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Arches #1
by Andrew Brown

First in a series of images highlighting the repetitive lines of the arches and columns as well as the intricate detail of the ceiling design and features. / / Image Details: / Camera – Canon EOS33 / Lens – 24-85mm USM / Film – Kodak T400 / Focal length – Not recorded / Exposure – Apeture Priority / Aperture – Not recorded / Shutter – Not recorded / ISO – 100 / Tripod and cable release / Film Negative scanned using CanoScan 5000F scanner / / © Andrew Brown Cards / Urban and Architecture / Panorama / Landscape / Portraiture / Macro / / Arches Series #1-5 Arches #1 Arches #2 Arches #3 Arches #4 Arches #5
Worldly Divine
by Cameron Gray

Inspired by the song Worldly Divine by Martin Grech.
Charging The Inspiration
by Cameron Gray

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Personal Demons
by Cameron Gray

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Alien Birth
by lightsmith

Bathed in fire, baptised in horror, / a new breed of death is born of the old, / A Mother resigned to her savage fate, / An alien child is death incarnate. (See also with text version) The adventurous reader may be aware of the creature featured in the ‘Alien’ series of films. Few, however, are aware of the real-life personae of this theatrical invention. But here now, for the first time on this planet, I present the history and lineage of the real-life creature that is called “Morboae”. Morboae (pl) are natives of the planet Narcisyum in the as-yet undiscovered galaxy of Gorton. Undiscovered, I should add, by earth – but well known and well avoided by other civilized worlds. Morboae are the correct name for the creature that is birthed in this image. In presenting the history of the Morboae, it is essential to give – albeit sparingly – some account of it’s parentage – the Lithegoths. This is especially so since the birth of the species Morboae marked the end of the species Lithegoths. Evolution is a cruel and heartless director of fortunes. The Lithegoths were a relatively docile species of almost dinosaur-like physique. The Lithegoths bore a startling resemblance (to you humans) to the grotesque offspring of a Coelophysis and a duck. Though carnivorous, they were not voracious in their pursuit and killing of other creatures. They hunted and ate for survival, and when not hungry were quite approachable by almost any other creature. In contrary to both Coelophysis and ducks, however, they bore live young, and reared them with a love and tenderness almost unheard of anywhere in the known galaxy. It is sad, therefore, due to some unforseen and certainly uncalled for stroke of evolution, that these relatively peaceful creatures would suddenly, and in as little as the equivalent of 2 earth years, give birth to – and be devoured by – their own offspring – the Morboae. As Narcisyum was unsettled (though occasionally visited by biological observation teams) there is no known cause of the sudden mutation of the young Lithegoths. All that is known is that instead of the Lithegoth young being born through the female birth canal, suddenly – and violently – the Morboae burst straight from the stomach and – with a ferocity which is almost beyond even today’s jaded belief – they immediately lauched themselves into their parents (Lithegoths) faces and devoured them. So was born the race that was to be known as the Morboae – the devourers. Within 2 earth years, there were no Lithegoths alive and the Morboae roamed the planet. The Morboae reproduction cycle was completely different to their Lithegoth parentage. They utilized an three-stage reproduction cycle – begining with egg-like incubators (called Truks). These hatched into a mobility-oriented creature (the Placusii) which then used live animal incubation to produce the final stage of Morboae life form. Contrary to popular belief they retained at least the attributes of male and female, with both being sexually active. Eggs, therefore, could be found anywhere and everywhere. Unlike the Lithegoth, the final-cycle Morboae are voracious in their hunting and killing. Any creature they manage to catch is torn to pieces in a matter of seconds (including the Maxidontal Arionis – the toughest of the Hamilbest octoped pack beasts). The hosting creature in the third reproductive phase could be virtually anything above 23 drilums (about 25 kilograms). As a consequence, in less than 5 years the entire animal population was dead other than Morboae. This is where the story should end. A dead planet, a dead-end in evolution. This is where story should end. But it does not. Because Morboae in the egg-phase can live for many millions of earth years. And planets are no so isolated as human beings seem to think. Morboae could have escaped Narcisyum by many means – the unlucky botanist, the occasional tourist and so forth. But in reality, they escaped that planet and have now taken over most of Gorton (the galaxy) because of greed. Greed, you see, is not purely a human trait. A group of interstellar profiteers discovered that the Morboae made exceptionally fine eating. It was hailed as the gourmet discovery of the era. Morboae eggs were shipped far and wide across the galaxy and consumed in all of the best houses and star liners that could afford the prices. As it is written in the Contrata Do Riortae – “Life shall find a way”. (tr Treos) The Morboae reproductive cycle infected many transports, sending many cargo transfer ships into uncontrolled crashes on to populated, and barren planets. And so, even now, the Morboae lives on. The dead end of evolution spews forth into the universe until everything is consumed. This is the history and lineage of the Morboae as told by the History Records of the United Biological Defence Corporation.
Full Moon
by Joyce Dickens, IPA

