Nanna
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still life of my nannas chair
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oil on canvas / 2003 Allow me to introduce my grandmother. She was an intelligent lady and a notorious card cheat.
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The writing is a lullaby my mother use to sing when I was a child.
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Pink Frangipanis and buds in the garden of my youth! My Nanna transplanted this from a cutting almost 3 decades ago and it still grows strong. In her memory! / (Shutter Speed 1/800; F-Stop 4.0)
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This photo won the selective colours, Mothers Day contest : ) You can view it Here / if you get a chance.
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son mike took this today of me and grandaughter skye
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Original is 9×12” acrylic on canvas. Prints available on this site. Other Paintings by Ginger can be viewed at http://www.freewebs.com/gingerjar and I can be reached at iginger@henderson.net
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Nanna
by Emma AndersonIt’s been years since you passed from us, / I have aged and grown since you’ve been gone, / I still feel your warmth and your tenderness,...
A poem about my Nanna, she was my light in a very dark time and even now, some 17 years later I miss her every day.
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An amazing woman. I am lucky enough to call her ‘Nan’. The sad irony is that nanna is suffering from alzheimers disease, and for her there is no treatment. We as a family unfortunately have to witness the slow disintergration of her mind and her being, but we have this image to remember our real nanna, the woman who always said it how it was and just got on with it, but always did it with a smile and a spring in her step! She always had a life motto, one that I have adopted in recent years… “Shit happens! but you have gotta get on with it!!”. This from a woman who lost 2 husbands in tragic circumatances and raised 9 children alone!!! She is my hero!!
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A BIG THANKYOU to all who voted: "Flowers of Love" WON!!!
by Michelle HoganMy Flowers of Love Selective Colouring entry won the MothersDay Competition. I am …
My Flowers of Love Selective Colouring entry won the MothersDay Competition. I am a very happy girl : )))) Thankyou everyone for the bubblemails of support during the comp. I can’ t wait to tell my Nanna, she really, really hates photos of herself, even though I tell her she is beautiful. Now she might believe me…. Thankyou all again / Michelle. /
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This photo won the RSPCA’s national photography comp for their 2006 Awareness Campaign in the category of ‘My Best Friend’. I must stress that this was not a category choosing images on the basis of technical brilliance. This was a category that was looking for a photo that showed a special relationship between a female and an animal. My written piece to accompany it said: “In the spaces between my grandmother’s dementia, my puppy offers a chance to remember the hundreds of animals that shaped her once active life.”
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I recently went to visit my Nanna. She had an unfortunate accident and ended up in hospital. She’s fine now, and all the better for it. The day we went to see her, I was a bit scared of how she would be. She still lives in Wales, and I don’t, so I hear things through my parents, how much she’s changed and how old she is now. I’m 30 so i’ve grown up with her as an ‘old lady’, but this is a different thing altogether. I wish I lived closer, and I wish I was good at this ‘extended family’ stuff, but i’m not really. But I captured her deep in thought and wanted to photograph her, and I also wanted to photograph her hands. Elderly hands actually say so much. Like the fact she still wears her wedding ring 18 years after her my Grandad died.
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Scanned polaroid picture
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The reason I am passionate about this photo is that it all began with me taking the picture of my granddaughters eye, to me alone it was breathtaking , then i put in my second passion, and then to signify all of the passion together i put herself inside ……......she is my first grandchild and i love to show how i feel about her
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An Ojibwa Legend Standing on the shores of the City of Thunder Bay, one can look across the waters and see a great formation of land known as the Sleeping Giant. Mystery and legend surround this strange phenomenon of nature. A great tribe of Ojibways lived outside Thunder Bay on Isle Royale. Because of loyalty to their gods and their industrious and peaceful mode of living, Nanna Bijou, the Spirit of the Deep Sea Water, decided to reward the tribe. The Great Spirit told the chief about the tunnel that led to the center of a rich silver mine. He warned that if the Ojibway tribe were ever to tell the White Man of this mine he, Nanna Bijou, would be turned to stone. The Ojibways soon became famous for their beautiful silver ornaments. The Sioux warriors, upon seeing the silver on their wounded enemies, strove to wrest the secret from the Ojibways. Torture and death failed to make the gallant Ojibway tribesmen divulge their secret. Sioux chieftains summoned their most cunning scout and ordered him to enter the Ojibway camp disguised as one of them. The scout soon learned the whereabouts of the mine. One night he made his way to it and took several large pieces of the precious metal. During his return to the Sioux camp, the scout stopped at a White Trader’s post for food. There, without furs to trade, he used a piece of the stolen silver. Two White Men, intent upon finding the source of the silver, filled the scout with firewater and persuaded him to lead them to the mine. Just as they were in sight of “Silver Islet”, a terrific storm broke over the Cape. The White Men were drowned and the Sioux scout was found drifting in his canoe in a crazed condition. A most extraordinary thing happened during the storm. Where once was a wide opening to the bay, now lay what appeared to be a great sleeping figure of a man. The Great Spirit’s warning had come true and he had been turned to stone. Today, partly submerged shaft to what was once the richest silver mine in the northwest, can still be seen. White Men have repeatedly attempted to pump out the water that floods in from Lake Superior, but their efforts have been in vain. Is it still under the curse of Nanna Bijou, Spirit of the Deep Sea Water? Perhaps…who can tell?
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Oil portrait of my grandmother Laura as a young woman. Completed recently from a group family photo, from which I cropped Nanna’s head, so the image was a really tiny one.
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Nanna
by AustinAnneI remember summer days spent so free, / never thinking they soon would cease to be. / You were taken and I’ll never know why, / I was to yo…
A sonnet I wrote after my Nanna died.
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