oils on canvas. - I have chronic bipolar disorder… it sucks, mostly. I don’t seem to be able to stop being too hot or too cold. I should probably get a house with air conditioning (I will just spray the conditioner I have in my bathroom up n down and all around and see if that helps.) I USED to have air conditioning at my house – I wrote on the controls in purple felt tip pen “for permed or colour treated air.” / OK well I have done all the remarkably simple tasks necessary for this morning and for me they were mammoth undertakings requiring much sweat and most of all, courage. Just have to ignore all the fear and go DO IT ALL ANYWAY. / Hm…I love the names of paints. Not the ones that they come up with for you to paint your house with. I have always thought I would be good at that though – / For your lounge “winter ferret” and for your kitchen, “happy exploding sunflower” and in your dining room, “fragrant maroon mice” with a split level in “hungry hungry hippo.” / Or not. / Real paints have names like crimson alizarin, burnt umber, spectrum yellow, French ultramarine, titanium white and cobalt blue. Somehow more real they elicit possibility like a blank white canvas or a snow-white untouched high cotton yield watercolour sheet. Like a beach without footprints or a wide green field of soft grass. At the same time they threaten to overwhelm me with their original unsullied beauty. / So, anyhoo, I sit here, naked in the cold because I choose to be, because I don’t care. I do believe, I do, that we are brilliant and unique, random, an act of somewhere silent, sliding through the world on the diamond flaws that everyone tries so hard to believe. Arbitrary, indiscriminately created, hacked open and carved from the world. / I have been remiss but that does not indicate that I have not been paying attention. / The distress abates by degrees, and by degree it returns and haunts and hurts. This is how it has always been. / I have even been up of late, yes directly up not even dysphoric. Can feel my fingers and toes tingle all day for no reason in slow waves of pleasure, hold them before my face, bend at the hip to pick lavender and put it in my pocket. Stretch strong and beautiful in the morning sun. / Just the tantalizing threads of it in my blood making me bite my cheeks and begin, once more, to push the worlds of my mind onto paper, to hold their drifting and stinging forms. / And it surges and falls like the sea, beats like wind against glass in my head. It has been a few days since I felt the irrational pleasure throb through my limbs. But ah, yes ah YES I know it will be back and soon and I will whisper to it and brush its feathers and ask it to stay stay stay. / I have been being very careful. I have not worked to the extent that I know I can, that I am pushed to and pressured in the back of my mind. I have even held back from the truth of my desires and have been making works that are gentle and lyrical. Before the storm. I have rational rationale that I must follow before I get all carried away and covered in paint inside and out. I do feel in a kind of limbo. I don’t know if this is happiness or not. I am lonely and dissatisfaction nests in my mind. Of course, of course. But limbo is better than purgatory and purgatory is better than hell. Often I feel… vague and unreal. / I stare so keenly at the moments days weeks without knowing that I am actually mad – this time, it does not possess the defining edge of reality that the very distortion and pain brings. How odd. Ridiculous. / ABSURD. And while I have this stillness, this ineptitude for subsistence there is always the star monster, world eater, inside me. It is inside us all, somewhere, elsewhere, else-when, telling us, calling to us in the night… / Don’t ever stop asking don’t ever ever stop reaching the answer to the question what is the meaning of life is the question what is the meaning of life. Breathe the sweet breath of madness tie your mind to itself in switches and arcs of pleasure and lights and pain, in stutters and twitches and flights and bursts of colour in your vision. / We are all so bound to lucidity. To rationalism. Ah hell. And to it we eventually return. / I wish I was my cat (the cat is dead, long live the cat!) “I am a brother to dragons / I am a companion to owls. / My skin is black upon me. / And my bones are burned with heat.” Ah my friends, my loving mad friends. I do so hope we all survive. / Spin through the random sky… faithless, of course. Faith in what? Paul
This is about the third illustration I’ve ever done and I thought it turned out pretty well. It’s actually the first I’ve ever coloured so feedback is loved!! :P
Number three of the Musashi Wear designs.
