This picture was taken at the same place as The Long Way Home but about 7 months apart. Best viewed LARGE
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View All Art » / Page 1 Page 2 Page 3 Page 4 Page 5 Page 6 / / My Red Melancholy 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, Mounted Prints, Posters, Canvas Prints and Framed Prints / / Image featured in Models with a difference group 7-19-2009 / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / This image is featured in Jaeda’s The Red Realm calendar / / / / visit the rest of this series . . . View All Art » / Page 1 Page 2 Page 3 Page 4 Page 5 Page 6 / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / My Red Melancholy Under the bright lights / And pristine haze / I look away As sick secrets sinuously sleep / Underneath a surface that is / Poised and pretty and sweet My raven hair scented / With traumatic experiences / Buried alive . . . refusing to die My crimson lips / Whisper / Of a quiet desperation My eyes refusing to shed / The tears of . . . / My Red Melancholy © Jaeda DeWalt listen to Jaeda recite My Red Melancholy / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / browse Jaeda’s photographic art by category: / dreamscapes, artistic nudes, couples, glamour, erotica, conceptual, sensual, portrait, spiritual, survivor art / /
/ / Out of the Fog is a self-portrait photograph originally taken from artist Jaeda DeWalt’s book/series, Haunting Hands and is part of the DeWalt Gallery collection. About this image / I created this self-portrait while at a crossroads in my life. I was starting to find my voice and that gave me confidence, that confidence gave me courage and i could feel the heavy, emotional toxicity, starting to leave my body. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / Available for sale as Laminated Prints, Cards, Matted Prints, Posters, Mounted Prints, Canvas Prints and Framed Prints / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / About This Image / Images originally photographed with Kodak CN400 film using a self-timer (black & white film that’s processed in C-41 chemistry). / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / Out of the Fog I have come out of the fog / Penetrating this filthy haze that taints my innocence / No longer a victim of my past / But rather a survivor, fearlessly exploring my future / Releasing myself from these chains of self-hatred / Shedding the shame that has coated my soul / For too many years Stepping out of this chamber of horrors / In which my mind has been a prisoner / For so long / Lifting off my shoulders the burdens / Of anger and resentment / I have been carrying for this beast Knowing that though I can never forget / I must forgive the evils / Forced upon my flesh / Rather than weak and dependent / I continue to grow resilient and strong Utilizing challenges of the past / As tools to cope with / The struggles that lie ahead / It is now I let go of the victim inside me / Drinking in the freedom from a past / That will no longer bind me © Jaeda DeWalt listen to Jaeda recite The Chamber / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / This image is featured in Jaeda’s Artography Book! / Shades of the Soul – Click to Preview! / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / You might also like . . . / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / browse Jaeda’s photographic art by category: / dreamscapes, artistic nudes, couples, glamour, erotica, conceptual, sensual, portrait, spiritual, survivor art / /
Taken at Mammoth Hot Springs (Yellowstone Nat’l Park, WY) on a cold September morning. The sun was beginning to break through the fog, but the boardwalk still led through an eerie scene. Probably my favorite as I like the mystery. Canon Elan II / Velvia film.
View All Art » / Page 1 Page 2 Page 3 Page 4 Page 5 Page 6 / / Haunted is a self-portrait taken from artist, Jaeda DeWalt’s, Haunting Hands 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 / / Image featured in First Things group on 7-23-2009 / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / About This Image / Image originally photographed using a self-timer and Kodak CN400 film (black & white film that’s processed in C-41 chemistry). / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / This image is featured in Jaeda’s Surrealities calendar. / / / / View All Calendars » / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Haunted The eyes do not lie / Weakening the surface of the social masks we wear / A bruised and battered soul can betray the prettiest smile / As the pain seeps through to the surface / Speaking volumes to our emotions and life experience © Jaeda DeWalt listen to Jaeda recite Haunted / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / This image is featured in Jaeda’s Artography Book! / / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / You might also like . . . / View All Art » / Page 1 Page 2 Page 3 Page 4 Page 5 Page 6 / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / browse Jaeda’s photographic art by category: / dreamscapes, artistic nudes, couples, glamour, erotica, conceptual, sensual, portrait, spiritual, survivor art / /
Ancient oak trees form a gnarled and twisting canopy, the mist filtering through the hanging spanish moss. / Taken on a misty morning on family property in Pomona Park, Central Florida.
” You can set a brick as a laborer or as an artist ” / Portrait of a young shoemaker in the studio.
