Summer wind
241 creative works found
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This work was featured in Rain Drops, The Love of Eerie and Enchanting Artwork, and Music Inspired Art This work was featured on the Homepage. Twice :D “Anyone who says that sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain”. This pretty much sums up how I feel about it! / 100% Photoshop This tutorial was a big help! Inspired by Summer Rain by ATB Fairy brush from Obsidian Dawn. Info for Sold! Group / Sold a small canvas print to an RB member. A follow-up to this piece can be seen here
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Apophysis I hade to try this program I have been looking at them and really liked them,lots of fun hard to figure out.
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Namur, Belgium / Nikon D3 / 105mm 2.8 VR On the RedBubble homepage on July 2nd 08
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a beautiful song about the beach at Byron, really worth a listen on utube / Forgotten Beach (Byron Bay) – Robert James / Bay Watch / Beach Series / Karin Taylor / Mixed Media ink pastel acrylic charcoal….plus a lot of gesso :) / I sketched this girl at the The Pass, Byron Bay… / a pretty famous beach, i live close to this beach… / it’s one of the most beautiful places on earth… In my teenage years, everything we did involved the beach, all the fun we had, all the mischief we got up to, from midnight swims, to campfires…..that was our escape…..the first place I went camping on a sorta freedom trip when i was 15 with my two best girls Marve and Prawn…..we were the best friends ever….their we played amongst the surf, got bronzed and enjoyed the attention of the local surfer boys…ahhh memories…. that was one of the best, i have the greatest fondness for all things surrounding the beach, and this song about Byron Bay beach just says it all for me… i hope you like it…. Forgotten Beach / (Robert James) from the aussie band Gangajang The sand was our bedroom in Byron Bay / And the water was a picture on the wall / There were swimmers and surfers and joyful play / Then just one moment there’s no-one there at all I will always remember that forgotten beach / Just one moment no memory, two strangers embrace / I will remember the forgotten beach Two strangers, no memory / But everything remains from that day / Under the lighthouse we were lost / On the beach in the sand at Byron Bay / I remember I will always remember the forgotten beach / Just one moment no memory, two strangers embrace / I will remember the forgotten beach Well the sand was our bedroom in Byron Bay / And the water was a picture on the wall / There were swimmers and surfers and joyful play / Just one moment there’s no-one there at all Under the lighthouse we were lost / On the beach in the sand at Byron Bay / Oh darling, I remember / I will always remember the forgotten… I will always remember the forgotten beach / Just one moment no memory, two strangers embrace / I will remember the forgotten… Two strangers, no memory / Oh darling, everything remains… / Oh darling… two people, two strangers / Back in time, oh darling / Remember the forgotten beach
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/ / / Kite Lady Media – ink pastel acrylic charcoal / Substrate – canvas textured paper / Original Art – SOLD to a kite enthusiast who collects ‘kite art’
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Just Past Summer It was a time you let go / And caught the wind / Absent a rudder to slice your way through / Just Past Summer, / You let go of wondering how to Love, / You did. / Colors / Blended into one voice / Truth / Beating swiftly / Like cream does to butter. / Just Past Summer, / A fire as big as a sunset / Was started, / Using all the dried up dreams / And the gutter remains. / Rich you said, / Smell the smoke, / Sacred release. / The ashes you spread out like a table / Serving doubt and loneliness / Featuring a cold vichyssoise that had / A hint of Hope. / This hint you said, / Will complement the rest, / Fear not. / Dessert was three layers of / Rich longing, / Covered with a double dark / Butter cream of Love. / Always Love / You said… / Then off you went, / To catch the boat with no rudder, / On a warm Chinook breeze / That took you to Just Past Summer.
