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Mixed medium photo based illustration of hands in meditation with tree.
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LIES / OIL ON STRETCHED CANVAS / $900 US (11” X 14” ORIGINAL) / SIGNED DEDICATED PRINTS AVAILABLE Tangled and mangled they were found. Amidst lies and deceits of their own making. Never realizing how enmeshed they had become in their own deceits. Attached to their lies for eternity. Never being able to see what their perfidy had done to them. A Hell of their own making. Jailed to the bedrock of their lies with no escape possible. It started small, as most lies do, then grew to an enormity that encompassed their entire life and so within this dark shadowed existence they were to remain till the crack of doom awoke. One said aloud for all to hear, “how do I stop this perpetual torture? Is there any way to escape this bondage?” I watched silently as this terrible scene unfolded before my eyes. I did not wish to be seen by these helpless lost souls for I feared that they would petition me to somehow end their misery. I could only remain their witness, I thought, not their liberator. And so my dream, no my nightmare, continued until my reprieve arrived in the morning’s light. This nocturnal visitation was so alarming and so vivid that it demanded testimonial and so I grab my brushes and my paints and proceeded to recall what I had witnessed the night before. So here is a little tale of woe brought to life by oil, canvas and these words recalled Sir Walter Scott “Oh, what tangled webs we weave when first we practice to deceive”. visionary imagist “Joey”
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NEW PILGRIMS / OIL ON STRETCHED CANVAS / $900 US (12” X 16” ORIGINAL) / SIGNED DEDICATED PRINTS AVAILABLE I have always wondered exactly what is over that next mountain? What new adventure is awaiting my arrival? And when can I leave? It has always been that way with me. I’m not exactly sure why but it is the lure of travel and new vistas that has always captured my heart. Age has not diminished that lure. Age has actually made the temptation greater. Time, it would appear, limits me to one life and there is so much to see and so much to do that I find myself wishing for more minutes in the hour, more days within the week, more months within the year and if at all possible more life’s to live. So I have constructed a means, a way, a ruse to cheat Time. I can travel to places far, far away visit with whomever I wish and whenever I desire. Places that no one yet has seen. I can travel far into the future or if I wish I can go back deep within the past. The remarkable thing is that how I do this is not unique. I see it done, mostly by young children, when they play. This trickery, this means by which I travel is simply my imagination and with it I can do the most wonderful of things. By allowing myself to dream I can be transported anywhere and at any time I wish. So with my brushes and my oils I have traveled deep into the future where I beheld the most wonderful of sights. There before my gaze were the “new pilgrims”. They were landing on the shores of a “new world”. Brave new adventurers, romantics, and daredevils all. Not fearing the unknown. Intrepid explorers going where no one had gone before. So what a wonderful gift the Creator has given to me. The gift of imagination. When I feel too “adult” all I need to do is spend some time with some very young explorers. Children are the greatest of explorers, as they see for the first time the wonderful gift of imagination. What a joy it is to see them fashion new, vibrant ideas with supple minds that are open to all new discoveries. They leave “no stone unturned” as they explore everything and everywhere. Their minds are like “clean slates” waiting to be filled with the abundance of Creation. visionary imagist “Joey”
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/ / Inner Illumination is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist Jaeda DeWalt’s, The Invisible Light series and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / Available for sale as Laminated Prints, Matted Prints, / Posters, Mounted Prints, Canvas Prints and Framed Prints / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / I share this picture as a way to celebrate my friends, fellow creatives, love and the divine. Each of you is a fabulously unique thread, woven into the beautiful fabric of our collective consciousness. INFINITE LOVE / j a e d a :) / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / This image is featured in Jaeda’s Artography Book! / / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / You might also like . . . / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-browse Jaeda’s photographic art by category: / dreamscapes, artistic nudes, couples, glamour, erotica, conceptual, sensual, portrait, spiritual, survivor art / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / /
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Shortly after the dream, the mountains breathed out a morning glow across the still surface of a murky glacial lake.
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Don’t tell me the sky is the limit, there are footprints on the moon!
