’m positive this was the same bird. :-D This shot is probably not of either the doves from the Weedy Field couple. It was taken just outside Weedy Field before I observed any doves making it home. But this was the image I was planning to post in memoriam after finding all the light-coloured and fresh falling feathers after the hawk made a kill. I can’t really ID many birds and I just took a guess that it was a dove from the colour and the fact that both were suddenly missing. LOL! Maybe a gull or pigeon were the victims but it doesn’t matter because another of my Weedy Field friends takes wing – if only solo now – once again. :-) BTW, both Mama and Papa squirrel are making the very careful rounds in the trees but allowing me to see them again. Today, Papa ran thru four trees to get close enough to look me in the eye, just for fun. LOL! He got his usual hidden nuts and was busy reburying them before I got out of Cone Grove. It started raining today and the wind is blowing hard. Probably a good day to either pack a lunch or unpack one and eat it since a new one was just delivered. ;-)
I wasn’t sure whether to make this public or keep it private, since it’s a pic that I’ll likely be the only one to appreciate . . . but then again, maybe not! She’s beautiful and the way she’s lying on the ground with the dog . . . This is my sister, Susie, who died of leukaemia at age 10. I was seven years old at the time, but all my life, she remains a vivid and cherished part of my every day thinking. I can’t and never will forget her because of her amazing, bright, positive spirit and will to see the good in all people and situations, no matter how bad things were. She always had a ready smile and words of comfort for others, even though she was so sick and knew she was dying. It’s with great pride that I’m sharing this with you. :) I feel that her awesome spirit translates in this pic and hope she touches your heart as much as she touched and still touches mine.
There is nothing so shocking as the robbery of a young life , and for it to be at their own hand ,trebly so , the pressure to be successful intelligent beautiful popular sensitive and talented has never been so poignant
Wear this over your heart to show sadness and support for all lost, animal, mineral or vegetation, to Australia’s terrible loss to fire, 2009. / Please note the smoke and ash swirling in the picture on the tee. They aren’t defects, they are to show the ugliness that follows a fire. A Flame from Apophysis 2.02 makes a flaming, devouring background for the written awareness of the terrible, raging fires in Australia. Any profit earned by sale of this art or tee is dedicated to helping rescue, save, care and support animals and habitat lost or stressed, and repopulate the fauna in the area destroyed do to this devastating, rampaging fire. 05 Mar 2009, DS
Memorial Image of the First Three Doctors from the BBC’s cult scifi hit Doctor Who.
On 10 September 2001 I was completing a film shoot in Manhattan. The shoot was all night and when I got back to my room at The Hudson I couldn’t sleep. I showered and went for a bagel at about 0600. I spent the morning walking around Times Square until i had to catch my flight back to Atlanta. I had my Contax G1 in the plane and as we flew over Manhattan I shot the World Trade Center from my window. One year later the same client flew me back to NYC for a shoot and I captured this view of Ground Zero. In March of 2002 I re-enlisted in the Army Reserves after 30 years out of uniform. I am still in service currently. Proceeds from any sales of this image will be donated to a scholarship fund for children who have lost parents in US military combat action in Iraq, Afghanistan or elsewhere. “Those who ‘abjure’ violence can only do so because others are committing violence on their behalf.” / George Orwell
This is the first in what will hopefully be series of photos to remember my uncle, Andrew Stevens. He was a fanstatic man who was dearly loved and will be missed by all. /
Just a very small collection of the signed shirts and gifts left at Australia Zoo after the death of Steve Irwin the Crocodile Hunter.
This is the first piece in the second Numberism series. This series, for which I have yet to name, focuses on the moments in our lives we need to let go of so we can be free to live our lives now. Whereas the last series focused on holding onto the present. I can find nothing more fitting for the first in this series than mourning, as I have seen the struggle of moving on from the loss of a loved one. One foot in the moment, the other anchored to the past. As with the last series, this is drawn with only the numbers of the clock, 1 – 12, on vellum paper.
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