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Original, Hand Painted / Oil-on-canvas / 24 X 20 inches Thank you Robin Monroe for this loving gift; “Since this poem was written just for you in another time once upon a dream:) If you would like you can use it with one of your brilliant work of art since they are so full of Life, Love and Joy I think this section of the poem would go wonderful with one of your pieces. Let your love flow like the river… / Let it run wild and free…. / A promise that you can deliver… / Dreams are for you / Dreams are for me / Dreams can come true – Believe! Also, it would bring me joy and be such an honor to have my words associated with your beautiful Art….Robin:)” The Brent River…. While traveling, one can come across several intriguing places by chance… Sometimes you are not prepared enough or even carrying a camera to capture an image of the place that captivates you…but it leaves a deep impression in one’s memory which you can recollect…and I painted that memory…to the best I could recollect of that moment…this was one of those chance visits to the riverside in Greenford, England during one of my several walks…
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This is the quote: As the days pass us by, / and our lives are filled with deadlines and responsibilities, / It is only a child who will remind us to take the time to enjoy the simple things in life … to stop and live for the moment, to take in the summer breeze, to chase a shooting star, and to / Stop and Smell The Dandelions~
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I’m proud and privileged to introduce my great friend and a talent indeed.. LINAJI. We have our first duet, a presentation for you wonderful people at the great Red Bubble. We hope that you enjoy this as much as we have while putting this togather… / / Please visit her site LOOK AND SEE LINAJI Linaji…in her own words… THE ONLY ONE AT THE ONLY PLACE As I stood There.. / I was IT / The Only One Where was I now? / Abandoned? / Predestined? / Somehow here / I was IT! A point between two places / A note between two songs / A smile between two faces / And before long, I knew / This was IT / The Only Place to be / Here in my longing trance / Here inside of me The Only One / At / The Only Place / I could ever be / Here, Here, / My darling Dear, / Here, / Inside of Me… http://www.redbubble.com/people/linaji A landscape…a peep into the future… Original Painting / Oil-on-canvas / 24 X 18 inches
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Copyrights Tabitha Borges 2007 / http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i124/rose2823/445586-1-wishing.jpg
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I AM HONORED.. Ushna Sandar is one of the most talented and gifted writers and lover of Life I know.. Dear One, thank you for choosing this piece, I like it very very much and with your words I feel it has found a Home. PATCHES OF DENSE FOG Ushna Sardar patches of dense fog / I sat in a patch of shade under a belief / I was enjoying a purple patch and spent thousand moments in fidelity / fidelity to my principles / the fidelity of the faith to keep calm us in heart’s realm— / the perpetual moments of faith / I lived for years in a perpetual state of faith and compassion / my religious belief was always hedged with doubt though / a way of hedging against balance risks / hedging against protect myself against problems / especially against losing faith / I felt there was no fear though / time peaks covered with perpetual faith / and bliss sometimes I found life made me feel hedged in and restless on some point / Time offer wasn’t hedged around with all sorts of conditions / I wanted to reduce the risk of losing & making a mistake by supporting more than one side in a competition, an argument / I hedged my bets by applying for various other direction and path / but all I found that I fenced by usual routine of life / restrict freedom / surround with a fence / divide one belief from another with a fence / divide one heart from another / fenced with barbed wire / different belief / different faith / the different colour of skin / How can humanity work with these perpetual interruptions? / One end of the heart had been fenced off for the hope / I was sitting in the fence / and thought that I would prayer / I would kiss the sky / and prayer for hearts are fenced with barbed wire.— / a little prayer to unfenced eyes from partial blindness / Kiss the sky and prayer for those fenced by a moment of blind panic / kiss the sky and prayer for skin that couldn’t breathe long in the air of discrimination / what if you allow skin to breathe / what if you open the heart and let air get in / through kiss to the sky to open heaven’s door without any discrimination on the grounds of race / kiss the sky and plead for mercy / so sky will mercy on us / we go to put us at the mercy of the bank? through the kiss and plead for the open doors for all / look at the sky with pleading eyes / so God mercy on us / without any discrimination of race, colour of skin and religion / plead for mercy / so we could get out from fear / through the kiss to the sky / so human could unfenced from barbed wire— / through the kiss.. / so humanity can breathe without fear / without boundaries / without discrimination / without barriers / do we effort to learn discrimination between right and wrong? / positive discrimination / the ability to judge what is good, and true? / we can learn? / can we? / through the kiss .. / close your eyes / make a wish / the hearts are open / the heaven’s door is open / Go through this gate, and you’ll see the house on your left— / through the kiss /
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a thiny flower… few millimeters / I like to work with the wind for the artistic paintbrush effect we can get =) / this is the original… I also offer many color variations on my other RB account . you can take a look here / — / j’aime travailler avec le vent pour l’effet artistique ‘peinture’ que l’on peut obtenir / la photo originale… j’offre aussi des variations de couleurs sur mon autre compte RB, que vous pouvez voir ici - / ©copyrighted | MCN: C00CB-A9004-16ABA / -
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Girl in Red. / Oil painting on canvas. / Original has been sold.
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My intention was to capture the beautiful dandelion whole, but just before I pressed the shutter, the wind “helped” me in composition of the photograph..
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Narre Narre Warren Police Paddock Reserve, VIC.
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After it rained one day, the sun started shining… and a cool breeze went through the pine trees in my backyard…
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Losing Spring
by Holly RinglandI listened to his voice flowing over me, soothing something jagged inside my chest like water wearing a river stone smooth.
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Sailboat drifting by “Big Red” lighthouse in the Holland Harbor channel.
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In search of lost times – Norfolk Broads
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Heaven Is A Flower
by Stephanie Rachel Seely... because I’m a flower lover
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Original Painting / Oil-on-canvas / 24X 20 inches Also Were These Mere Co-incidents / A Place I Know… ...Another incident that comes to my mind is my painting called “A PLACE I KNOW”. This painting I’d done during October 6 – October 30, 2004 in England and was displayed at the Slough Library, The Oriental Gallery Windsor, between November 1, 2004 to November 27, 2004 and at my studio which was formerly called ‘Arty Facts’ in Delhi between January 1-30, 2007 and was published by The Times Of India and Metro Now, two leading Delhi newspapers on a few occasions. (An image of this painting and newspaper clippings are reproduced here as well. The original painting is with me. / This painting depicts “ floods in the fields”. In October 2004 when I did this painting, while I was staying at Dr. R.S. Bola’s house at 46, Amberley Road, Slough, SL2 2LR, England,,, I had no way of knowing, in the wildest of my imaginations that England could ever see floods, ever. I had no notion at all…THE FLOODS CAME TO ENGLAND IN THE SUMMER OF 2007, WHICH IS HISTORY AS WELL… /
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