Full moon / Shooting Date/Time 9/27/2007 6:43:47 PM / Shooting Mode Manual / Tv (Shutter Speed) 1/20 / Av (Aperture Value) 6.3 / Light Metering Evaluative / ISO Speed 80 / Lens 7.3 – 29.2 mm / Focal Length 29.2 mm / Digital Zoom x 4.0 / White Balance Auto ___ 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.
LIES
by VisionaryImagist

LIES / OIL ON STRETCHED CANVAS / $900 US (11” X 14” ORIGINAL) / SIGNED DEDICATED PRINTS AVAILABLE Tangled and mangled they were found. Amidst lies and deceits of their own making. Never realizing how enmeshed they had become in their own deceits. Attached to their lies for eternity. Never being able to see what their perfidy had done to them. A Hell of their own making. Jailed to the bedrock of their lies with no escape possible. It started small, as most lies do, then grew to an enormity that encompassed their entire life and so within this dark shadowed existence they were to remain till the crack of doom awoke. One said aloud for all to hear, “how do I stop this perpetual torture? Is there any way to escape this bondage?” I watched silently as this terrible scene unfolded before my eyes. I did not wish to be seen by these helpless lost souls for I feared that they would petition me to somehow end their misery. I could only remain their witness, I thought, not their liberator. And so my dream, no my nightmare, continued until my reprieve arrived in the morning’s light. This nocturnal visitation was so alarming and so vivid that it demanded testimonial and so I grab my brushes and my paints and proceeded to recall what I had witnessed the night before. So here is a little tale of woe brought to life by oil, canvas and these words recalled Sir Walter Scott “Oh, what tangled webs we weave when first we practice to deceive”. visionary imagist “Joey”
Underground
by Andrew Brown

Not a unique subject, just my interpretation. / / HDR image / / Camera – Canon 350D / Lens – 24-85mm USM / Focal length – 66mm / Exposure – Aperture Priority / Aperture – f/4.5 / Shutter – (-1 stop) 2 seconds, (0) 4 seconds, (+1 stop) 8 seconds / ISO – 100 / Tripod and cable release / / © Andrew Brown Cards / Urban and Architecture / Panorama / Landscape / Portraiture / Macro
Memorial Church in Stanford Campus
by Christophe Testi

Canon 1Ds MKIII / 70-200mm L HDR image from 3 different exposures. Sold as Matted Print to an unknown RB buyer, thank you!
Through a Window
by Mike Savad

Princeton, NJ – May 2008 – Taken as an HDR
In the shadows
by Linda Morrison

A moody Glasgow University Cloisters shot.
Parallel Universe + Tree
by TalBright
Multiple Realities
by Sarah Curtiss

Another image from Everything IS, a philosophical and visual theory of everything. This was originally painted on the wall of the utility room, where I had an “issue” with the linoleum and the wall. I fixed it with paint. I then modified it in PhotoShop.
I Got the Power
by DevineDayDreams

