Watercolour greeting card
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Watercolour by Ruth S Harris
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The cloisters of Gloucester Cathedral Watercolour by Ruth S Harris Featured on RB Home Page / Featured in “British Painters”
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Black headed gulls taking off from sandy beach in Devon. Watercolour by Ruth S Harris Original available for sale.
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From the Series-The Trees-”Autumn”....this painting is the essence of Autumn in Ontario Canada, especially in the countryside near Toronto….every year we experiece this stunning blaze of colour, this entrancing backdrop, that heralds winter... Watercolour on Hot Pressed Arches…. TOP TEN WINNER IN THE CALENDAR CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE TREES CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER AUTUMN 2009 CHALLENGE IN LIVE AND LET LIVE GROUP / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE AUTUMN CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER..YOU’RE ACCEPTED FALL/THANKSGIVING CARDS / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE INSPIRED ART CHALLENGE / FEATURED IN CHANGING LEAVES / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE FALL COLOUR CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER OF THE TREES IN WATERCOLOUR CHALLENGE IN THE WATERCOLOUR GROUP / FEATURED IN FIRST THINGS / FEATURED IN ART FOR THE WORLD / FEATURED IN CREATIVE CARDS / FEATURED IN JUST WATERCOLOURS / FEATURED IN TREES AND THEIR PARTS / FEATURED IN INSPIRED ART / FEATURED IN CANADA GROUP / FEATURED IN IMPRESSIONIST ART 1331 VIEWS Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, / Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; / Conspiring with him how to load and bless / With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; / To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, / And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; / To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells / With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, / And still more, later flowers for the bees, / Until they think warm days will never cease, / For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells...John Keats.
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Blue Night is part of the Series “The Trees” along with November Light, and Chintz Night. Watercolour on Paper… FEATURED IN…. / IMPRESSIONISM CAFE / IMPRESSIONIST ART / PRIZE CHALLENGES / LIVE AND LET LIVE / FIRST THINGS / ABSTRACT REALISM / JUST WATERCOLOURS 1275 VIEWS POPULAR SELLER Oh in the deep blue night / The fountain sang alone; / It sang to the drowsy heart / Of a satyr carved in stone. Excerpt…Sara Teasdale / /
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Huge white daisies in summer. Watercolors (I use a mixture of M Graham, W&N, Daler Rowney and Schmincke) on Fabriano Artistico extra white CP 140lb paper.
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A Delicate Rose In Soft Pastels. Original Art by Angela F. Watercolour on Watercolour Paper. This Delicate Rose would be appropriate for many occasions, such as Wedding, Friendship, Birthday, Aniversary… All The Materials Contained May Not Be Reproduced, Copied, Edited, Modified, Published, Transmitted Or Uploaded In Any Way Without My Permission. My Images Do Not Belong To The Public Domain. © Angela F., (Redbubble Nickname AngelArtiste): Using my images for any purpose and in any way, without prior permission, is strictly prohibited.
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/ “Moondance”is in the Landscape collection...it is a new painting based on a winter scene I had posted earlier… Watercolour on Arches Paper… Many features…challenge win… 1068 Views Well, its a marvelous night for a moondance / With the stars up above in your eyes / A fantabulous night to make romance / ‘neath the cover of October skies / And all the leaves on the trees are falling / To the sound of the breezes that blow / And I’m trying to please to the calling / Of your heart-strings that play soft and low / And all the nights magic seems to whisper and hush / And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush Michael Buble Music / / Well, I wanna make love to you tonight / I can’t wait ‘til the morning has come / And I know that the time is just right / And straight into my arms you will run / And when you come my heart will be waiting / To make sure that you’re never alone / There and then all my dreams will come true, dear / There and then I will make you my own / And every time I touch you, you just tremble inside / And I know how much you want me that you can’t hide. ..Van Morrison
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“Red pears with Ewer” is part of the Blue Series...image painted from early sketch…provenance unknown… / See others in the Series below… Watercolour on Gessoed Arches Paper… My beautiful ewer, pleasant and elegant, / In the world of today who can find the like? / Everyone who sees it says ‘It is very beautiful’. / No one has found its twin because there are no others like it. / Glance at the ewer, a spirit comes to life out of it, / And this is living water that flows from it. / Each stream which flows from it into the hand / Gives each hour new pleasure. / Glance at the ewer which everyone praises; / It is worthy to be of service to such an honoured person as you Ancient poem… / / / /
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/ “Simple Abundance..Peaches” is part of the Simple Abundance Series...inspired by Susan Ban Breathnach’s book “Simple Abundance” and the abundance of Fruit and Vegetables available in our markets…....see more from the series below…originals are for sale.. Watercolour on Arches Not Paper… Featured on the Home Page and many groups… 933 Views There is enough for all. The earth is a generous mother; she will provide in plentiful abundance food for all her children if they will but cultivate her soil in justice and in peace. ...Bourke Coekran / / /
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A macro watercolour of a beautiful orange rose which glows with light and colour. W&N, Daler Rowney and M Graham watercolours on Fabriano Artistico CP paper. The original is available for sale, contact me through bubblemail.
