Torment
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Model by Marcus Ranum
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To look into his eyes would mean certain death, his minions bow to his graces thinking they have chosen wisely. But once again even his own servants have fallen to his depths and believe they are safe from eternal death…little do they know! / ©2007 / . / Here’s a question: As a Christian should we have any compassion for those lost to the enemy , such as those fallen angels who went with Lucifer? / Second question: After the thousand years when Satan is bound along with his angels, and those humans who didnt believe in Christ, do his angels have a second chance with GOD? / . / Lisa C. Weber ©2007 (Created with Bryce 6.1) Visit My Complete Bubble for all My 3D Artwork. Thanks for dropping by and enjoy!
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Once the highest archangel, Lucifer, His skin of blood and anger, his horns and feet of iron weighted to earth, bound to pay consequence for defiance of his God. / . / . / . / Lisa C. Weber ©2007 (Created with Bryce 6.1) Visit My Complete Bubble for all My 3D Artwork. Thanks for dropping by and enjoy!
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Macro photograph abstract taken from an Australian Red Gum Tree! / /
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Passion, an English word often used to describe great love, affection, or affinity for a certain object, act, or person. / / This word is derived from the Latin term, passio, also known in Ancient Greek as pathos. / / / Literally translated, passio means “I suffer”. /
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Surrealism. You can always ease your mental anguish in the land of Bryce. / © Dave Moilanen 2008
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this took a while to fine tune.
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Master, the Tempest is Raging (Peace! Be Still) / by Mary A. Baker Master, the tempest is raging! / The billows are tossing high! / The sky is o?ershadowed with blackness / No shelter or help is nigh / Carest Thou not that we perish? / How canst Thou lie asleep / When each moment so madly is threatening / A grave in the angry deep? Master, with anguish of spirit / I bow in my grief today / The depths of my sad heart are troubled / Oh, waken and save, I pray! / Torrents of sin and of anguish / Sweep o?er my sinking soul / And I perish! I perish! dear Master / Oh, hasten, and take control Master, the terror is over / The elements sweetly rest / Earth?s sun in the calm lake is mirrored / And heaven?s within my breast / Linger, O blessed Redeemer! / Leave me alone no more / And with joy I shall make the blest harbor / And rest on the blissful shore The winds and the waves obey Thy will / Peace, be still! / Whether the wrath of the storm tossed sea / Or demons or men, or whatever it be / No waters can swallow the ship where lies / The Master of ocean, and earth, and skies / They all shall sweetly obey Thy will / Peace, be still! Peace, be still! / They all shall sweetly obey Thy will / Peace, peace, be still!
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*I created this piece using only my own original photos. / This is my Son Caleb Crum. MEMORY WEBS by Dale Crum The silken brazen threads of haunting howls / Oft do clutter trails--with trials taxing most cruel / Ill-content to censor grinding gears / Till mental metal doth screeching drag us awake / From tender embrace of slumbers deepest comforts / Lips left barren of thy precious savor / She spiders spinning weave, entrap, devour / Bolted down-put away this hellish cud reemerging / Rancid amusements of demon’s malicious delights / Oh tattered quilt of memories sewn of vulgar threads / Soul-scars shipped, filed, vaulted, yet unforgettable / Regurgitated pain’s-relentless talons shredding in-most bleeding walls / Yet walk we fraught with conforming fronts / Facades most pleasing for the uninvited spectators / Rudely crunching popcorn-cellophane squeaks / Toothless grinning jesters slurping straws of liquid corrosion / Wrenching forehead bolts do scream—yet never tight enough—yet never tight enough—yet never tight enough / Leakage doth yet occur-subconsciously loosed / These beasts of hibernations most essential / Crawling urchins-dragging hind legs cross peaceful pastel dreamscapes / Nibbling leathery monsters-eating lovely truths / Squatting low do defecate—infectious slithering lies
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Model is Chelsea Rose / Hair and Makeup by Loran Bean / Fashion Design by Candid Hearts / Styling by Bianka Phillips / Photography and Post by myself Comments are very much appreciated!