featured in Globes, Sphere’s & Curves 08-27-2007 / featured in Dimensions 08-25-2009 / featured in I Got the Music in Me 08-18-2009 / featured in Digital Abstracts & Patterns 08-12-2009 / featured in Creative Cards 08-11-2009 MUSIC I’ve got the power hey yeah heh / I’ve got the power / Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah / I’ve got the power / Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah / Gettin’ kinda heavy It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda hectic / It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda hectic / It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda hectic / It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda hectic Like the crack of the whip I snap attack / Front to back in this thing called rap / Dig it like a shovel rhyme devil / On a heavenly level / Bang the bass turn up the treble / Radical mind day and night all the time / Seven to fourteen wise divine / Maniac brainiac winning the game / I’m the lyrical Jesse James Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah / I’ve got the power / Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh yeah / Gettin’ kinda heavy / I’ve got the power It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda heavy / It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda heavy / It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda heavy / It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda heavy I’ve got the power / He’s gonna break my heart / He’s gonna break my heart of hearts / He’s gonna break my heart / He’s gonna break my heart of hearts / He’s got the power oh-oh-oh-oh I’ve got the power / He’s gonna break my heart / He’s gonna break my heart of hearts / He’s gonna break my heart / He’s gonna break my heart of hearts / He’s got the power oh-oh-oh-oh / I’ve got the power It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda hectic / It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda hectic / It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda hectic / It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda hectic It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda hectic / It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda hectic / It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda hectic / It’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ it’s gettin’ kinda hectic Quality I possess something I’m fresh / When my voice goes through the rest / Of the microphone that I am holdin’ / Copywritten lyrics so they can’t be stolen / If they are snap / Don’t need the police to try to save them / Your voice will seize so please stay off my back / Or I will attack and you don’t want that I’ve got the power / He’s gonna break my heart / He’s gonna break my heart of hearts / He’s gonna break my heart / He’s gonna break my heart of hearts / He’s got the power oh-oh-oh-oh I’ve got the power / He’s gonna break my heart / He’s gonna break my heart of hearts / He’s gonna break my heart / He’s gonna break my heart of hearts / He’s got the power oh-oh-oh-oh I’ve got the power Created with Apophysis & PSP
Across the Universe
by DevineDayDreams

featured in A Fascinating Purple 08-21-2009 / featured in The Dreaming Tree 08-20-2009 / featured in Color Me a Rainbow 08-20-2009 / featured in Music Inspired Art 08-18-2009 / featured in A Kaleidoscope Craze 08-18-2009 Words are flying out like / endless rain into a paper cup / They slither while they pass / They slip away across the universe / Pools of sorrow waves of joy / are drifting thorough my open mind / Possessing and caressing me Jai guru deva om / Nothing’s gonna change my world / Nothing’s gonna change my world / Nothing’s gonna change my world / Nothing’s gonna change my world Images of broken light which / dance before me like a million eyes / That call me on and on across the universe / Thoughts meander like a / restless wind inside a letter box / they tumble blindly as / they make their way across the universe Jai guru deva om / Nothing’s gonna change my world / Nothing’s gonna change my world / Nothing’s gonna change my world / Nothing’s gonna change my world Sounds of laughter shades of life / are ringing through my open ears / exciting and inviting me / Limitless undying love which / shines around me like a million suns / It calls me on and on across the universe Jai guru deva om / Nothing’s gonna change my world / Nothing’s gonna change my world / Nothing’s gonna change my world / Nothing’s gonna change my world / Jai guru deva / Jai guru deva / Created with Apophysis, Incendia & PSP
The End Of The Rainbow
by Sean Jansen

Park bench along a walkway in the city of Calgary. University Heights Park, Calgary, AB, Canada. Suchpretty fall colors are starting to show ! / / /
War of the Worlds
by DevineDayDreams

featured in A Fractal Energy Passion 10-02-2009 / featured in A Fractal Energy Passion 09-25-2009 / featured in Digital Artists United 09-24-2009 / MUSIC No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century, that human affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds of space. No one could have dreamed we were being scrutinized, as someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. Few men even considered the possibility of life on other planets and yet, across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably superior to ours regarded this Earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely, they drew their plans against us. At midnight on the twelfth of August, a huge mass of luminous gas erupted from Mars and sped towards Earth. Across two hundred million miles of void, invisibly hurtling towards us, came the first of the missiles that were to bring so much calamity to Earth. As I watched, there was another jet of gas. It was another missile, starting on its way. And that’s how it was for the next ten nights. A flare, spurting out from Mars – bright green, drawing a green mist behind it – a beautiful, but somehow disturbing sight. Ogilvy, the astronomer, assured me we were in no danger. He was convinced there could be no living thing on that remote, forbidding planet. ‘The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one,’ he said. ‘The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one – but still they come!’ Then came the night the first missile approached Earth. It was thought to be an ordinary falling star, but next day there was a huge crater in the middle of the Common, and Ogilvy came to examine what lay there: a cylinder, thirty yards across, glowing hot… and with faint sounds of movement coming from within. Suddenly the top began moving, rotating, unscrewing, and Ogilvy feared there was a man inside, trying to escape. he rushed to the cylinder, but the intense heat stopped him before he could burn himself on the metal. ‘The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one,’ he said. ‘The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one – but they still come!’ ‘Yes, the chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one,’ he said. ‘The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one – but they still come!’ It seems totally incredible to me now that everyone spent that evening as though it were just like any other. From the railway station came the sound of shunting trains, ringing and rumbling, softened almost into melody by the distance. It all seemed so safe and tranquil. / / created with Apophysis & Incendia
The Whole world in my Hand 2
by Rob Toombs

