Viking
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Viking
Denmark
376 creative works found
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Competition entry for an art contest for the comic Runes of Ragnan.
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Rock the party like a VIKING!
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Ink and Digital
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ink and digital
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Computer generated viking axes
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These three enormous bronze swords stand monument to the battle of Hafrsfjord in the year 872, when Harald Hårfagre (Fairheaded Harald) united Norway into one kingdom. The monument was designed by Fritz Røed (1928 – 2002) from Bryne, just south of Stavanger. It was unveiled by Norway’s King Olav in 1983. The swords, which are about 10 meters tall, stand for peace and unification. One sword is larger than the others. This was Fairheaded Harald’s sword. The swords are planted in solid rock – representing peace. The swords can be found at Møllebukta which is a bay area on the southern shore of Hafrsfjord.
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Pastels on Paper 120×90 cms / Sold the original. Watch hands on an ancient clock, slow but still moving. Clicking in the dark when there’s no one home. Echoing in a hall with light spilling in through the frosted glass. Like when the game is over and it’s time to hold and time to kill, the very very last drop of milk splashes onto the page and the very very dark blue moves in the corner. Walking with me to the end of the isle pewter cups full of thick liquid that catches in the back of your throat and makes you sputter like a fire or a kerosene heater or a lamp or an old sick car with students in it too dumb / to know / not to try. / No time to write or think or curl my fingers around, a dove’s leg curse or a jewel. Pierced, oh sure, like that a pinprick in an open sky, a babbling tower. Water from the sky from the ocean from the heart, clipped, triggered and muzzled, strapped to the enormity of it. Colour-blind and balanced, capsized and immersed, a bridge that’s a seething landscape. / Titan for a Tuesday, dry as a bone wrist or a Doll’s house in the desert. / It smells like strength and vicissitude with only what you want and a cold turned spoke. / Staggering and with a head full full of light, only small acts of kindness, what else is there to find for us silent at the edge of the day? / So then it’s only you and me in a saturated blue, long kisses hard into each other / sweat and confirmation, an engine of conviction, a weapon of devolution. / A slow turning and immense mill with a lidless sacrifice and an angry wasp, pulled from one strung heart sharp over ribs. There’s only breath and life / and no promises from either, go guarantor for me that I’ll be alone, / prove me right with skin that colour, hand that soft, a zealot with a placard walking in the rain. / Drama and faith are such poor excuses. / Only hints and grace, something gone, out into the soft and never ending night with a half heard cry. / I’m sad for you, baby. / I know. I know. / I saw the tremors and the shadows in the kitchen. Like leaves and seeds bent around a chain link fence on a quiet day. It’s only me, just me, that’s all. / I can come and visit and hold your head up for you while you try and sing, like before with both hands that you pushed to my throat. / Wait for me, oh wait for me baby. / I know my arms are empty and ugly and I have hard edges and sway and rock and twitch twitch twitch and I’m sorry for all these things and for the old woman made up for no-one and for the beautiful girl so autistic she couldn’t see and for the tiny mad child that I was / and for the tiny mad child that you were, dirty hands and sweet, / sweet, / bruised skin. / Twelve o’clock on a Friday night, / Run my hand down the side of my face. Crack each finger individually. Give up, give in. Whisper and kiss the side of my mouth. Someplace or something warm. It’s okay. / It is.
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Pastels on paper 120×70 cm Sold it and this is the highest res copy I have crrrrrrap. What the fuck is going on? What are we doing? How can we ameliorate our lives with simplicity when we know what we know? Or think we know. / Shit shit shit shit shit shit. / I have a huge lack of understanding. / That sentence was supposed to continue, but stopped somehow. Burns me up. You even have Cat In The Hat Pajamas, and I mean, how cool is that? / Excuse me, I just thought I would skirt ambitiously around the subject for a while. I have no idea what to say and am feeling a little romantically disturbed by attempting to begin to break my silences begin to gnaw at the old gauze, reeking and tough, that covers my lips. / So. Today is a day for honest extremity. Makes me feel more at home all of a sudden. I feel much more comfortable when everything confuses me. I always feel like some small and viciously real creature is crawling up the back of my scalp and whispering that it’s all a lie when I have some semblance of feeling in control. / Nothing like a spanner in the rabbit. / I have climbed my way back into my safety haven and behaved like I had supposed, had always supposed that I am supposed to. Security wraps its warm but a little spiky arms around me once again. I’m so desperately trying to sell out that I even manage to forget the oaths I swore to myself when I was a teenager… and when they creep into the back of my mind I slap them around with a few extra anti depressants and paint a happy picture (I am lying why am I lying I cannot and have never been able to cheat with the lines and colours of my work. They betray me in acuity, in dread. And the meds do nothing. I have taken none for months at a time, I have taken ten times the dose for months. No difference. Side effects. Shakes, rashes. A median of despair punctured with pinhole panic; with sobbing collapse. Degrees of sickness inviolate and unaffected.) You actually know what I’m talking about. How strange. Catharsis rears its unlovely head. / I have desires I can’t even begin to describe. There is something about losing your mind that is more real than anything else, more tempting and free; a claw hook in the back of a healthy brain. / I never thought you took me seriously. (Why would you how could you why would anyone?) / I have hesitated and stuttered and smoked too much and stared at you when you weren’t looking. Allowed myself to pine. / We are fools in a world that does not tolerate fools. / I have looked and looked, and I always thought that feeling this way and being trapped by the sadness, the sadness… / I thought – that this was a common excuse for not living. Not doing and earning like everyone else. / It isn’t a common excuse. It’s an uncommon reason. I would like to spend a week with you and just see how similar we are; just for once talk to you for long enough without being interrupted to know, maybe to just stop lying. Can you imagine that? Honesty in life seems impossible, but it might not be between us. / The fallacy expands. / How often do you lie a day? Think about it. Coming to each other and saying: / “Well, today, I really thought about suicide, and I had to make myself eat even though it made me want to puke. I felt each movement I took as a jarring blow. I spoke to other people… other creatures in the world even though I could not find my breath and I gasped and clenched my uncertain weak fists. I still spoke because I had to I had to and the rope the knife they swell rotten and sweet in every turn and thought and they live in the fear booming in my heart shivering through my feet as I step through the world. / “But I am alive and I have my hands before me and my scars are old. I have lied well enough to hide, for this time at least. / “I thought it took all the strength that I have to do these things, but it took more to them to you.”
