Pastels
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Life is what happens while you’re busy making other plans Get up from your seat and get out there Live a little Who knows? You might even end up having a good time.
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Portrait of Laura. Pastel on Paper
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One of my recent excursions into pastels
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Pastels on Paper… / The moment we have is all that we have. we must live our lives in the omnipresent awareness that this is the case. / it is a tragedy that our lives are built of such structures so inviolable and FINITE. / ... our only choice is to live beautifully… that these moments are full, that we live hard, live with passion and kindness. / it’s the metaphor running throguh all of my work… / we are doomed to live in linear time, and we have to die. / therefore… the moments that we can choose to form well… / become infinitely more precious. the girls are holding each other in the face of the annihilation of the moment, and in the terrible sadness that it is gone, now, and gone and gone. / SOCIAL MECHANICS The hell in the wall. I’ve never been able to understand social mechanics. It seems that people will have an intense dislike for me and I can never work out why. I slip through the fabric of the social menagerie and seem to offend people every step I take. I am not cruel or vindictive. I don’t have that in my nature. I guess it might be that I get angry and lose my temper and wax lyrical in the face of stupidity, but I don’t do that very often. It remains an eternal mystery to me. People float in and out, sometimes they’re cruel, sometimes flippant, but always enigmatic, and I feel like I have (of course) a scream in my throat at the absoluteness of the lack of communication. We’re all fucked up, some of us have been crippled by life’s great turning wheels, and yet there is no solidarity. Someone will ask me a question and I feel like beginning my sentence by explaining that they might not be able to hear me because of the pane of glass between us; the separation of experience and memory and the inadequacy of the tools that we have for communicating with each other. / I don’t get it, I never have. Most people only exist for me as a collection of unexplained actions that happened to occur within my field of vision. And yet I am DESPERATE to communicate. It seems like my every action is driven by the need to explain, the need to bridge the loneliness and by so doing stifle the despair. Is that in itself an offensive thing? What is it about me that I need to change? / It exists everywhere in equal proportions, a universal silence under and inside the endless chatter. Shouting out our apathy and miscommunication. There is a world – consciousness, or at least world hegemony, and that is that we are universally alone. / Existing through books is not enough. I guess I’ve always known that. C.S. Lewis said that we read to know that we’re not alone. But it doesn’t really work like that; we read and find that we think or feel along similar lines to another person, yes, and so we are relieved. But this is a person that we will probably never meet, and certainly if we did we would be unlikely to be able to communicate with them at all, let alone on the level that they had communicated with us. It’s one way. I think that that’s why I am always giving my books to other people, – it touched me, can it touch you too? Are we alike? In this, if in nothing else? / I have this thing where I feel like my every action is unconditionally controlled. Not in the sense that I have absolute control, more that I MUST maintain it. It feels like my hands will fly up of their own accord, scattering everything in their flight. Or that my legs will kick out by themselves in the middle of a conversation with someone. Or sometimes like I must rigidly control the muscles in my face so as not to let them slip into what it feels like they naturally desire to do. If I let my masque slip, there will be a twitching grimace that will assert itself in a spasm that will gain control of my face. My features will collapse into the gargoyle that many seem to find in my traditional and bland features. I will be sibilance and palsy. / But time is so slow so slow to me now People seem to me to be moving in stutters of motion and talking in riddles, though that in itself is nothing new. / No, not anything new at all.When someone asks how it is that you are miserable, look at Johnny, he’s got cancer and both his parents have just died and have you smelled his breath? It’s tragic. How can you be sad, look at your life, you have everything? I have always thought, well, I’m sad for Johnny too now. And I’m guilty, that’s for sure. And I’m sad for the kid I taught when I was on teaching prac’ that was so wrapped up in autism she couldn’t even fucking see, and I’m sad for the old woman I saw all covered in makeup and perfume for NOONE and I’m sad for the aboriginal kid I saw today, who’s father’s shattered alcoholic face was buried in her sweet golden hair.
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Pastel on Kitty Wallis sanded paper, from “The White Album” series. “He’s a real Nowhere Man, sitting in his Nowhere Land…” ~ The Beatles
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Arctic fox, also known as the white fox, it is native to the cold Arctic regions of the Northern Hemisphere. It has deep thick fur to cope with such extreme weather conditions and has the warmest fur of any mammal. / Dawn’s website / for other items see my other site Zazzle.com under dawnmcininch / / / / Also available as a Tee
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Another of the New York exhibition. Hera was also one of the largest and has a lot of impact. The reaction is mixed from those who adore the openness to those who found it made them feel vulnerable. Again the subject is soft pastel, the surrounding work is mixed, but mainly acrylic, inks, gold, etc
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tempera and pastel on mdf
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Original painting by Yuriy Shevchuk / Soft pastel on Fabriano black pastel paper / 33×70 cm www.shevchukart.com All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Yuriy Shevchuk. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of any of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from myself is prohibited. All rights reserved.