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Hidden Symbol promotes a New Beginning and aids the process of a new awakening. Painting inspired by Jung Oil, acrylic ink and pigment
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I Love this work,I had so much fun creating this art work , we all have been a FOOL or know some one who is a FOOL in our life time. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Rhana Griffin / wrote a great Poem also called the FOOL , I love it and goes very well with this art work . / , Thank you Rhana , please do visit her site to see more of her work. / THE FOOL In the corner sits a fool, / her head, once held so high / now hangs between her knees / as hot tears of shame / fall silently to / drip onto her feet. In the corner sits a fool / her golden locks, / once tossed in confidence / now fall victim / to the rough hacking of the / shears held in her hands. In the corner sits a fool / the flowers of praise / once heaped upon her / now lie dead, turning to dust / borne away on the winds / of her own self disgust. In the corner sits a fool / her fine raiment / once worn so proudly / now ripped to shreds / by the talons of the many / whose den she accidently stumbled upon. In the corner sits a girl / broken but… / never beaten, / who belatedly realises / she has been played for a / fool Her tears now spent, / she raises her head defiantly, / fixes a baleful stare / upon the cause of her suffering / and whispers… / never again
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acrylic on paper 14”x17” / Dancing in lighted pools of Jello-textured neon. “That’s the way to do it,” an old stranger called to the young man who, being suddenly aware of what he was doing, stopped, looked over his shoulder and glanced down at the ragged multi-colored sheet that was pulled tightly around his shoulders. He leaned back and peered up at the sun. Smoke rose from the side of a brick building and the odor or ginger floated through the air. The source of both puzzled him, as he remembered distinctly thinking he was the only person in the world just a few moments before. The old man smiled a toothless smear of flabby lips and bowed down to the dancing youth, who smiled back, jiggled aimlessly for a few seconds on thin, scratched legs and then sat down on a patch of grass in from of a building that had been painted by clowns. The young man pulled back the corner of his gown of rainbow hues and let out his heart, which had been beating all along, but in being freed, started to do a dance all of its own, though it had no legs. It also sang, which surprised the young man as he had always thought he was mute.
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“Where There is Light, There Must Also Be Darkness”, “Every man has a good and bad angel attending on him, all his life long.” – Robert Burton (“Anatomy of Melancholy”) “Man is his own star, and the soul that can, render an honest and a perfect man,Commands all light, all influence, all fate: nothing to him falls early or too late.Our acts are angels are, for good or ill: our fatal shadows that walk by us still.” – John Fletcher (“Upon An Honest Man’s Fortune”) “For such are false apostles, deceitful workers, transforming themselves into the apostles of Christ. And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light. Therefore it is no great thing if his ministers also be transformed as the ministers of righteousness; whose end shall be according to their works.” – Bible: 2 Corinthians (11:13-15)
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I heard the voice of the Lord, saying: “ Whom shall I send, / And who will go for Us?” Then I said, “Here am I! Send me.” / Isaiah 6:8 To me this means about dying to self so God can send you out into the world and show the world how much Jesus loves others. This is the great send off! Photomanipulation created in Photoshop CS2 Stock Credits (thank you!): / Tulips: KelbelleStock / Cloaked figure: TwilightAmazonStock / Storm Clouds: Tash-stock / Light beam brush: obsidiandawn
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Look to this day: / For it is life, the very life of life. / In its brief course / Lie all the verities and realities of your existence. / The bliss of growth, / The glory of action, / The splendour of achievement / Are but experiences of time. For yesterday is but a dream / And tomorrow is only a vision; / And today well-lived, makes / Yesterday a dream of happiness / And every tomorrow a vision of hope. / Look well therefore to this day; / Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn! Words written by Kalidasa 353-420 from India Drawing using oil pastels, charcoal and acrylic gold. 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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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It’s time now for the harvest! And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart. ~ Galatians 6:9 Those who sow in tears / Shall reap in joy. ~Psalm 126:5 Stock Credits: / Textures here here and here / Flower here
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For all beloved sisters
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All those who knew Him, including the women who had followed Him from Galilee, stood at a distance. Luke 23:49 / As of November 29, 2009 ~ 901 views / /
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waterfalls refresh the spirit
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Behold, I will do a new thing, / Now it shall spring forth; / Shall you not know it? / I will even make a road in the wilderness / And rivers in the desert. / ~Isaiah 43:19 Stock Credits: / http://machaimatsuda.deviantart.com/ / http://night-fate-stock.deviantart.com/ / http://www.sxc.hu/ / Jean Scheijen | www.vierdrie.nl
