Natural spirit Wall Art
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Done in Photoshop What happens to the Earth-Happens to the People / Mother speaks / all feel her / all hear her / all know her / Few respect her Featured in the SISTERHOOD From my Mother I rise
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Watercolor on board, sold. / This painting was inspired by a medicine story from the Crow Nation. The story is about an actual event that taught the People about the importance of love, devotion, sacrifice, bravery and unity. A couple wanted to spend some time alone and as was customary, chose to go on an extended trip far from the band’s summer camp. Individuals often broke off from the band and traveled alone or in small groups to visit relatives, trade, gather plants for food and medicine, and hunting. Distances were vast, so they might be away significant amounts of time. By adolescence, most had knowledge of the band’s basic migration pattern and destinations. The general areas would be located using topographical landmarks, stars, weather and plant life. When a band moved on it wasn’t difficult for members to predict their direction. In this story, time passed and summer turned to fall. There was an early snowstorm and winter set in early. There was deep snow followed by a prolonged period of harsh cold. When mid-spring arrived the band initiated the annual trek to intercept the annual bison migration and replenish stores. Summer returned once again and by then it was obvious the pair had disappeared without a trace, as none of the other bands they encountered had met with the missing couple, nor had bodies been found. With the passage of time their families assumed the worst and mourned them for dead. Many years later the band came to a remote place in search of game, an area they rarely hunted in. There was evidence of abundant game, sweet springs and running waters, protection from the elements and hostile eyes. They decided to stay awhile and as women set about erecting lodges, children spread out to explore the area. Eventually some boys discovered the partially collapsed frame of a lodge, the once white hides that covered it now hanging in tatters. Looking at the cooking pot still sitting upon a long – cold fire circle and deteriorated satchels, they knew this was a hunter’s camp from which residents departed quickly. Inspecting the area they found nearby two weathered corpses, practically skeletons, curled in fetal positions and embracing one another. The garments were discolored and disintegrating, damaged by sun, rain, and melting snow of many seasons. Nature was reclaiming the area and absorbing the bodies back into her self, they were almost hidden by foliage. Nearby was the disintergrated form of a large grizzly and within the rib cage a hunter’s blade. The children called their elders, who knew after Inspecting the weapons and bits of jewelry that here were was the pair who’d gone missing so long ago. The bones were buried on the spot, embracing as they’d been found, and in the same place was buried the bear’s body. Periodically the people returned this way, and each time shared the history with the new generations. A seedling had sprouted over the grave, and eventually grew into a massive oak, two trunks issuing from a single, wide trunk. This tree stood for many decades and may still be there today. It was believed the oak held the spirits of the lovers and the bear.
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/ / nurture / The act of nourishing or nursing; tender care; education; training; That which nourishes; food; diet; The environmental influences that contribute to the development of an individual; see also nature; to nourish or nurse / en.wiktionary.org/wiki/nurture Media – pencil and photoshop / Substrate – paper I can’t explain this, ‘cept to say, it’s inspired by our connection with nature and the fragility of life itself sometimes, the message coming through is to nurture life by way of fostering goodwill toward one another and accepting we have a duty of care to our natural world also. Because Easter is approaching I thought it appropriate :) The child’s sustenance, or umbilical cord if you like is coming from a tree, symbolic of the healing that nature can bring….the new life and growth that comes with nurture both of spirit and of nature. Humility is understanding our rightful place in the scheme of all things, including nature, family structure and the wider community…... a world where there is tolerance for all, is the one i pray for
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Still life photograph of little flower and stacked stones set on an incense tray. Mixed media print on gouache stained and acrylic and Inkaid primed Japanese Kinwashi paper. Red ink stamped Chinese characters mean: Study, Dream, and Love. 11” x 17”. The original file was shot with a Lensbaby. The image was printed on Urara paper then scanned. That file was printed onto the altered Kinwashi substrate.
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©2008 BMoore Photography & Design…................................... / www.bamagirl38.com
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Mix medium photograph of a nest with 3 eggs and the Chinese characters LOVE, TRUST DREAM FORTUNE.