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Wolves are an endangered creature, for too long we have missed their woeful song but through careful conservation they can walk and sing freely. Pastels. / Dawn’s website / For other items see my other site Zazzle.com under dawnmcininch / / /
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Pastel drawing with Apophysis overlays / Sold as a medium sized mounted print in October 2009 to a redbubble buyer and as a T shirt “Horses In My Dreams” Horses in my dreams / Like waves, like the sea / They pull out of here / They pull, they are free / Rode a horse round the world / Along the tracks of a train / Broke the record, found the gold / Set myself free again / I have pulled myself clear / I have pulled myself clear / I have pulled myself clear / Silent, I have pulled myself clear / Horses in my dreams / Like waves, like the sea / On the tracks of a train / Set myself free again / I have pulled myself clear / I have pulled myself clear / I have pulled myself clear / Silent, I have pulled myself clear P J Harvey
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Candy on white plate in light pink lighting
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tempera and pastel on mdf / cm 46×94
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tempera and pastel on mdf dalias,sunflowers and ipomea in my garden
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Reloaded as it wasn’t showing on activity lists! Having tried to get her to pose for me and failing on the whole, I gave up and she started playing with her NDS… well i grabbed two scarves she has, which were freebies from the local Wok Buffet Restaurant and managed to get them to stay on her head and snapped about 10 shots whilst she was playing, every odd shot I had to say DS down as it was getting higher and higher and was in the picture! Well this is the result and I actually quite like it! Natural light through the window. Aged 8 years. Nikon D40 18-55mm
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Acriylic on canson paper. Inspired by the following experience! My partner & I were in the Gulf country he was working on a bulldozer & I was sitting in the tray back sketch book in hand. We heard a noise in the distance that sounded like a train. Twenty minutes later a willy willy arrived stripping every thing in its path! Trees & branches were swept up and were whirling and swirling overhead! Luckily we were able to take shelter in the cab! My partner is the wizard in this painting and we are riding the Willy Willy! / / / featured in Works On Paper / featured in Globes, Spheres and Curves
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Pastel on Colourfix paper – 50cm x 35cm Another example of my fascination with water! The Howqua River runs through the area known as the High Country which is in the Mansfield area of Northern Victoria. I did this painting (and a few others) during a camping trip a couple of years ago. The time of day here is late afternoon/early evening. The Howqua area is another truly beautiful part of Australia. Featured in the Rural Around the Globe group – Feb 2009 / Featured in Realist Paintings about Water group – Feb 2009 / Featured in Creative Cards – July 2009 / Featured in First Things group – July 2009 / Challenge Winner – Forest Magic Challenge in Mornings & Evenings, Sunbeams & Storms – Dec. 2009
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9×12 pastel on Tiziano paper I can’t seem to get “Tangerine” by Led Zeppelin out of my head right now. “The Living reflection of a dream”. What kind of woman inspired those words? Some songs just get lodged in your head and stay there for days and days. Tangerine video link
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9×12 soft pastel and gold oil pastel on Colorfix paper. Featured in Fantasy Art, Hairstyles, The Sisterhood, Pentacle Passions, The Divine Feminine, and Unconventional Artistry / (Another Klimt inspired piece). / I am very excited right now to be hosting a new group on Red Bubble, THE DIVINE FEMININE. I have been thinking a lot about the Divine Feminine and am reading a lot of the writings that came out of the 11th to 13th centuries. These writings encompass the stories of Camelot and “courtly love”. No other works in history have celebrated the Divine Feminine more than these. / In a time where the Catholic Church was brutally stomping out anything and anyone that honored the Divine Feminine, the writers of these stories had to hide their real intentions. They wrote some of the greatest love stories and poems of all time. To the unlearned these were just romantic tales, but to the initiates of the mysteries these were symbolic tales that would keep the Divine Feminine alive in the collective conscious until the goddess was able to return. / There are many stories of Nimue and Merlin. Merlin was the greatest wizard that ever lived and Nimue was the girl he fell in love with. The stories usually have Nimue using her feminine charms to entice Merlin into teaching her all of his sorcerery and then she uses her newly learned magic to bring Merlin to his death, making her the ultimate femme fatale. / To the Church authorities this story would have been allowed because it shows how women are evil temptresses that can even bring the death of the greatest sorcerer, but it’s truth was hidden in it’s symbolism. The writers of these Courtly love tales believed that all women were to be honored as the goddess, and it was through the love of the goddess that man transcended this world and became immortal. / Merlin would have been able to predict his own death, and yet he willingly hung out with Nimue. In one tale Nimue changes him into a hawthorn tree. The hawthorn tree to the ancient Celts was the symbol for the chalice itself (the Holy Grail). It held the divine secrets of everlasting life. Therefore Merlin became one with those divine secrets by way of Nimue (the goddess).
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12×18 pastel on Wallis sanded paper This is the first of a series I plan to do on the elemental wind spirits of the four directions. The Wind of the East is the wind of rebirth and of Spring. Our ancient ancestors always knew what direction they were facing and connected with the spirits of all directions. By connecting with these ancient spirits too we can begin to feel connected to the Oneness of all that is. Face the East and feel Spring’s soft wind blowing through you, connecting you to your beginning and releasing you of all you no longer need. Also from the series: /
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This is a piece that I have been working on for a few weeks. It was not an easy one to start, and it was not an easy one to stop. My favorite saying is: ‘Keep it simple’, so I tried to keep this simple. Ancient prophesy says that there will be a time when all of the truths will be revealed… when the fog that has been surrounding us all will be lifted. This is that time, and this is the piece that represents the moment that we are living now. Watercolor, colored pencil and chalk pastel on 100 lb. cover stock paper.
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This is a series I started shortly after my older brother Darren’s wedding in March this year. / I couldn’t afford a wedding present for him and I felt terrible about it, so I decided to start drawing a belated wedding present for them. / This is the work that I am most proud of to date. / I started the first one in April and finished the last one in June. / It was an epic body of work that I had to keep going back to between commisions. I have been dying to post this first installment since I finished it on April 20th 2009, but restrained myself until all three were completed. / Special thanks to Mark at Perceptions Photography for giving me permission to use the reference photo (which you can see on his website) Derwent Pastel Pencils and Windsor & Newton Pastels on Beige Canson Paper / Completed 18th June, 2009
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So many things to do, so many lives, so many fragile hearts! Colorex watercolor and Sennelier pastel on Lanaquarelle 300 lb. paper. 76×56 cm.
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Captured in Rovinj Croatia while walking through the village
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