Amazingly there are 20 species of Magpie in the world. Not quite sure which I have painted here… looks more like an Australian magpie Many people consider them superstitious, they certainly have their place in folklore, some believe they bring good luck, others believe bad. I remember being played Rossini’s Thriving Magpie when I was quite young; it is said they have a panache for shiny, silvery things which they like to steal and hide. / Here the magpie has found a key! I wonder where it came from? I see him as a ‘Keeper of Secrets’. / The selected text comes from a traditional rhyme I was told as a child: One for sorrow, Two for joy, / Three for a girl, Four for a boy, / Five for Silver, Six for Gold / Seven for a secret never to be told This is an acrylic painting on canvas.
©2007-2008 Aimee Stewart, Foxfires – please see my CC Terms of Use before considering using this image for any personal or commercial use http://foxfires.deviantart.com/journal/15905899/ / —-—-—-—-——- Fox always knew where the wild roses grew…. Vintage model: Personal stock vintage postcard Texture: :iconSolStock: http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/45774657/ s got awesome painted textures, go check her out! Fox: istock: http://www.istockphoto.com/file_closeup/settings/seasons/summer/2938317_red_fox.php?id=2938317 Wooded background: sxc.hu: http://www.sxc.hu/photo/757792
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when analogue meets digital… / a match made in heaven Part of a series
Heather falling dawn and creating a shadow TOP TEN IN THE CHALLENGE Best Design for Black Shirt
pencil on paper (Stonehenge) drawing – 22×22” – ORIGINAL SOLD / Signed and numbered limited-edition prints in two sizes are available at cynthia’s store There are so many stories to tell about this piece – wild coincidences, terrible tragedy and ultimate redemption. / I still don’t know if I can tell them all here now, but if there is one take-away to be had, it’s of the power of vulnerability and trust in oneself in the face of daunting odds… / I’ve included a not so great shot of me with the original. I had it framed so it was floating on suede. Here it is after receiving a Best of Show honor along with “Ennead”. detailed version of Event at RedBubble Please check out the numerous T’s with this drawing featured in my clothing section. /
pencil on paper (Stonehenge) / drawing Hmm… / let’s see, sometimes I’m SO Obvious. / I was 47 when I drew this.
A very old church door in Russia.
I took this shot in the Victorian Village at Flambards, Helston, Cornwall, UK. Soft edge added in Picassa3. It inspired me to write the accompanying short story which I hope you enjoy and adds to your viewing pleasure. I hope you like it. / Thank you for looking and reading. Best Viewed Large. The Rippers Ghost? / The winter sun is setting on a cold Victorian London. Smoke from the coal fires mixes with the fog, making it hard to breathe. The Lamplighter is patrolling the streets doing his duty and people are scurrying around, wanting to get home and away from the dark alleyways before nightfall. It is the year 1895, and four years since ‘The Ripper’ had last struck, but fear still grips the residents of this part of East London. Some people say he is dead, others say alive, but some say that a Spirit from a bygone age haunts the streets, striking terror to all who walk the dark streets at night, deadly silent apart from the echoes of horseshoes thumping on the cobblestones, amplified in the fog, adding to the tension and the terror that fills everyone. It will be another hour till I finish my work and set foot once more into the cold smokey foreboding darkness of Whitechapel, and as I put some more coal on the fire in my office, I cannot help thinking about smoke that it is now producing, I will soon be breathing, and adding to the density of the fog, which is getting thicker by the minute, making it dark, even though the sun has not set yet. As the last embers glow in the grate, from my small office window on the second floor, I cannot see the street below, and my breath is turning to ice as it touches the window. / A cold night indeed, filled with dense smokey fog as well, some of which I am guilty of. My day is finishing, and I put my hat, coat, scarf and gloves on, ready to brave the dark world waiting for me outside the warm comfort of my office. / I open the door and enter the foggy darkness from the fire escape, tasting the coal as I breathe, which I then put the scarf over my mouth so as to try and filter some of the filthy air before it enters my lungs. From my position, I cannot see the ground, and start to descend slowly and carefully down the now icy stairs, my footsteps reverberating on every step. / I hear a distant whistle, and the muffled sounds of people shouting, and as I get lower, I recognise the sound as Policeman’s whistles heading in my direction. My breathing gets faster and my pulse starts to race, wondering what was coming towards me. / I reach the first floor landing of the fire escape and can see the pavement through the gaslights, and I then stand transfixed, too scared to move, as something appears in the corner of my eye. What is it? Is it the Ripper himself, or the Rippers ghost? / It passed in front of me and disappeared into the foggy darkness as quickly as it came. / The whistles had stopped also. What happened to them? Was that a ghostly experience as well? / I will never know. © Richard Veal. July 2009.
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