Sun wind
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been reading about tribal child raising and the benefits, and we know I like birds… I began this art as abstract patterns, bubbles of pattern that transformed when I realised by putting a ‘fork in the road’ to the concentric circles, that I created an eye and beak. Before that, it could’ve been shown either way up. also, it transformed from earthy brown colours, to a colourful bird. ‘Is it art? ‘my teacher used to always question. He’s not here now. He’s just asking the question still! in my head! I like it-it’s bright, colouful and alive.
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This is what was remaining this evening around 5:30, and after a day of horrific wind, and thunderstorms moving through Northern California. We had a severe wind warning; big rigs were pulling over on the I5 and the wind was almost impossible to drive in, gusting in every direction. The rain came down in torrants, and window wipers didn’t seem to help much and then just as quickly as it moved in, it was gone…the sun was shining through the clouds and the sun was beginning to set…..this is what was left, just Beautiful and Wild! ___ All The Materials Contained May Not Be Reproduced, Copied, Edited, Published, Transmitted Or Uploaded In Any Way Without My Permission. My Images Do Not Belong To The Public Domain. / © 2007 Joyce Dickens: Using my images for any purpose and in any way, without prior permission, may lead to legal action.
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A stunning Scottish sunset behind a wind farm near Thurso on Scotlands North coast. The low lying fog really sets the turbines off. One of my favourites.
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Most people don’t die until the last moment; others start twenty years in advance, sometimes more. Those are the unfortunates. Louis Ferdinand Céline (1894-1961)
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“Man is a complex being who makes deserts bloom and lakes die” / - G.B. Stern Sand dunes. / South East, South Australia. Pentax DS. Sigma 18-50 (at 18mm). / HDR from 3 bracketed exposures.
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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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Lhasa Apso, Gemma / /
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Lush
by littleartyLuscious trees, windy wind, sun ray peeking through the leaves… a typical day in Wellington. :) Medium: Acrylic on stretched canvas. Satin Varnished.Sides painted black. / Size: 915×455x20mm / Date: July 2008
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Alaska North Star Brilliant Skies Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved “Why would I wonder how you are about today and yesterday a wondering smile or frown because I cannot know and still I want to… But it is not you or your fault, nor is it mine, to accuse myself of anything but being me. And where, if ever, did you get that smile and laugh a little at the things so many people say… And how could I want to hear it (again and again)... Is it absurd for feelings to beg to be felt or do they, or is it just my mind reeling in the years trying not to forget, or yours (your mind is questioning the reason why you can’t touch my hand or feel the warm that is me and know the face again you see always – each night in your dreams when you are drifting in between – you wonder where has she gone) So I search myself to know the answer and often ask for no reason but the asking if I can even know what it was that made some far off voice a reason to ask yourself again can there really be love in this world (love outside of you) love that makes the birds sing. You ask: (what holds the sky up under the wind so that we know what blue is and how it feels to lose the sun when the rain washes it away and makes us blue with all its splatters)... no I can’t explain it, for it is something we have to feel (so far away)... How can I ever tell you I wonder sometimes how you are (what you are doing) if you feel loved … because I can’t see you doesn’t mean you’re not there or not here inside me in every little corpuscle that dances in my veins and keeps me alive to wonder some more… How do you feel (I remember)” by Peter Anthony Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi
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Shimpū Tokkōtai (jap. 神風特攻隊) is the Japanese name for the Kamikaze special troops. Kamikaze (jap. 神風, literally: “God-wind”, “god speed”, “light wind”, “spirit-wind” or “divinity-wind”; common translation: “divine wind”) is a word of Japanese origin, which in English usually refers to the suicide attacks by military aviators from the Empire of Japan against Allied shipping, in the closing stages of the Pacific campaign of World War II, to destroy as many warships as possible.
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Credits: / _http://faestock.deviantart.com / http://lindowyn-stock.deviantart.com / http://little-stock.deviantart.com / and my own — COPYRIGHT © NOTICE !— / / All my artworks are copyrighted © Amy Iulya 2007-2008 .You may not use,copy,edit my works under my written permission ! / If u have any question send me an email.
