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A lovely sunset Hobart, Tasmania Australia
This is my newest watercolour pencil drawing on paper, size 42 cm / 60 cm . I used bold colours and powerful strokes . / I can only hope you enjoy my work nearly as much as I enjoy creating it for you ! Many thanks for stopping by ! / SATURDAY NIGHT WAS FEATURED IN THE INSPIRED BY LIE GROUP …..30-09-09! / / SATURDAY NIGHT WAS FEATURED IN THE IMAGINATIVE REALISM GROUP …..14-08-09 DOUBLE FEATURE ….15-08-09
Downtown London provides a lot of interesting Characters.
This is one of my favourite trees.
Oil on Linen
I have spent countless hours playing as a child in this forest and as an adult I spend countless hours trying to destress in the same forests. This artwork has been featured in the group “Stillness speaks” 4 cards of this artwork sold so far.
Myrtle beech forest at Tarra Bulga State Forest park, In Gippsland, Victoria, Australia. This photo was taken up near where the Gippsland fires had burnt in Feb 2009. Luckily The park didnt really get touched bar the spot fire near the information building/rangers office. Tarra Bulga National Park surived the Black saturday fires and still stands though a few kilometres down the road it is a different story all together from the top of Mount Tassie right to the bottom of the mountain everything has been wiped out including peoples homes, farms, vechiles, communication towers, forest plantations etc.
A hungover delicate walk through the colourful Notting Hill the day after the night before. A hair of the dog on Portabello Road.
A sequel to Rainy Days and Mondays Another Saturday Night by Cat Stevens
I swung my feet out of bed, saw the light, reached for the camera… Featured on the redbubble homepage March 26, 2009
Town in Central NSW, before the party starts.
(featured in the group-visual texture)
The bench appeared to be rooted to the ground. It was in the middle of nowhere;the shot taken from my kayak while exploring a small branch of the Thames River, Woodstock Ontario Canada. My kayak is my magic place. Canon Rebel XT with Sigma 17-70
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CHUNKIE Angel has been donated by Karin Taylor / All purchases of this work and any others in this profile will be donated to the victims of the Victorian Bush fires.
Over the Australia Day weekend I and three buddies sea kayaked around the North end of Wilsons Promontory blissfully unaware that a few short days later this paradise would be burnt to a crisp by Victoria’s recent and devastating bushfires. This fire continues to burn as I write this (20/2/09) and has so far burnt about 30% of the park (basically all the land visible in this picture). If there is no rain soon and the winds turn from there current easterly direction to a strong northerly the entire park could easily go up. This shot was taken on the beautiful and remote Bennison Island in Corner Inlet and offers the perfect vantage point to see what is now gone (view large). The peak on the far left hand side of the frame is called The Cathedral and the fire started there after a lightning strike on the 8/2/09 exactly thirteen days after this shot was taken. The prevailing winds in this area are usually westerlies and these conditions would have resulted in a small localised blaze that would have seen the fire peter out as it hit the nearby ocean. Instead there have been uncommonly sustained easterly winds blowing up to 70km/h spreading the fire straight along the entire length of the Vereker Range (the mountain range on the horizon) and coming north to consume every bit of land between there and the coastline contained in this shot. In 2005 a back burn that reignited burnt 13% of the park, this fire fortunately has thus far avoided these particular areas but if they are re-burnt so soon after this previous fire many of the larger tree species will not have the mojo to regenerate a second time and as there seedlings have not had enough time to mature to the point of producing seed entire species could be lost from large areas. As it is the fire is currently ravaging an area that hasn’t been burnt since the terrible 1951 fires that destroyed 75% of the park. The close succession of fires back then resulted in the permanent loss of all the blue gums in the park. These huge beautiful and majestic trees were once the dominant upper story flora standing over a once open forest floor. The impenetrable tangle that now exists has made my many off track ramblings around the Prom a far more involved pursuit than was once the case. Currently there are 150 ground fire fighters one skycrane and two water bombing helicopters fighting the blaze although ground crews have been forced by the impenetrable scrub to concentrate there efforts to creating and reinforcing current containment lines. Out of interest the footprints on the beach are probably from a Black Wallaby – Wallabia bicolor who despite that huge looking expanse of water has made it to the island across the mud flats at low tide. The small knoll abutting the coast in the center of the frame is called Barry Hill and is in one of the most remote and trackless areas on the promontory. However between 1913 and 1940 this was the location of the Ranger Station at the Prom (it even had its own telegraph line). Now the Prom has easy road access this choice of location seems odd but back then the dominant mode of access was via boat across Corner Inlet from Port Welshpool. If I lived in an ideal landscape photographers world I would have unlimited time to shoot every scene in the ideal light of dawn and dusk but sometimes these criteria are impossible to organize so I do the best I can with the light available in this case late morning. The timing determined by the vagaries of tide (being in a sea kayak) and the fact that camping on the island is not allowed. Despite the less than ideal light I thought the pertinence of current events justified its inclusion. 100% of profits from this shot will go to WRAP Wildlife Rescue and Protection Incorporated which will aid the innumerable animal victims of the recent fires (I’ve put up my margin more than usual because of the donation aspect, basically it’s not worth doing unless there’s a bit of money in it for the charity).
