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For what they have seen. Watercolours on paper. 100 cms x 70 or so. Finally finished the second component of this diptych today the first piece is Blame Your Green Eyes / / The diptych… Blame Your Green Eyes, For What They Have Seen hm – erm sometime after Christmas 2007 but not too long cuz I just ate reheated PUDDING which was FANTASTIC even though it is made with suet. Damn. Shouldn’t have thought of that. No really. Damn. Am adding the song that I wrote from whence I took the titles to the two works… and to the diptych that contains them both. I am allowed. I’m special. Like Ralph in The Simpsons. OUR LITTLE DEATHS… (The chords also rock.) you nail my guitar to the bedroom wall / you lick your lips promise me more / take my nail polish, go out to score / but I can’t, I won’t help anymore. That final appointment waiting in line / A scar on the flesh of your inner thigh, / A casual promise and a white lie / Where the old bridge splits the hot night sky CHORUS / Our little deaths / Holding your breath / I’ll always be less / Always a mess / Ill never confess / To the cuts on my flesh / Or the tears on your dress / Are all we have left You carry the heat all bloody and keen / Hot with this fever since you were 15 / Stones you’ve kept for each lie you have been / Blame your green eyes, for what they have seen We kissed on the beach last Halloween. / And now we’ll never forget the shit we have seen / The hell in the wall the gorgeous machine / The tiny mad children that we have both been The model is my beautiful, kind and talented ex and friend, Kylie. She is way cool. She has a remote control darlek. I mean. That… is cool. ooh. Ah. Hm. Um. / / I feel like I am moving through milk with a switch of wine or something more course (vodka gin nicotine steel? – the sting of some deadly chemical) threaded through it. Heavy limbs and tingles in my hands and feet. I am considering, remembering. Hard to see. / One of the unique flaws I have. (Unique? Did I just have the fucking audacity to say that?) My memory seems to work in a slightly different way to the way I understand the rest of the human world’s to. This has been made far worse and far more absolute by the ECT (for those new to this particular acronym it stands for Electro Convulsive Therapy. Shock treatment. ST. ILA. I Love Acronyms.) This in that I have realised how little difference there is between my memory as affected by the treatment and my memory unaffected. Little. None? / Say to me of an experience shared, and I will ask of you for more and more specifics, until I can build an image, or a sound, or a SENSATION of some ilk specific to that point, and then the experience in its entirety will flood back into my mind. This is little different from the way everyone else experiences things, excepting, perhaps, the degree of cues needed to spark the fire of memory, and also the extent and exactitude of my recollection. Like a flaking mirror. Like tigers in tall grass. / Like zebras stacked and wrapped in horizontally striped black and white socks. / The interest lies, perhaps, in this specific shard. I do not believe I have more of a facility. I think I have less. I think that I am in this manner more stupid than the people that I know intimately. Than those that I read about. In some sense I am dumber, I guess. / I can’t see memory, anyone’s memory, as being a continual, smooth line of experience. / You can drop a lit match into turpentine and it will sizzle out. Also into petrol and methylated spirits. The flash point is over-ridden by the impact with liquid. Zz-sh. Fire-free. / We are formed by our memory and choice, and so much, oh so much so, by the threads of what we have found to be the most powerful and beautiful. I believe that what I have seen informs others of their beliefs and the tenets of morality that instruct them is in actuality some kind of AESTHETICS. Take me down to my essence, to where I brood in my hind brain animal honesty, and you will find this. I believe that it correlates with how everyone (yes, bathe in the light and beauty of this instinct) forms the core of their beliefs. How we are formed. / BY BEAUTY. / And then from an extension of one selection after another built partially from each other and extracted and separated each time by aesthetic appreciation every instance. / There is some inseparable connection here between memory and action. We remember in some unconscious manner what we have chosen to believe, what we have found most powerful in the past, what HOLDS MORE MEANING FOR US THAN ANYTHING IN OUR EXPERIENCE – and this informs us how we should ACT. How we answer the phone what we eat who we sleep with what pets we have our reaction to the flies buzzing around our brilliant heads, how we will SPEAK and what we will say. Every choice we make. What we are thinking of as we lie dying and which fucking CEREAL we pick. / These things link hands and tell us whisper to us. Beauty and memory. Instinct and experience. Move my hands over the dirty keys and glance outside into the hot white summer light. I choose. We choose. I am informed as to how to choose. By a process I don’t and perhaps can’t understand. / The way we move and behave is extracted by the shattered lines of our memory. It is NOT a procession of smooth and comprehensible awareness. / I think this is what is dictating what I am writing. / And since I feel that I am in this way DUMBER than others, well, hm, I am left in an ocean of unconnected experience. / Bleh. Maybe I am just being a wanker and reading into everything wayyyyy too much.