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Palm Silhouettes / Sunset Christmas Day on Maui The Adventurer “Dusk on the sea; the fading twilight shifts / The night wind bears the ocean’s whisper dim wind, on your bosom many a phantom drifts - A silver star climbs up the blue world rim. / Wind, make the green leaves dance above me here And idly swing my silken hammock – so; / Now, on that glimmering molten silver mere / Send the long ripples wavering to and fro. / And let your moon-white tresses touch my face And let me know your slim-armed, cool embrace While to my dreamy soul you whisper low. Dream – aye, I’ve dreamed since last night left her tower And now again she comes on star-soled feet. Welcome, old friend; here in this rose-gemmed bower I’ve drowsed away your Sultan’s golden heat. Here in my hammock, Time I’ve dreamed away For I have but to stretch a hand out, lo, I’m treading languorous shores of Yesterday, Moon-silvered deserts or the star-weird snow; I float o’er seas where ships are purple shells, / I hear the tinkle of the camel bells / That waft down Cairo’s streets when dawn winds blow. South Seas! I watch when dusky twilight comes Making vague gods of ancient, sea-set trees. / The world path beckons – loud the mystic drums – Here at my hand the magic golden keys / That fit the doors of Romance, / Wonder, / strange / Dim gossamer adventures; seas and stars. Why, I have roamed the far Moon Mountain range When sunset minted gold in shimmering bars. / All eager eyed I’ve sailed from ports of Spain / And watched the flashing topaz of the Main / When dawn was flinging witch fire on the spars. / I am content in dreams to roam my fill / The vagrant, drifting sport of wind and tide, / Slave of the greater freedom, venture’s thrill; / Here every magic ship on which I ride. Gold, green, blue, red, a priceless treasure trove, More wealth than ever pirate dared to dream. / My hammock swings – about the world I rove. / The sunset’s dusk, the dawning’s glide and gleam, Moon-dappled leaves are murmuring in the wind Which whispers tales. Lo, Tyre is just behind, Through seas of dawn I sail, / Romance abeam.” ~ by Robert Ervin Howard My images do not belong to the public domain and may not be reproduced in any manner whatsover without my express written authorization. / Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi / 25 December 2008 19:25:33 / Tv Shutter Speed 1/250 / Av Aperture Value 10.0 / ISO 100 / Lens EF28-135mm f/3.5-5.6 IS USM / Focal Length 28.0 mm Currently with 995 Views and 1 Sale
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Me bro, rippin, HARDKORE…
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You give me rainbow butterflies / Your hand touches mine and I feel / The wisdom of oak trees line up / And we walk that lane which shines / Both of our spirits on parade Your wings are vibrating those / Colors that catch the light / My eyes are green to emeralds delight / As you listen for my lead / The one I took from our Spirits creed We make a pack of lovers bliss / That all things are possible with / One soulful kiss / That all who know us or come / Our way / Are blessed with knowing / All things are possible / Today. Linaji 2009 All things are possible if we start right now to believe that here in this moment is our POINT OF ATTRACTION / That no matter for how long or what has been going on that does not seem to work can change in an instant if we understand that everything that can ever possibly happen can only happen at this point in time. NOW That everything changes when we start to see that life is suppose to be FUN and we can allow the infinite possibilities to formulate the best path for our desires to manifest. I have never seen this more true than my own life. As everyday I soften my thinking to better feeling thoughts I experience new vista’s to guide me towards that which I am becoming and that which I desire. Today has been such an easy day full of butterfly vibrations and lovely sounds and visions and YOU! xox
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This image of my beautiful model captured at the beach, with the setting sun casting colour and the light material blowing in the wind. / Captured with a Canon 40D, f4 70-200 USM IS L lens. / Perth Western Australia
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This quote came to me as i was creating the collage, it just suited the dandelions perfectly!
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This was sold original on a 30×40 Canvas
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One I’ve been working on….more surreal— / all stock purchased except for model / http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs14/f/2007/099/e/d/High_Winds_by_mjranum_stock.jpg :) / Hope you like it! :hug: Claudia
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Thought I’d just add this one… it’s part of my Morning Sun calendar 2010..
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