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disconnected connection limited edition of 25,numbered and signed / Hahnemuehle Bamboo rag art paper 50×75cms @ / $390.- including postage / please contact me directly / jess.tremp@gmail.com other limited edition prints here
Old self portrait. When I wanted to share my story but couldn’t because I felt it was too ugly. Some people talk about their problems. Some people make pictures in Photoshop. © Cadence Gamache
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sometimes we just do not choose to stop thinking thoughts that cause us deep pain and saddness. I know this to be true. One day after much help from the desire that was great in my heart to be relieved of such painful choices, I finally saw the light after many years of searching for my truth. / When I came to understand that my own choice of thoughts made me feel either good or bad I began to be conscious of my thinking and started to take full responsibility for my thoughts. What freedom I have discovered in taking responsibility for my happiness. I do not have to depend on people places or things to make a choice of a thought that feels a little better or a little worse or continue to think exactly what is causing my own pain. It is a daily practice and I am not perfect at it. Infact I can go for a few days with thoughts that are quite painful. But you know.. it beats years of it!! / Years to months to days to weeks to hours to minutes to NOW.. / I am shooting for IMMEDIATE GRATIFACATION.. TEE HEE…
People are sliced and diced every day for cosmetic/plastic / surgery just because they think they are unattractive and / they aren’t what is in the magazine. Everyone feels inferior to / some one on the physical aspect. People who don’t need / corrective surgery are allowed to get it to enhance their ‘self-esteem’. All Stock Found At DA: Model: intergalactics / Textures: blood—stock, Texturemattic, and amptone-stock All were approved .
The Scream is basically a piece about violence against women, a subject that really sensitizes me not only for being a woman, but also for being human and for dreaming and working for a better world based on respect and equality. I didn’t want a piece that was oppressing or showed only the pain of the violence or abuse. I wanted something dynamic, that could have a “voice”, that could help people to reflect about how to change things. The symbolism of the piece is quite simple and direct. There’s a dual figure in the center. She might be the same woman in two different attitudes, if you like. The red-haired one is scared and in pain. She holds her bleeding heart and wears a mask to keep herself hidden from judgment or other losses. She might be the one who was raped in a party after drinking too much, the one who was abused for a family member but preferred to hide in order to do not cause disturbances in the family, the one who was beaten for her husband but kept silent for fear of losing her children. She might be one of the Congo women. She might be me, or you. The black-haired woman doesn’t wear a mask. She is screaming – although sometimes I think that she is in fact singing. What she releases from within herself is a bird, red as life. Is the desire for freedom from a world conquered by force, not love. She screams her right to be treated as a human being instead of a second-class citizen, as a partner instead of a subordinate. Her right to express her own ideas and have their own attitudes without being demonized for them. There are also masks at the bottom, a pile of masks without faces behind them. They once belonged to women who decided to scream instead of keep silent and anonymous. That decided to stop pretending that that’s how the world is and there’s nothing that can be done to change it. But there’s so much one can do just by having a voice… And use it to demand respect for being human is urgent.
Featured on RB Feature Page Featured in Fine Art Composites SP Copyright / In Your Solitude In your solitude…..when no one is around / Just before you fall asleep / When you travel in silence / When you wake at dawn / Just before you open your eyes / When you walk those lonely paths / and look into the snow / When the photographs in your mind / seep into your day / You will always know / the hurt you administered / into my soul TMac
Dedicated in loving memory of Mitch LeFever. (May 10,1973-January 17,2008) / Rest in peace my dear….I love you. xoxoxo
Stock pic of BG provided by Don Wright. http://www.eyefetch.com/image.aspx?ID=651251 “The childhood memories(or flashbulb pictures as they are commonly referred to) of my parents are all larger than life, looming demons of fury. Twisted angry faces, lunging at me quicker than I can get away from them, hands grabbing me, hitting me, HURTING me. Huge features…the point of view from the child who is physically much smaller than they are. I always try and remember that when I am dealing with my daughter. Get down on the floor…don’t tower over her when I’m angry. Fear is not want I want her to remember me by. / / It’s in me though…there have been moments of pure rage and fury when I have wanted to pick her up and force her to do my bidding. I walk away…I give myself a time out instead of giving her one. I found her in my arms once with that look on her face….she was scared. / I wanted to throw up. / I live everyday comparing myself to my parents. I’ve learned everything I should NEVER do from them. / If I do the opposite of what they would have done we might just be O.K. /
This watercolor by artist Paul Jackson captures 42nd Street in Midtown Manhattan on a rainy day. The pelican stopped for a quick “Detour” on it’s way to the Fulton Fish Market. Completed in 2008, this 22” X 36” painting is part of the Paul Jackson New York watercolor series. Detour won The Margery Soroka Memorial Award from the American Watercolor Society.
Hi Everyone!!! ☺ I´m sorry for possibly posting duplicates of something that i might already have posted at my original stridsberg-account Thanks for stopping by! ☺ And as always…keep an eye on my own website for my most recent work and my pointless blog: Sincerly Andreas Stridsberg www.mystic-pic.com
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It was murder on the art board… / This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-No Derivative Works 2.5 Australia License
This item is temporarily not for sale. Stay tuned. / woman: Mjranum-stock from DA / My own texture. I was in a rut a while back. / I thank all of you who responded with such positiveness. XO to you! / You could possibly see this image as painfull. / I see it as an awakening, / “Breaking Through” / Love to you all, Leah Copyright Notice: / All images are the property of ©Leah Highland and may not be used wholly or in part without the prior written permission by email, including copying, duplicating, manipulating, printing, / publishing (even on a web site), reproducing, storing, or transmitting by any means.
How long can you weep in silence? / Soon, the pain will be unbearable. / If you’re not careful, you’d lose your mind.. / And maybe even, your life.. A remake of one of my previous photomanipulation, Silenced as you can see here: Done in photoshop. Photos and drawings used to make up this piece are my own shots taken and drawings done. Comments and critics will be appreciated. Thank you! n_n Vector and Raster Prints: /
It seems to rise from deep within us…. / yet maybe even beyond us…. / a sadness that defies our understanding / or our very will, / a sadness that comes from a place outside of our own existence… / that engulfs us indomitably. We who walk the Earth so gently, / know that this connection, / stronger than the gravity that holds us to her, / brings with it the knowledge of her pain / and the infinite lifetimes of sorrow. / Is this the source of our unknown sadness? This ancient wellspring from within the heart of the Earth… / wells up and breaks forth, flowing through us, / the tears of eternity, the pain of the ancient ones, / a sadness that knows no bounds, / to be set free through us, through our hearts and eyes, / and opening us to receive the flow of awareness, / healing and a renewed potential for life.
ALL SALES OF THIS IMAGE WILL BE DONATED TO JUST GIVING – TRUEPOTENTIAL PROJECT 2009 For purchase go here Winning collaboration with Marina in a contest in “Bits and Pieces” .* It is a place we all have entered, / so many times, / A testimony to artists, / who gather in this shrine. / A door beckons “Enter”, / and mark your place in time, / A place to come together, / a place, / we call, / Divine. / A snapshot of our lives, / One kiss, / One wish, / the hunt for art sublime. / So come on / step forward / into the place / where pain subsides. Encaustic A3 / Hotplate.
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Me and my daughter Melanie in her teens, battling it out. Took the shot myself with the camera on self timer. Just told her to yell as loud as she could. It was scary how natural this came to her. Raising a daughter, especially through her teens, is about as emotionally draining as it gets. I knew support groups were available, but I opted for the mental scars… time will tell if that was the right path!!
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