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“DARE TO BE DIFFERENT” makes the perfect gift for the independent individual in your life. Could that be you? The image features a photograph of a real White Raven (also known as a “Spirit Raven” by local Haida people) born in May, 2008 on Vancouver Island, B.C., Canada. He is one of two rare white and 3 black Ravens born to 2 accepting (black) parents. The two rare birds are not albino which is what makes them so unusual. Their eyes are quite blue. All 5 siblings are getting along extremely well and all are thriving. White Ravens are very rare and hold sacred meaning for many groups and cultures throughout the World, including Native American Indian, Celtic, Norse and Wiccans. This artwork is another tribute to these remarkably intelligent and friendly birds. 50% proceeds from all sales go to the Mountainaire Avian Society in the beautiful Comox Valley on Vancouver Island.
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Black and white version of Mramba, to me this has a whole different level of intensity. Which version do you like? Captive animal. / / / / The future of African predators is in peril. It is estimated that only 10,000-15,000 free-roaming African lions remain, down from 50,000 a decade ago. African lions are now listed as Endangered (West African subspecies) and Vulnerable (East and Southern African subspecies) by the World Conservation Union and are on Appendix II of the CITES (Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species) list. African lions are in danger of disappearing altogether due to disease (FIV, bovine tuberculosis, canine distemper) and habitat encroachment. Today’s modern world subjects lions and other wildlife to many dangers. Mankind constantly seizes more and more of the remaining wild areas of Africa, forcing lions onto smaller and smaller parcels of land. Large-scale developments destroy the lion’s natural habitat. In areas inhabited by livestock, lions are frequently shot, snared or poisoned. And sadly, the hunting of these amazing animals for “sport,” for man’s pleasure, is still encouraged as a revenue producing industry by many African governments. African predators simply will not survive unless they are protected. 100% of proceeds from any sales of this image will be donated to the Virginia Zoo
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Mixed medium photo based illustration of hands in meditation with tree.
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Nikon D80 / 55mm Macro lense / ISO 400 / F/8 / 1/90 This month all sales of my PINK collection will be donated to the Susan G Komen foundation for Breast Cancer Awareness research Sold Laminate (all proceeds going to Susan G Komen for the cure foundation) / 10/24/08
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Pride exemplified via Mramba, the male African lion at the Virginia Zoo. The future of African predators is in peril. It is estimated that only 10,000-15,000 free-roaming African lions remain, down from 50,000 a decade ago. African lions are now listed as Endangered (West African subspecies) and Vulnerable (East and Southern African subspecies) by the World Conservation Union and are on Appendix II of the CITES (Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species) list. African lions are in danger of disappearing altogether due to disease (FIV, bovine tuberculosis, canine distemper) and habitat encroachment. Today’s modern world subjects lions and other wildlife to many dangers. Mankind constantly seizes more and more of the remaining wild areas of Africa, forcing lions onto smaller and smaller parcels of land. Large-scale developments destroy the lion’s natural habitat. In areas inhabited by livestock, lions are frequently shot, snared or poisoned. And sadly, the hunting of these amazing animals for “sport,” for man’s pleasure, is still encouraged as a revenue producing industry by many African governments. African predators simply will not survive unless they are protected. 100% of proceeds from any sales of this image will be donated to the Virginia Zoo
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A Woman with outstretched arms seems to hold the sun between her two hands. It is late in the evening and there is an orange glow everywhere
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Taken In Kasmier in the Mogul Gardens.. Love’s procession is moving; / Beauty is waving her banner; / Youth is sounding the trumpet of joy; / Disturb not my contrition, my blamer. / Let me walk, for the path is rich / With roses and mint, and the air / Is scented with cleanliness. Kahilil Gibran
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In Christ alone will I glory / Though I could pride myself / In battles won / For I’ve been blessed beyond measure / And by His strength alone, I overcome / Oh, I could stop and count successes / Like diamonds in my hands / But these trophies could not equal / To the grace, by which I stand In Christ alone / I place my trust / And find my glory / In the power of the cross / In every victory / Let it be said of me / My source of strength / My source of hope / Is Christ alone In Christ alone will I glory / For only by His grace / I am redeemed / And only His tender mercy / Could reach beyond my weakness / To my need / Now I seek no greater honor / Than just to know Him more / And to count my gains but losses / And to the glory of my Lord In Christ alone / I place my trust / And find my glory / In the power of the cross / In every victory / Let it be said of me / My source of strength / My source of hope / Is Christ alone Recorded By: Michael English ©2008 BMoore Photography & Design…...................................................... / www.bamagirl38.com ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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Not long ago i came across the painting Tessellation: 1 by the Creative / Tania Donald i loved her painting as i am a big fan of Mosaic art, I asked Tania if i could do a collaboration work with her painting , to create something in my style,she was very happy and excited to see what I was going to do , I must say i but my heart and soul into this one and it took for ever to finish . / to see more of Tania’s work please visit her site , Thank you Tania for the inspiration. Tessellation: 1
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...was just giving this wondrous tree a hug & saw & felt it’s amazing Spirit…so I took a photo & Voila!! lol!...Tree spirits ...Save the Trees ..a first experimental digital creation of a Tree Spirit inspired by this quote; ‘God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches, and a thousand tempests and floods. But he cannot save them from fools’. ~John Muir .. ...
