Red spiral
525 creative works found
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A close up of a rose with morning dewdrops.
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Forms (or Ideas), and not the material world of change known to us through sensation, possess the highest and most fundamental kind of reality. (Plato)
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Taken on Fuji S3Pro
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A small part of a large painting using acrylics on canvas See more images @ www.deborah-holman.co.uk
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The spiral in this fractal reminded me of a cyclone and the swirling winds. / /
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Acrylics on canvas 4ft by 3ft www.deborahholman.co.uk
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an original illustration of a stylized mommy elephant and her two babies in the forest
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I don’t know if the title made her justice , if you have any title ideeas please let me know. (Watercolor on paper) I’ll come back with a better image.
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The undulating shapes of Antelope Canyon brought alive by the light. A candidate for my soon to be released dedsert calendar. Thumbs up or down?
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Many Native American Medicine Society’s, in almost every tribe consisted of a society of women, or bringers of the rain that nurtures the abundance of their food sources. The Three Sisters ~ corn, beans and squash fed many tribal peoples as a regular staple when game, fish and other crops were not plentiful. The WhirlWind Buffalo Sisterhood began just before Miracle, the white buffalo calf was born in Wisconsin, on August 20, 1994. A rainbow culture promising peace among all nations and all people, stressing equality and opposing any superior race that controls or conquers other peoples. The Unity of all colors, all creeds, all beliefs, working together for the good of the whole and when all pathways to wholeness are respected by all cultures, the prophesy of the Whirling Rainbow will be completed. When the time of the White Buffalo, the third generation of White eyes children will grow their hair and speak of love as the healer of the Children of the Earth. These children will seek new ways of understanding themselves and others. They will wear feathers and beads and paint their faces. They will seek the Elders of the Red Race and drink of their wisdom. These white-eyes will be a sign that the ancestors are returning in white bodies, but they are red on the inside. They will learn to walk the Earth Mother in balance again and reform the ideas of the white chiefs. These children will be tested as they were when they were Red ancestors by unnatural substances, like firewater, to see if they can remain on the Sacred Path. After the time when the buffalo returned, the generation following the Flower Children would see the dawning of the Fifth World of Peace. Appearing to those who see, would be a Sun Dog, or full rainbow circle around the Sun that has bright white lights at the Four Directions, a rare natural phenomena. Enough of the Earth Children will be awakened to carry the responsibility of the teachings and the healing process will begin in full swing. Many will remember their “purpose” for being here on Earth and will develop their gifts to assist humanity. Truth will shatter the bonds of separation and goodness will prevail with tolerance, acceptance and understanding. The WhirlWind Buffalo Sisterhood has consistently sought knowledge that changes lies to truths, that have made us mistrust one another and replace the illusion of separation with the truth of UNITY. In non-violence and peaceful energetic, teach that a worthy opponent will present lessons to make us grow beyond any high drama and into a sense of unity within Self, to then share with others remembering that any challenges to unity are equal to our ability to overcome them. The buffalo symbolized not only the strength of the Whirlwind, but also prosperity and abundance ~ the past 15 years, since Miracles’ birth ~ the Tribe of All Nations has been gathering physically, mentally, emotionally, tribally, socially, morally and spiritually all over the world, even more so with cyber-space communications. Can you deeply, completely and profoundly accept yourself and others with all the faults, problems and limitations, as well as the gifts, strengths and ability to love? / ©tkrosevear~WindOwl Mandala sketch photographed, painted, edited and merged with Buffalo photograph in photoshop7 with final editing in redfield plug-in fractilius. For Spirit of Native American Buffalo Challenge. RAINBOWS
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A new design amde with UF, celebrating spring again. LOL Thank you very much for the support and faves. :)
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The heavy heart sinks to the bottom of the pool of existence, / oblivious to the beauty of the ripples it creates across the surface of time… Self-absorbed, such a burdened heart, drifts slowly downwards in darkness, unaware of the magic that occurs when its waves touch the shore and return, or intermingle with the ripples of others to create intricate patterns of light and colour. / In the downward spiral, the heavy heart remains blind to the sacred art of its passing where the circles of light extend ever outwards, revealing new directions it might have taken if it had only once let go and looked up… PLEASE view larger…
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Sophia
by MoonSpiral18×24 acrylic on canvas Thought it would be fun to do some goddesses in a kind of pop realism style. This is the Gnostic goddess, the feminine half of God and the mind of God, or the Divine Wisdom. Red Bubble homepage 10-6-09 close up of Sophia: / Check her out on a red tee:
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Made with Ultra Fractal; bolts of silk that I found in a very special market…Thank you very much for the support and faves. :)
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designed in Apophysis postwork in PS
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They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me it I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one / She stared in my eyes and smiled / For her lips were the colour of the roses / That grew down the river, all bloody and wild When he knocked on my door and entered the room / My trembling subsided in his sure embrace / He would be my first man, and with a careful hand / He wiped out the tears that ran down my face They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me it I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day On the second day I brought her a flower / She was more beautiful than any woman I’d seen / I said, “Do you know where the wild roses grow, / so sweet and scarlet and free?” On the second day he came with a single red rose / He said: “Give me your loss and your sorrow” / I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed / “If I show you the roses will you follow?” They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me that I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day On the third day he took me to the river / He showed me the roses and we kissed / And the last thing I heard was a muttered word / As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow / And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief / And I kissed her goodbye, said, “All beauty must die” / And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me it I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day / For my name was Eliza Day / For my name was Eliza Day / / /
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