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Title from a poem “Buttercup, Poppy, Forget-me-Not” by Eugene Field (1850–1895). An 18 layer composite produced in Photoshop and Painter.
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The bravery of being out of range….... Well it’s one of those amazing statements that conjures up a similar image for everyone…WAR For me it was the pilots who were instructed to drop the atomic bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki. But then I continued the train of thought…...... and as the song suggests, and Danny elaborated, we can all be accused of ‘The bravery of being out of range’. It applies to so much of our everyday life. If I had Scott’s talent I would have illustrated a woman giving birth whilst her partner looks on, a teacher in a classroom, or me! attempting to penitrate the bonds of the merry men (how do you illustrate that?). But I don’t have the talent, so what I have created comes back to my original thought….WAR. Sjem quoted “War is old men talking and young men dying” Odysseus, Troy (the movie). I love this statement but does it continue on from there? / Do we perpetuate the story by glorifying its devastation? poets are inspired to write poetry about it / historians are inspired to write documentries about it / film makers are inspired to make movies about it / artists are inspired to create art about it / musicians are inspired to play music about it / designers are inspired to design t-shirts about it (myself included) Maybe, in the end, we all encourage war one way or another – as artists, we speculate on an experience we haven’t had, and therefore are perhaps the truest version of the brave who are out of range. other work by nook
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“All the charm of all the Muses… / often flowering in a lonely word.” Alfred, Lord Tennyson Face: SD-stock http://sd-stock.deviantart.com/art/Spring-Wall-Hanging-63930447 / Textures: Hibbary http://hibbary.deviantart.com/art/paper-textures-75974801 / Brushes: Merrym http://merrym.deviantart.com / Swirls: http://www.sxc.hu/photo/941243 / Smoke: http://www.sxc.hu/photo/704194 / All else: My own photo stock ©2007-2008 Aimee Stewart, Foxfires / All of my artwork and photographs are © All Rights Reserved Worldwide. / My artwork and photos do not belong to the public domain.
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Because You're Not A Poet
by Jboo09Don’t forget dear, / that I am a poet / I could slaughter you with words like razor blades
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Dead Poets Series Something goes and something stops. / Something hides its face and cries; / Something shivers; something dies. / I love blue ribbons brought from fairs; / You love sitting splitting hairs. / I love truth, and so do you . . . / Tell me, is it truly true? From Quarrel by Elinor Wylie, 1885 – 1928 Copyright in the USA on written works is life of the author plus 70 years. Ms. Wylie died in 1928, Copyright expired in 1998 – FYI FEATURED by THE SISTERHOOD FEATURED by C.O.R.E. FEATURED by SmudgeArt Network / MCN: CB257-A3477-68FFC PUBLIC DOMAIN IMAGE SOURCE Free Textures by CG Textures Visit Active Art
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7 Shape Vector drawn by hand from scratch in Xara Xtreme. A hero of mine; a writer from the gutter of LA, wrote fantastic poems, short stories and novels. Some Charles Bukowski Poems / More Info About Charles Bukowski / —— /
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a visual tale of madness and drug abuse
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pencil embellished limited-edition print of pencil drawing “Heliotroped” See if you can find the poem that was tucked into this print and then sent to me anonymously. Plus there are a few T’s in my Clothing section featuring this image (or parts of it…): / Turned tree T Galactically bent T-shirt Turned solar T-shirt
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Nobody who was at Rochford Winery will forget Leonard’s three encores. There was a glorious silence and awe when he performed the majestic Famous Blue Raincoat… After almost three hours on stage…a true legend…
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In Ode, Intimations of Immortality from Reflections of Early Childhood, William Wordswoth wrote: Though nothing can bring back the hour / Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower / We will grieve not, but rather find / Strength in what remains behind. I was reminded of those lines when I saw a single blade of grass that had gone to seed and was blooming deep in the woods. The tiny flowers were a sight to behold.
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Dead Poets Series Perhaps if Death is kind, and there can be returning, / We will come back to earth some fragrant night, / And take these lanes to find the sea, and bending / Breathe the same honeysuckle, low and white. We will come down at night to these resounding beaches / And the long gentle thunder of the sea, / Here for a single hour in the wide starlight / We shall be happy, for the dead are free. If Death Is Kind by Sara Teasdale, 1884 – 1933 / MCN: C7648-B7B91-F08DE FEATURED by C.O.R.E. Visit Active Art Free Textures by CG Textures Death Mask Image Link Parisian Woman at Mirror Image Link Translation of Parisian Woman Description / From German to English: The Parisian with her toilet; the toilet of an elegant Parisian is a very important business which wants to be procured with all care and under dedication of the belonging time involved. There is never not enough good will, because the toilet was always a favorite employment of the Parisian and has remained it up to the today. Our pictures let some pursue of the most essential phases of the toilet, from the moment where the Parisian steps to her washing table, around to begin her beauty work, up to the end which the application of the pearl neckband calls. One does not ask, how long the completion of the piece of art lasted when which presents itself the toilet of a Parisian.