The whole world and the stars surrounding it seem at times to be almost touchable. Almost as if they are part of me as i am them…. I know that i will one day land amongst the stars and become part of the energy that they portray….. Until then i will absorb the beauty of the world as if it was my own child…..
The Light of the Universe
by saleire

Rendered in Apophysis.
Lorenzo's Oils (or Lorenzo's Painted Universe)
by Matt Penfold

When cast upon this hostile shore / I didn’t lose my faith nor curse / This nutshell opened up for me / Lorenzo’s painted universe

I started writing short verses for a series of paintings: “Eighteen Images in Search of a Poet” by Lorenzo Castello. / If you haven’t seen the Tanka verses, also written for this series by Jane Solomon, they are well worth a read, as are a number of other lovely poems by various artists which you’ll find as comments on the images. / I decided to join my verses together as one long and semi-cohesive poem, the meter is not consistent because I wrote a number of these as stand alone verses and had already posted them as comments. I have tried to tie them in and I think it works after a few reads to get the rhythm sorted. I have also recorded it right here I’d like to thank Lorenzo for the inspiration and for permission to include his wonderful images here. Click the images for a better view 1/18 / 2/18 / 3/18 / 4/18 / 5/18 / 6/18 / 7/18 / 8/18 / 9/18 / 10/18 / 11/18 / 12/18 / 13/18 / 14/18 / 15/18 / 16/18 / 17/18 / 18/18 /
my watercolor attempt at VanGogh's starry night.......
by Kevin McGeeney

this is my watercolor attempt at VanGogh’s starry night….I listened to Orff’s Carmina Burana as I painted it…....
One Vision
by DevineDayDreams

featured in Globes, Sphere’s&Curves 11-24-2009 / featured in I Got The Music In Me 11-12-2009 / featured in Friends of RedBubble 11-02-2009 / featured in Valentines&Hearts 11-01-2009 / featured in The World As We See It 11-01-2009 One man one goal one mission, / One heart one soul just one solution, / One flash of light yeah one god one vision One flesh one bone, / One true religion, / One voice one hope, / One real decision, / Wowowowo gimme one vision No wrong no right, / I’m gonna tell you there’s no black and no white, / No blood no stain, / All we need is one world wide vision One flesh one bone, / One true religion, / One voice one hope, / One real decision, / Wowowowowowo I had a dream, / When I was young, / A dream of sweet illusion, / A glimpse of hope and unity, / And visions of one sweet union, / But a cold wind blows, / And a dark rain falls, / And in my heart it shows, / Look what they’ve done to my dream Vision, / Give me your hands, / Give me your hearts, / I’m ready, / There’s only one direction, / One world and one nation, / Yeah one vision No hate no fight, / Just excitation, / All through the night, / It’s a celebration wowowowo yeah One one one One flesh one bone, / One true religion, / One voice one hope, / One real decision Gimme one night, / Gimme one hope, / Just gimme, / One man one man, / One bar one night, / One day hey hey, / Just gimme gimme gimme / Fried chicken / / Apophysis, Incendia & PSP
Dimensions Beyond
by Andrea Ida Rausch

There is a gate leading us to the beyond dimensions. All we have to do is forget about our fears and walk through…......and our spirit will be free to soar the universe! / . / . / Digitally done in PI. / Resources: / Gate – my own / Iceflowers – purchased license / Fractal – my own / Stars – credits to Hubble Telescope (ESA/NASA) /
Born From The Nipple... Community
by linaji

I often think about how I came here naked and pretty beat up. My life was not working. Through Art I got a sense of feeling again I connected to my Source aka.. Nipple.. (tehee) / When I connected to Source, I was able to reach out and allow others back into my world again thus I created or Allowed … Community. RB Community is practice all the time for me to go outside my door and become more, become a part of my world around me. Sometimes I feel being here is like proving grounds; that if I can do it here, connect and love, I can do this feeling and knowing …anywhere. I sure do love you. / Linaji / 2009 Mandala’s Nipple /