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viking sentry at bunratty castle co clare
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don’t stop the music.. if you haven’t heard of technoviking.. WHATS WRONG WITH YOU.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_1nzEFMjkI4
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Its True
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Drakar in the specially designed building. / Photo taken with the Canon bridge S3 IS “Oslo’s Viking Museum” was featured in the group Statues and Such
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Photoshop/ a combination of four photos. The old mill is not far from where I live.Mynydd Parys (parys mountain) Anglesey. / Canon EOS 5D Main pic ISO 100 f22 at 1/30sec. birds, helmet & axe blended in.
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Lindisfarne, usually known as Holy Island, is off the north east coast of England, shortly before reaching Berwick On Tweed. Celtic Christianity reached our country from Ireland via Iona and Lindisfarne. The Lindisfarne Gospels (similar to the Book of Kells) was written here. The Vikings invaded and slaughtered the monks, but some escaped with the Gospels and the remains of St. Cuthbert. They fled to Durham, stopping off at many places enroute, most of which ended up with a church named in honour of St. Cuthbert. Tomg mentioned the Beblowe Craig, a volcanic mound on which the castle stands. Here is Tom’s photo, taken from a different perspective and showing more of the actual castle. Wutz4tea, a new Redbubbler, mentioned liking Holy Island, so I am uploading this for her.
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For more information please visit Brian’s Homepage
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viking teddy lover
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Original made buy Murray Newham: http://www.redbubble.com/people/mren
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/ Core [C.O.R.E] / Art and Stories made for Children This took a while. This was done in photo shop with no photgraph or model, only my imagination . I worked mainly in shapes and color to get this look. There are 2 texture filters for the leather and some paper pattern for the background. / Strange but this dude just popped out! he came so close to a real viking that I did do some research on weapons, the coins on the boots and cape, and boots, and the raven flag, the rest I just made up. / / Copyright / These Images and Writings Do Not Belong To ANY Public Domain. All images and Writing are copyright © Patricia Anne McCarty & Deep Red Tiger Images 2009. All Rights Reserved. Copying, altering, displaying or redistribution of any of these images or Writings without written permission from the artist is strictly prohibited.
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Today we visited the Medieval Festival held at Gumeracha, in the Adelaide Hills. There were so many interesting people there, including this man, Keith, who makes silver jewelry and replica artifacts from the past. His particular love is viking history. He was dressed in period costume and his hair and beard were perfect – in fact he could have stepped out of a previous time. He was interesting to talk with, and kind enough to pose for me. I have layered his portrait with some textures to bring out the depth of the character in his wonderful face. Oh, and that is a great walking staff he is holding – a great weapon for defending yourself, if you have to! Canon 40D, Sigma 18-200 / various textures added in photoshop. This image featured in the group South Australian Artists in May 2009. Thanks so much! And featured in the group The Adelaide Hills in May 2009, thanks so much! And featured in the group Canon DSLR in May 2009, thanks very much! Yet another feature, in That’s Entertainment in June 2009. Thanks so much! This image featured in the group Portraits in Natural Light in August 2009. Many thanks! This image featured in the group Bubblers Weekly Challenge in September 2009. Thank you so much!
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ancient dream landscape series
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11/5/09 ~ Featured in School Spirit ~ Yay – Go Team Go!! {thanks!} 10/19/09 ~ Featured in the Canon DSLR group ~ Thank you!!! These days I spend every Friday and Monday night taking pictures of my grandson’s football team – the Williams Valley Vikings. On the night of 10/16/09 it was very cold and rainy in Pennsylvania, so it added a little more atmosphere to my pictures. Steam and mist arose from the field wherever they went. I’m posting a few of the team photos in honor of the Viking win against Juniata. I was using my zoom lens, but between the rain and the mist the pictures look foggy. Canon EOS DIGITAL REBEL XSi / F stop: F/5.6 Exposure: 1/100 sec. Focal length: 250.0 mm Flash: flash did not fire, Shutter speed (Tv): 6.6
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