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Acrylic on canvas
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Today I have awaken to a new day, and this one, indeed, even more beautiful than the one before…............ ©2009 BMoore Photography & Design / Bamagirl38 / Always Be More !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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.?guess the title?..solved by blamo ..am feeling full of mystery & enchantment today, so thought we could have some fun lookin’ for a title eh? lol! view LARGE & here’s a wee story to find the clues….’Enter the Faerie Forest where all the secret spirits & creatures live. Dark & menacing, whispers and rustling. Something calling, beckoning you on, strange sounds emerging from the depths.Hold tight to the railings as you walk along the bridge, who is that at the end is it Angel or Daemon..is it a leap of faith I see before me?.... This wondrous poem by kind permission of sweetForestGirl “Through the dark to the light / of the Angel / on the other side … / Let the Spirit of the Forest / Be your Guardian / and your Guide … / Save us from the treacherous / the ones who seek / to see us fail and fall / Find the beauty and the truth / that is waiting / at the end…for us all”.... ...Spirit ...Save the Rainforests ..a first experimental digital creation using redfield fractalius superimposing fantasy art …inspired by the song .. ...
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~When I was child…. / I stood on the same dock / breathing in the same air / feeling the same glorious spirit / calling me, guiding me / setting my insides on fire / seeding a passion for the tremendous beauty of this life / bursting from my veins. / And now here she is / and there she goes / her journey begins…….. / Alone with her thoughts / embracing the energy of such sacred ground. / Not sure of what it is stirring within her….. / But knowing / it is powerful. / Not knowing / it will carry her thru her life. / I watch her, watch me. / And I think to myself…. / what does she see? / Is it the beautiful me / or the tormented me? / So full of wisdom / so beyond her years / a soul that is soaring / toward a life / I know all too well. / Oh baby… / some people will never care / but you always will… / For her enormous compassion is not of this world. / She has this connection / with all those around her / as she draws them in / and casts her spell. / My beautiful girl…….mine for just a time. / Those sweet voices are calling her…I remember. / She has found her wings / her journey has begun…….... / It will be beyond all she can imagine……... / I want to tell her to hold on tight, / but I know / this is her dance, her path, her amazing, / amazing / life. / Fly baby girl. / Soar high above it all….
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As I walk this Native American path of the “Good Red Road” / I awaken to say good morning to Grandfather Sun, in ode; Gratitudes spoken to the four directions and All Our Relations / Father Sky and Mother Earth, not leaving out any Creations; I raise the pipe high, letting smoke rise to the Spirit, so great / asking for peace and abundance in messages to generate; Towards the “Blue Road to Spirit”, my soul flies high to seek / For my sisters and brothers to thrive whether strong or weak; As Grandmother Moon rises, again I will drum, dance and sing / Until the ways of our ancestors’ prayers are brought upon wings; Proud to be related to the clawed, finned, crawling and standing / my voice will be heard in the stars of great truth and understanding. DOHIYI (PEACE in Cherokee) to the Tribe of All Nations ! WindOwl 1/4/2009 tkrosevear A Tribute to all Tribes This is a merge of 7 photographs for the Sun/Moon challenge for the Spirit of Native American group
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