Last but not least, Musashi Wear number five. This one took a while to draw, but I think I got the posture captured pretty well. Now to eat…
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Ok, It must be a flavour of the month thing with me at the moment with all this post-processing! I can’t get enough! / This couple appeared totally absorbed in each other until they were rudely disturbed by that passing vessel! :D / Captured during a Red Bubble Night Meet in Melbourne… / Thanks to these wonderful Melbourne based bubblers who came along and made the evening such a success… / Hien , Calvin and Allen!! / NaturalByNature / Lauren O’Keefe / Maree Toogood / Bronwen Hyde / Andrea Bosnack and friend!! :D / Stephanie Johnson / SpaceAce08 / Garyt581 / whoalse / Jodi Webb and Hubby! / John Robb / John Conway / Peter Marin / Chris W / Jenny Hall / / / / Art Folders… / / Entire Portfolio / Born From This Earth – Series / Hearts At War / Vehicular works / Architecture / Travel / B&W Photography / Transitional Industrial Utopian Series / Abstract / Models and Fashion Photography
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©2007-2009 Aimee Stewart, Foxfires – please see my CC Terms of Use before considering using this image for any personal or commercial use. Click Here —-- I’ve always had a fascination with koi. Their longevity, beauty… everything. And since I don’t have a koi pond… I created this piece to reflect how lovely I think they are. Koi: dark-dragon-stock http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/55179055/ Dholms / http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/22295250/ / & http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/6724114/ Parchment: leonawindrider / http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/45082779/ Thai pattern: sxc.hu http://www.sxc.hu/photo/68825 ©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.
The day you were born, the whole world was blessed / These thoughts in my mind to you I must confess / The time has come for me to express my true feelings / You are the center of my thoughts and the essence of my being You brighten my days and lift my spirits / I have felt this for so long and now want you to hear it / For you have lifted me up from a life filled with sorrow / And made me realize there is always a better tomorrow So you may know the place you hold in my heart / You are always with me even when we’re apart / I truly believe what we have is meant to be / Just open your heart and soon you shall see What I am willing to do to keep a smile on your face / Just know that I’m here and will be ALWAYS… /beautiful poem by Brandon A. Swaggerty/ 677 Views, Favorited by 6 people Featured in the group Buyer’s R Us October, 2008 / Placed in the Top 10 in the challenge Valentine Card in the Group Cards: Best of Your Best and featured in the same group January 19, 2009 / Placed in the Top 10 in the challenge Valentine in the Group Domestic Art – Home Is Where the Art Is and featured in the same group February 8, 2009 / Featured in the group All About Hearts May 27, 2009 /
Red lily beetles making the most of spring in a garden in Buckinghamshire, England
“Goody Two Shoes” is a modern and very bright acrylic painting in reds and yellows.The painting is of a woman’s legs, fishnet stockings and red stiletto heals. The woman lifts one leg in a flirtatious manner. If you have a fishnet fetish this is the painting for you. To purchase the origninal 30×50cm canvas contact taiche / / / ! / A selection of products in my Zazzle store: More choices from Zazzle: Wear My Art – Check out Female Contemporary Art on Apparel here: See more of taiche at ZAZZLE / Baby Custom T-Shirts :dress that baby up with a special design on a custom t-shirt, long sleeve or onesize / Kids Custom T-Shirts .from organic t-shirts to long sleeve shirts, boys, girls, and toddlers can fill their fashion needs with a one-of-a-kind custom t-shirts for kids. Check out the latest organic t-shirts, sweatshirts, and girls shirts. And plenty of styles for toddlers too! Aprons / Bags / Buttons / Cards / Hats / Keds Shoes / Keychains / Magnets / Mousepads / Mugs / Postage / Postcards / Stickers / T-Shirt / Ties Do not forget to check out my range of fully customisable calendars. Simply let me know your choice of images and months to show them and I will create especaillly for you. You can choose from any of my images.
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Tulips are one of my favorite flowers to photograph because their stems curve so wonderfully. These had very long stems, and were about to fall over, so I had to shoot quickly. :) Winner of the Tulips (Group 1) Challenge in All About Flowers—thank you!