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Where there is Peace, there is Culture; Where there is Culture, there is Peace. Words by Nicholas Roerich Nicholas Roerich,( 1874 -1947) Paintings by Nicholas Roerich – Music by Buddha-Bar and Vangelis There is a wonderful collection of work by Nicholas Roerich which is housed at Nicholas Roerich Museum in New York – and is well worth a visit. Nicholas and Helena Roerich by Ruth A.Drayer – is a wonderful book and really worth a read. These are two people I admire greatly. I dedicate this painting to Nicholas. Helena’s will come shortly. Painting inspired by Nicholas Roerich, using mixed media. August 29th 2009
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LISTEN TO THIS as this is the inspiration for this piece and poem / The dust has settled on a forgotten tongue / My people wander on land forced on us / The struggle is a constant companion, a crow out of sight / The vision quest blows like kinnick kinnick smoke / The breath of the buffalo is hot on your fortune / Your arrows break and fall short of the hunt / Stolen / Stolen / Stolen / The Elders lay their faces on the Earth and blame it all on your mothers 2 images combined to make a point
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My Website Location: Mt Buninyong, Victoria 7 Days 7 Weeks Sister love why don’t you break it up, / You got to let someone look into your heart / Sister love how do you keep it up, / If you don’t let no-one look into your heart / As a kid you couldn’t live it up / You were so serious but always so smart / As a kid couldn’t keep it up / And we were never close / So much apart Here comes the sun smiling / How long have you been blue? / There’d ever be a time for us to recapture / All the time we lose (I want to give that to you) There was a time when you were being so proud / Could have been anything that you aspired / There was a time when you were never around / When something good happened / Something good happened right / So sister love I’ll help you off the ground / You got to let someone look into your heart / You got to turn this situation around / You got to turn this, turn it around Here comes the sun smiling / How long have you been blue? / There’d ever be a time for us to recapture / All the time we lose Cause it’s plain to see / A storm is not the weather / And I’m telling you girl / You’ll look at them and smile / 7 days you should be giving yourself / All your belongings / And all that you treasure / 7 weeks you think of nobody else / Is this what you want / Is this what you are? / How did it come this far? Here comes the sun smiling / The only thing that’s true / There’d ever be a time for us to recapture / All the time we lose Cause it’s plain to see / A storm is not the weather / And i’m telling you girl / You’ll look at them and smile / ♥ / dEUS
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This is one of my favorite songs and so I wanted to share it with you. I Hope You Dance As of December 12, 2009 ~ 166 views / December, 2009 ~ Top Ten Winner Inspired Art I hope you never lose your sense of wonder / You get your fill to eat / But always keep that hunger / May you never take one single breath for granted / God forbid love ever leave you empty handed / I hope you still feel small / When you stand by the ocean / Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens / Promise me you’ll give faith a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance / I hope you dance / I hope you dance I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance / Never settle for the path of least resistance / Living might mean taking chances / But they’re worth taking / Lovin’ might be a mistake / But it’s worth making / Don’t let some hell bent heart / Leave you bitter / When you come close to selling out / Reconsider / Give the heavens above / More than just a passing glance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance / I hope you dance. Title: Lee Ann Womack – I Hope You Dance / Artist: Lee Ann Womack Lyrics /
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featured in Globes, Sphere’s&Curves 11-24-2009 / featured in I Got The Music In Me 11-12-2009 / featured in Friends of RedBubble 11-02-2009 / featured in Valentines&Hearts 11-01-2009 / featured in The World As We See It 11-01-2009 One man one goal one mission, / One heart one soul just one solution, / One flash of light yeah one god one vision One flesh one bone, / One true religion, / One voice one hope, / One real decision, / Wowowowo gimme one vision No wrong no right, / I’m gonna tell you there’s no black and no white, / No blood no stain, / All we need is one world wide vision One flesh one bone, / One true religion, / One voice one hope, / One real decision, / Wowowowowowo I had a dream, / When I was young, / A dream of sweet illusion, / A glimpse of hope and unity, / And visions of one sweet union, / But a cold wind blows, / And a dark rain falls, / And in my heart it shows, / Look what they’ve done to my dream Vision, / Give me your hands, / Give me your hearts, / I’m ready, / There’s only one direction, / One world and one nation, / Yeah one vision No hate no fight, / Just excitation, / All through the night, / It’s a celebration wowowowo yeah One one one One flesh one bone, / One true religion, / One voice one hope, / One real decision Gimme one night, / Gimme one hope, / Just gimme, / One man one man, / One bar one night, / One day hey hey, / Just gimme gimme gimme / Fried chicken / / Apophysis, Incendia & PSP
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I have posted the lyrics to this song before, however, I thought of the same song while creating this artwork of Mary holding Jesus as a baby. Photograph of a statue of Mary and Jesus as a baby; enchanced with several software programs. For a beautiful song, listen here Mary did you know that your baby boy will one day walk on water? / Mary did you know that your baby boy will save our sons and daughters? / Did you know that your baby boy has come to make you new? / This child that you’ve delivered, will soon deliver you. Mary did you know that your baby boy will give sight to a blind man? / Mary did you know that your baby boy will calm a storm with his hand? / Did you know that your baby boy has walked where angels trod? / And when you kiss your little baby, you have kissed the face of God.
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