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People are sliced and diced every day for cosmetic/plastic / surgery just because they think they are unattractive and / they aren’t what is in the magazine. Everyone feels inferior to / some one on the physical aspect. People who don’t need / corrective surgery are allowed to get it to enhance their ‘self-esteem’. All Stock Found At DA: Model: intergalactics / Textures: blood—stock, Texturemattic, and amptone-stock All were approved .
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This is the 3rd shot from today’s series of photos from the local grave yard.. I had heard recently that grave yards make a great subject for IR photography, and I personally think I have to agree as I believe that this is my best IR shot so far.. / The cross that you can see behind the headstone in the middle of the shot is the cross that I used as the subject for my So Dark The Con Of Man shot.. / Anyway let me know what you all think and i hope you like it all as much as i do.. Thanks for looking! Uploaded 31/01/2008
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A little fun with CS2 and flood, and stuff… :-) / See more of My Car Images@ Hope you like! Add me to your watch list now / My Bubblesite / Copyright © by Lenz Photo Shop, All Rights Reserved. You may not use, replicate, manipulate, redistribute, or modify this image without written permission. 40 favs
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Waiting for the sheep, shearers and other faded memories to return to this beautiful run down shearing shed, Canunda Frontage, near Millicent South Australia. Many thanks to our wonderful young model and to Smarti77 for his help with the final edit on this piece. Look at his RB site for some amazing images… Shane Smart Merge of three HDR images in photomatix..
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HDR processed with Photomatix – 3 exp. I shot this in Carmel California, at an old Mission we toured
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Lego Love- They’re still at it! / Do you remember this couple? They had a slight falling out, but, they’re back together and happier than ever! Detail: / / / The tee:
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My Favorite Color
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these are multi-purpose wings...and when she's not flying they accessorize nicely with almost anything she wears.
by Natalia Campbelljust showing off my new shoes :) / ren’t they gorgeous? i love them sooo much!! they are officially my new fave pair now ;-) Featured on Vintage & Gorgeous Group in April 2009 / Featured on The Grunge Art Gallery Group in May 2009 / Featured on The Woman Photographer group in May 2009
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for the 365 project / limited edition of 25 $320.- signed and numbered on Hahnemuehle Bamboo Rag Art paper 60cms x 80cms please contact me directly. / jess.tremp@gmail.com thank you
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Days swiftly come and go I'm dreaming of her. She's seeing other guys Emotions they stir
by Anna RobertsI took one look at this thought of ‘Swing swing by The All American Rejects’ / It reminds of a silly time pre-teen time, when I was so naive, but life was a little less stressful. I was 13 and I can still remember sneaking my headphone’s into my ear in the middle of class. / This shot took ages literary overnight, I was still doing it at 3am then I was like this is crazy I need to sleep, / heres the before and after / http://www.flickr.com/photos/ar_photography/3257119412/
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Big thanks to my wonderful models Lisa and Jo who persevered with raging winds hitch hiking for the camera. And I so love the Ramones series
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close-up of a peony that grows in my garden. / shot with my Canon A630 featured in Nirvana and Featured only On Zazzle
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Image: PD image. GET THE FREE WALLPAPER FROM HERE Add Diesel Laws: /
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Stock from the following: Moonchilde / greenaleydis-stock / katanaz-stock PSE/Silver Efex Pro Due to restrictions imposed by the owners of the stock images used in this particular work, I will not be able to sell this image on Red Bubble. If you are interested in purchasing a print, please contact me. Copyright RabbitHeart, 2009
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and even though they found themselves at home, they never saw a place quite like it
by Jessica Trempdisconnected connection limited edition of 25,numbered and signed / Hahnemuehle Bamboo rag art paper 60×80cms @ / $320.- including postage / please contact me directly / jess.tremp@gmail.com other limited edition prints here
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The view from the end of Platform 1 at Seven Bridge railway in Bridgnorth,Shropshire. The engine was just about to start it’s journey and created this wonderful half view through the smoke and steam Converted into a pinhole black and white Featured by the kind hosts of Tone It Down! Group
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