Lithuania
/ framed print (walnut frame with off white matt) I used a lot of media in this painting….. / chalk pastels, faber castelle black markers, charcoal, aquarelle watercolour crayons wet and dry, acrylics….on Canson canvas textured paper A2 size / it has been tweaked in photoshop to add brightness and contrast, etc. It’s from a series i’ve been wanting to get a start on for over a year, so this is the first one in the “Mothers and Daughters series”....I’m not sure if i’ll do more or not yet…i hope to….just has to be when the inspiration comes though…. I worked on this til 4am this morning …. oops! I hope you like it anyway, there is a sombre mood about it I guess, but not necessarily dark or negative….tears are healing, they really are….....
/ CLICK THIS IMAGE TO READ MORE ABOUT IT! What you see here is the seventh of seven works of art to be posted over the next seven days – the results of a seven day smackdown between myself, and the fabulous Angi Sullins and Silas Toball – where Angi made a traditional collage, and then gave it to Silas and I, letting us loose on it with our photoshop skills. :) Click here to see Angi’s original handmade collage : / (to be posted shortly) Click here to see Silas’ Smackdown entry: / (to be posted shortly)
Featured in Children the Power of Raw Emotion – August 09 – Thank you!! Featured in All About Hearts – July 09 – A very big thank you to the hosts! Featured in Canon DSLR – June 09 – thank you so much!! Featured in The Woman Photographer – June 09 – thank you very much to the hosts! This portrait of Mila (2) was taken in the back garden. Her older sister, Perrin, ran around behind her holding a black cloth to act as a ‘backdrop’ for me. In true 2 year old style, she decided today was the day that she would NOT smile, and as for looking at the camera… you can forget it. Keeping still was also not an option. So this is the end result of a frustrating shoot, but maybe the more interesting for it. Canon 400D, natural light, pp in photoshop CS2.
/ / “Beach Picnic” is a pencil drawing which I’ve coloured digitally, I hope you like this image with mother and daughter in similar sundresses. As a child we enjoyed beach picnics all the time, mum would make us special fried chicken (better than Kentucky Fried) and we would go out on the boat to a little island, where i would play with soldier crabs for hours on end, while dad fished and mum sunbaked… they were wonderful times. We also went on the annual Beach Picnic to Bonny Hills with the church and we were great friends with the priest back in those days who was a top water skier.. We would see so many things at Bonny Hills, sea snakes slithered past in the creek where we were swimming and there were amazing white clay deposits in the sand….hours of fun were had by all… not to mention we even had a little mass there… top fun :)
Models are Viperjoe and Bad Charlotte / MUA by me Blur as well as Square crop are intentional © Jessica Walker 2009
Through my cyber travels i have come across many photographers work that has been stolen and used without their knowledge / And just recen…
Through my cyber travels i have come across many photographers work that has been stolen and used without their knowledge / And just recently i have found a site that tracks back photos and shows where they are being used on the net / http://tineye.com/ / you simply enter the image address (URL) or choose an image from your HD and the site looks for it in their archives / it even works for images that have been cropped after being stolen or partially photoshopped this is a good example / http://tineye.com/search/0ac89241ed4c8ccd104094f6412ded2e0acfc2d7 / The original is the profile pic of someone who friend requested me on Facebook as something seemed odd/funny about it I put the image through Tineye.com / and you can see the results Another image site which you might like (if you use flickr) is / http://clipyourphotos.com/FP / they serch through the Flickr Front page history for your photos that might have been featured there that you missed any way I hope these are useful for people Cheers Richard
Anyone who has been in love knows that you become a reflection of one another, that is, if you have been together for a long time. You start to know what the other is thinking and feeling before they express it themselves, perhaps even finishing each other’s sentences. This image is my rendition of that kind of love. One individual reflecting the other, while still remaining an individual. Somehow the state of being in love gives you that gift of the beloved, always being in your thoughts. A lot of what you do, is done with the other in mind, no matter how subtle it is. We have that person’s comfort at heart and their very essence exist in our souls. That’s why when someone that we have really loved, leaves this physical plane, they are still so clearly a whisper to us in the dark and our heart will always answer back! Original image taken in my garden in Shady Cove, Oregon Black used as a texture, eraser tool used to erase part of the rose, flood filter applied as a reflection, then a second rose was added as a composite to represent the beloved, light effects used in the directional mode
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