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Tennyson, Byron and Burns and Scott…all poets from long ago. I’m so priviledged to have these books. They have been in my family for such a long time. Tennyson for 109 years, Byron for 122 years and Burns and Scott for 129 years. They are so old and fragileand I carefully turn the pages and read some poems. I’m transported back in time with each reading. / Featured in Art for Bubble Hosts on 14 May 2009 / Uploaded 17 January 2009 Placed in the top ten of the Womans Photographer Group Challenge 17 April 2009
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Emily Dickinson again: The daisy follows soft the sun, / And when his golden walk is done, / Sits shyly at his feet. / He, waking, finds the flower near. / “Wherefore, marauder, art thou here?” / “Because, sir, love is sweet!” / / We are the flower, Thou the sun! / Forgive us, if as days decline, / We nearer steal to Thee, / Enamoured of the parting west, / The peace, the flight, the amethyst, / Night’s possibility!
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Dead Poets Series All that we see or seem / Is but a dream within a dream / Edgar Allan Poem, circa 1849 / MCN:CC123-84DDB-9B03D Active Art Free Textures by CG Textures PUBLIC DOMAIN IMAGE SOURCE Dream Within A Dream
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Johnny in love…
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One more photo composite. FEATURED in Gods and Goddesses ~ many thanks to the group hosts! Beautiful female model, with thanks! / Handsome guy~with thanks! This photo was inspired by the brilliant poetic work of Linaji who gave me permission to post her poem, Skip This Moment. Profound thanks and abundant hugs to Linaji!! Skip This Moment / I want to skip this moment, / It is painful / Pain / Feeling a squeeze in the eyes / tightening of the forehead / Solar plexus feels the beginnings of / The pinpointed black hole / Insatiable and resistant / Sucking sounds like moans from a moth / Mind goes foggy this time as / I don’t want to know / why / Cause I know / Why / I want to skip this moment / It is painful, / No torture legislation needed nor / CIA sponges soaking me drowning me / Perhaps that is preferable / Just that feeling I won’t have what / I want / Feeling the first drops roll down my / Cheek / The left one. / The words start to form in the brain / ‘I miss him’ Linaji 2009
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subject: Henry Charles Bukowski (1920 – 1994) was an influential Los Angeles poet and novelist. Bukowski’s writing was heavily influenced by the geography and atmosphere of his home city of Los Angeles. A prolific author, Bukowski wrote thousands of poems, hundreds of short stories, and six novels, eventually having more than fifty books in print. He is often remembered as “The Poet Laureate of Skid Row”. read more on wikipedia.org / ............................................................................................. / medium: Charcoal pencils on 185gsm Arches medium-tooth paper. All materials are acid-free and archival. / ............................................................................................. / size: 29.7×42cm (A3). A 1cm border on all sides has been left unmarked. / ............................................................................................. / / ............................................................................................. / New original art listed every Sunday night in my eBay store
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I’ve tried the new moon tilted in the air / Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster / As you might try a jewel in your hair. / I’ve tried it fine with little breadth of luster, / Alone, or in one ornament combining / With one first-water start almost shining. I put it shining anywhere I please. / By walking slowly on some evening later, / I’ve pulled it from a crate of crooked trees, / And brought it over glossy water, greater, / And dropped it in, and seen the image wallow, / The color run, all sorts of wonder follow….... Words by American poet Robert Frost (1874 -1963) Painting using acrylic, inks and pigment. / 102×42cm Music – Momentos de Paz – Phoenix Appeal and see all the other artists that are helping victims of The Bushfires in whatever way they can. Your work counts and Australia needs your support….Please Help! Please join The Wildlife Appeal Group – & – Phoenix Appeal and see all the other artists that are helping victims of The Bushfires in whatever way they can. Your work counts and Australia needs your support….Please Help!
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(Series 1 of 2) / / Here is “Coy Kiss” as it is currently framed / A suggestion for frame and mat style through RedBubble Acrylic on Canvas, 24”x36” Framed / Available: $2400 / There are currently several inquires for purchase. However if you are interested in the original painting or have any questions please don’t hesitate to e-mail me. To describe my painting I have chosen an excerpt from the written work, Venus and Adonis by William Shakespeare ...”Never did passenger in summer’s heat / More thirst for drink than she for this good turn. / Her help she sees, but help she cannot get; / She bathes in water, yet her fire must burn: / ‘O! pity,’ ‘gan she cry, ‘flint-hearted boy: / ‘Tis but a kiss I beg; why art thou coy?...” A hearty thanks to my friend Rebecca Cruz who let me paint her lovely photo titled Koi / Her gallery is wonderful and full of bold, colorful and beautiful work! Please take a look! / CarrieGlennStudios.Com / My Zazzle Gallery
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Title from a poem by Emily Dickinson I hide myself within my flower, / That wearing on your breast, / You, unsuspecting, wear me too— / And angels know the rest. / / I hide myself within my flower, / That, fading from your vase, / You, unsuspecting, feel for me / Almost a loneliness.
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Insanity
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a crisp morning in the mountains. “the fog” keep clumping and moving about in these type shapes. there was no breeze. Paranormal The Norm
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