Victorian bushfire aftermath… 15 minutes drive from my wife’s parent’s house…
Another design for the fans of Hey Hey it’s Saturday Brother Adam Youtube Video Enjoy. .
Lacey, Washington, just a short walk to Puget Sound.. / / It was the middle Summer in the Pacific Northwest. / I had spent many hours watching the continuation of life in my yard. / Outside my office window, up in the eves over my garage was a little nest built by the Barn Swallows. The little mud nest had been built last Summer and I wonder if they were the same birds who returned to raise this year’s babies. / There were five little ones hatched this year and each time I walked to the front of the garage, there was a lot of commotion and chirping with the adult birds zooming around in their frenzied attempt to distract anyone from seeing their precious little ones. The swooping of the parent birds and the chirping of the babies as their Mother came into view is a delight to watch. They eventually got used to my presence as I would come out to stand and watch their feeding as the parents would swoop in with bugs and seeds for them to eat. / But nature is not always kind…. / One day as I was walking out my door, I heard all of this commotion and as I proceeded down my sidewalk. This big black bird took flight, crying out. “caw! caw! caw! .....” moving across the street to sit and watch from the rooftop of my neighbor’s house. What a dark and ominous mood was cast by seeing him sitting there! I could see that my Swallows were very upset by his presence and I knew that I would need to help watch out for them. It did not look hopeful for my little family of birds. / Then one day, their nest was ravaged by Mr. Nasty Crow. When I returned from my errands, I found the nest on the ground, broken and crumbling, with two little feathers to tell me of their fate. My heart sank as I looked for my little birds, but I found no sign at all that they were here. I walked around the side of my house and into the garden, hoping for a sign of them. I was only greeted by silence and the flight of a Dragon Fly. Sadness filled my heart as I thought of the summer’s work of this little family coming to an end so quickly. / But then as I walked slowly back to the front of my house, miraculously there was this joyous flutter and arrival of about a dozen birds, five of them were my little babies. Fortunately, the babies were mature enough to know how to fly, so they were now living on the cross piece over my garage. How exciting this was to watch the survival and growth of these little birds, winning against the adversity of nature. / I set up my camera on a tripod and watched as the adult continued to feed their young until they were strong enough to be on their own. / The Swallows will return each year to my neighborhood and at this rate, there will be more every consecutive year. I will have to watch and see if they come back on the same day each year like they do in San Jaun Capistrano. Perhaps my little babies will come back to make a home on my property next summer…. / I will be watching for them. Placed in “Birds in my backyard” challenge for BACKYARD PHOTOGRAPHY group ~ September 2009 / Second place in “Baby Birds Only” challenge of I LOVE BIRDS group ~ September 2009 / Second place in “Summer Memories” challenge of BACKYARD PHOTOGRAPHY group ~ 25 OctoBer 2009 / Featured in SONGBIRDS OF NORTH AMERICA ~ 16 November 2009 / / All the images and text contained herein may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my express written permission. My images do not belong to the Public Domain. The removal of electronic copyright information, digital fingerprints, or embedded watermarks on any image is strictly prohibited. / © 2009 Marjorie Wallace, All Rights Reserved Worldwide.
from the majestic trees of the Black spur to the Alpine Mountains,down to the deepest rainforest gullies and rugged beauty of the Cathedral rangers,one can not drive to marysville with out seeing the beauty that surrounds her. in this book i have tried to show that beauty and give the reader a sense of what lays beyond the roads and tracks, the fires on the 7th of february has changed many of the places in my photographs but beauty is still there and with determination and time communities and the forests will grow again. ( from the inside cover.) $2.00 contribution from this book will go to rehabililating flora and fauna
I love this little saying but i do not know where it comes from…... Yesterday is history, / Tomorrow is a mystery, / And Today? / Today is a gift, / Thats why they call it / The present.
Casual Connoisseur present twelve months of tour own imitable style, a glimpse at what makes us tick. Art direction and photography by Chas Devlin. www.casualco.com
The soft tree fern with a lush green that has to be seen to be believed stands out next to the black trunks of the alpine ash
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