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self
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” Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company ” – Mark Twain
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Self-portrait
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TANGLED & TORMENTED © Vicki Ferrari Taken at Surfers Paradise, near the Sand Pumping Jetty, Gold Coast, Queensland. / 14th June 2009 Other images taken the same night….. / SIMPLY ©- / SIMPLICITY ©- / THE SPIT ©— Purchase Card / Purchase Canvas Print / Tech / Nikon D70s / Photoshop (uploaded 14th June 2009)
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All work in this portfolio is © Stephanie Rachel Seely. / These materials (images and poems) may NOT be edited, copied, reproduced, printed, distributed, displayed, performed, or used in any way, in whole or in part, without my written permission. Please respect copyright and do not save or upload any images or poems to Photobucket, Flickr, Myspace, Facebook etc. These creative materials are NOT public domain. This work was featured in Core [C.O.R.E], Art For The World, Dream & Fantasy Art, and Gaia Another piece depicting my current fascination with creation, death, and my overwhelming sadness at how so many still treat the earth as though there are more perfect worlds in reserve. Stock Credits / Model / Sky / Stock copyrights remain the property of their respective owners.
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Well, I could wax lyrical about this light for hour, the beauty was that the sun never got to break through, the clouds kept moving and kept the light subtle, without the cloud cover i’d be shooting straight into the sun and the image would be a right off. just stunning!!!!! Shot on a Nikon D700 with 17-35mm Lens, Cokin ND4 soft grad, Raw files with Active D-Lighting on High.
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I wait by the sea / we’ve never met / but our souls have been entwined / for centuries long / Your spirit spins through my heart / and through my core / like a cleansing rain / that fills the crevices left by time / Like music, you breath deep into me / sweeping away the bruises of life / with your love / I feel you when I close my eyes / and listen to the sound / that makes my heart sing yet yearn / for your presence / upon, within, around me / We may never meet / but I know you’re there / in this life / ....or another I wrote the poem first, but felt the need for an image to go with it, so here it is – this is a reworked version of Voyager Dreaming.
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Please view large / © 2009 Danilo Lejardi / Basic render was done in Cinema 4D; rest was done in Photoshop by blending layers and doing some digital painting. / (CINEMA 4D is a commercial 3-D graphics application).
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digital art
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(VIEWING LARGE IS A MUST ON THIS ONE) I’m not out of my mind. That’s my problem. If I could get out of my mind, I would be fine! Out of my mind, / That’s where I need to be! / Inside my head / Lives the insanity. Out of my mind, / Where I can finally / Get away from / Demons tormenting me! Out of my mind – / I want totally free / From these thoughts / That bombard ceaselessly. I’ve got to get out of my mind! Out of my mind. / I’m searching for some peace. / Please. Get me out! / I have to have release. I’ve got to get out of my mind. Out of my mind. / It’s a prison in here: / Bars of torture, / Chains of anguish and fear. I’ve got to get out… Out of my mind! I’m really proud of this piece. I know it’s about a dark subject…but, again, as I say, pain is never pretty, but there can be found much beauty in art inspired by pain. And so, I give to you this poem and this image which is all about where I truly want to be: out of my mind, because it’s inside my head where all my problems are! This was put together with multitudinous layers, and various layer blending…a lot of it was experimental. I really should have wrote down what I did as I went along…but, heh, that’s just not my style. Suffice it to say, a lot of work went into it. This is another one of those very personal pieces where, should you dare to look, you can see me ever so clearly. But, I know I’m not alone in my torment; there are others who will relate to this. Every bit of this is mine. All the self-portrait images, every wee bit of texture. Isn’t it beautiful? FEATURED in ! Inspired Art !
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Featured in Your Country’s Best – November 23, 2009 Located near White Pass Summit, British Columbia, Canada on the Klondike Highway. The Tormented Valley contains large areas having an almost “lunar” appearance, making this one of the most unique eco-systems in North America. Here you will explore a forest-tundra ecotone consisting of the blending of a stunted forest of three hundred year old trees, known as “krummholz”, and alpine tundra. / As I took photos in this area, I stared at the appearance of the tiny trees and rock surface like it was from outer space. Canon EOS 50D; Canon 17-85mm lens / 1/200 sec.; F/7.1’ 85mm; ISO100 / Dynamic Photo HDR done in Sepia/Orton Effect / /
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