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Water soluble pastels drawing/painting. The tags say it all peeps :) This was inspired by a girl whom took nude pictures of herself and then complained that they had more views than her other pics. She was calling men pervs and peepers for looking but not commenting. The very next day she loaded another nude of herself, Just boobs and a look on her face that resembled a deer caught in the headlights, I couldn’t believe the confusion ! I was so angry that I drew/painted this picture in five fierce hours straight. I couldn’t make sense of it, not one little bit….............................. After all these months I have finally decided to write a description but you can put it all together with what you see. PINK VIDEO
This is an IR shot taken at my favourite location on the Hunter River in Hexam, Newcastle, NSW, Oz.
An infrared capture taken on Lake Macquarie, Newcastle, Australia. / / It was a really overcast day and a huge storm was rolling in. I managed to get a couple of shots off before the rain arrived. / / Camera: Fujifilm FinePix S7000 / ISO200 / f/4.0 / 1.3 sec exposure / R72 Filter / Tripod / Shutter Release SOLD: As a small laminated print to a Redbubble member / As a mounted Print to ? / 4 x as a card / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
This is a photo of my best friend taken in Saundersfoot, West Wales during my first year at University. It’s quite a nostalgic picture for me…time goes too fast, things change, we change… (C) drjones
Number 3 of 3 in a set.
It doesn’t matter if people are interested. It’s about you taking your stuff and shouting out into the void. / ~ Jadelr and Cristina Cordova
I played in the Dark Side as well as the Light Side of Photography. / MCN: C5FB9-39838-7CDF5
Multicolored digital flame fractal.
just talking to myself… .
Fallen angel without wings stuck in a dead tree. Photo based mixed medium art.
Vessel releasing vapor. Photo based illustation.
spaceisdeep Copyright Hawkwind Space is dark it is so endless / When you’re lost it’s so relentless / It is so big, it is small / Why does man try to act so tall Is this the reason / Deep in our minds It does not feel it does not die / Space is neither truth nor lies / Into the void we have to travel / To find the clue which will unravel Is this the reason / Deep in our minds The secret lies with our tomorrow / In each of us is a hidden sorrow / The path goes onward through the night / Beyond the realms of ancient light Is this the reason / Deep in our minds / lyrics dave brock
no communication / alone / falling into a void / blurred vision / spectres / tangled vision / darkness
Crow serves as the gatekeeper to the void, the void being the formless world of spirit. Crow can travel between the spirit world and the phenomenal or physical world of reality. Crow’s black feathers retain elements of the substance of the void with their subtle, fluctuating iridescence. There are many stories from many cultures that talk about how Crow played an important role in the development and evolution of humanity…including the bringing of light out of the darkness. This painting depicts Crow in the between space of spirit and the physical world. I worked on this piece while at a painting residency at Vermont Studio Center in 2008. This is one of the first paintings that I felt really spoke directly to me and had a consciousness of its own. I believe all my paintings, when I am working on them, are alive in some way. But usually they simply resonate with the energy that I focus on when I paint them. This painting was unique and individual and had its own personality and energy independent of my own. I talked to this painting. She told me what she wanted. I had only to listen… (original painting: “Crow, She Brought Light”, acrylic on canvas, 30×30”) All artwork and text © Copyright 2009 DoAn Art (Antony Galbraith) unless indicated otherwise. All Rights Reserved. Any downloading, copying or use of this image is strictly prohibited without express written consent by Antony Galbraith.
The other casualties of war—those left behind, are seldom considered after the folded flag is given in memory of their loved one’s sacrifice. This piece pays homage to those left behind, and explores “Feeling the Void”. It features the riderless horse, which, although reserved for colonels, or above, in the Army or Marine Corps, here, symbolizes the soul of the lost soldier. The horse here is a Friesian horse, on which a star blaze has been added as a tribute to “Black Jack”, a long serving riderless horse. The young woman represents a daughter, nearly grown, for all intents and purposes, but always and forever “Daddy’s girl”. Take a moment with me and remember the wives, husbands, children, brothers, and sisters of the lost soldiers who paid their respective country with their life and, also, the lives of those they left behind. Digital work, in watercolor style, June 2009 Suggestions: Sympathy card for someone who has lost a family member in the service. Poster for a child who has lost a parent in the service. And the normal aesthetic pieces for those who love powerful, symbolic art. BEST VIEWED LARGE Special thanks to stock providers: FantasyStock, B-Squared Stock, and Jan Willem Geertsma Greeting Card ^ Mounted Print ^ Framed print, mocha flat frame, off-white mat ~ DETAIL click the images below to see full size, fine detail Girl head detail~ ^ (click for full size) Horse head detail ^ Horse saddle, sword, and boot, hand-painted detail ^ ( for full size)
Magnetic mysteries force light and life to generate and fill the void that could otherwise be so easily overlooked. Words by Sophie Shapiro Thinking of you Jas June 30th 2009
The Jewish Museum Berlin (Jüdisches Museum Berlin), in Berlin, Germany, covers two millennia of German Jewish history. The architect Daniel Libeskind created the museum in a radical, zigzag design, which earned the nickname “Blitz.”. Menashe Kadishman’s (מנשה קדישמן) contribution to the Jewish Museum Berlin is the installation titled Shalechet (Fallen Leaves) in the Memory Void, one of the empty spaces of the Libeskind Building. Over 10,000 open-mouthed faces coarsely cut from heavy, circular iron plates cover the floor. Kadishman’s installation, on loan from Dieter and Si Rosenkranz, powerfully compliments the spatial feel of the Voids. While these serve as an architectural expression of the irretrievable loss of the Jews murdered in Europe, Menashe Kadishman’s sculptures filling them evoke painful recollections of the innocent victims of yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Born in 1932, Menashe Kadishman studied sculpture in Israel from 1947 to 1950. He continued his education in Great Britain at the St. Martin’s School of Art and the Slade School of Art in London (1959-1960). Today the artist lives and works in his native town of Tel Aviv. He has been awarded several prizes since the 1960s, among them first prize for sculpture at the Fifth Paris Biennial Art Festival (1967), the Sandberg Prize from the Israel Museum Jerusalem (1978), and the Mendel Pundik Foundation Prize for Israeli Art (1984). He represented Israel at the Venetian Biennial Art Festival in 1978. In the years since 1965, Kadishman’s art has been shown in numerous single and group exhibitions in Israel and far beyond, and has won international acclaim.
As we are nearing the 8th anniversary of 9/11, I wanted to post this shot of Lower Manhattan. I am a bit ashamed to say, that I have not seen the New York City skyline with the World Trade Center Towers. I can only imagine how magnificent it must have looked. We shall never forget!
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