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“Waiting is part of the Trees, Semi-Abstract, and Winter Collections...Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico Hot Pressed Paper…see others below… The Trees are frozen in Silence…Waiting. Sadness is but a part of it all, / Coming so relentlessly in the morning, / The offscouring of dreams. / Why do you run? / The Birch tree does not run. / Stripped of his leaves by the cold winds, / Waiting silently all winter, / Without complaint. / Standing deep in the snow, / Without motion. / He knows the cold will go away, / That the sun will warm the grass green, / And give back his leaves, / And lure back his birds. / He knows that only fools are not sad. J. Kavanaugh /
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/ “Bamboo Night is Part of the new “Tropics” Collection... Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico Hot Pressed Paper.. The aura of bamboo grove by night is charming to behold, / The moon peeks thru the leaves painting the grove in silhouette and silvery shadows, / The trees resonate with the heartbeat of romance, / Each knot feels like the ladder to advance to the higher level of ecstasy of love. J.Narain.. /
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/ “Fandango” is part of the new Collection “Tropics”.. the coconut tree in hot colours, temperature and mood, close-up…inspired by the Latin Dance the Fandango, with music by the Gypsy Kings… Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico Hot Pressed Paper… 1877 Views Dance a light fandango / Take me ‘round and ‘round / Dance a light fandango / Never let me down Steve Miller Band Gypsy KIngs Baila Me (I danced) / Fandango (The Dance).. /
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/ “Imagination “is part of the series “The Trees”, all the seasons together, inspired by the Green movement, and painted in Watercolour on Arches Hot Pressed Paper..see others below 1450 views The tree which moves some to tears of joy, is in the eyes of others, only a green thing that stands in the way. / Some see Nature all ridicule and deformity, and some scarce see Nature at all. / But to the eyes of the man of imagination, Nature is Imagination itself. / William Blake, 1799, The Letters* / / / /
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Watercolour of colourful tulips.
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Frilly, flouncy irises always make me think of dancers so when I was trying to decide a name for this one, “Showdance” popped into my head! Watercolour on paper.
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Watercolour from my own reference.
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/ I have been intrigued with Leonard Cohen all my adult life..I own all his music and writings, and in fact studied his work in University... / This is my interpretation of “The Stranger”...a figure, part human, part landscape, faceless, featureless, with light shining right through him as if he were not really there, at one with the trees and the hills…his stance is vaguely menacing, his person anonymous…we know him and yet we don’t at the same time….even thought I knew it by heart, I listened to the song over and over while I painted…as the initial colours became darker and darker, I felt I knew The Stranger, seen him in fact…in reality I have never met anyone remotely like him, but I think many women do know him…..the lyrics tell the whole story and listening to LC brings it to life…only he knows who The Stranger really is. It’s true that all the men you knew were dealers / who said they were through with dealing / Every time you gave them shelter / I know that kind of man / It’s hard to hold the hand of anyone / who is reaching for the sky just to surrender / who is reaching for the sky just to surrender. And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind / you find he did not leave you very much not even laughter / Like any dealer he was watching for the card / that is so high and wild / he’ll never need to deal another / He was just some Joseph looking for a manger / He was just some Joseph looking for a manger. And then leaning on your window sill / he’ll say one day you caused his will / to weaken with your love and warmth and shelter / And then taking from his wallet / an old schedule of trains, he’ll say / I told you when I came I was a stranger / I told you when I came I was a stranger. But now another stranger seems / to want you to ignore his dreams / as though they were the burden of some other / O you’ve seen that man before / his golden arm dispatching cards / but now it’s rusted from the elbows to the finger / And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter / Yes he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter. Ah you hate to watch another tired man / lay down his hand / like he was giving up the holy game of poker / And while he talks his dreams to sleep / you notice there’s a highway / that is curling up like smoke above his shoulder / and suddenly you feel a little older You tell him to come in sit down / but something makes you turn around / The door is open you can’t close your shelter / You try the handle of the road / It opens do not be afraid / It’s you my love, you who are the stranger / It’s you my love, you who are the stranger. Well, I’ve been waiting, I was sure / we’d meet between the trains we’re waiting for / I think it’s time to board another / Please understand, I never had a secret chart / to get me to the heart of this / or any other matter / When he talks like this / you don’t know what he’s after / When he speaks like this, / you don’t know what he’s after. Let’s meet tomorrow if you choose / upon the shore, beneath the bridge / that they are building on some endless river / Then he leaves the platform / for the sleeping car that’s warm / You realize, he’s only advertising one more shelter / And it comes to you, he never was a stranger / And you say ok the bridge or someplace later. And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind … / And leaning on your window sill … / I told you when I came I was a stranger. Leonard Cohen LISTEN TO THE SONG Acrylic on Canvas
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Sweet peas backlit by the sun. Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico extra white paper.
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A watercolour painting of silver birch trees in their autumn colours
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“Spellbound” is part of the Winter and Portrait Collection…the painting captures the feeling of submitting ones own will to the tyrannical demands of the storm….my portrayal is one of a goddess of winter…with the red berries in her hair, she embodies its stillness, its sense of silence, darkness, and bitter cold..the falling snow is a “poem of the air,” wrote Longfellow, where the “troubled sky reveals the grief it feels.” / Winter is a time to concentrate on renewing and affirming human relationships. Watercolour on Arches Not Paper… Featured in Out of The Blue Views..134 VIEW THE ENTIRE WINTER COLLECTION HERE The night is darkening round me, / The wild winds coldly blow; / But a tyrant spell has bound me / And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bending / Their bare boughs weighed with snow. / And the storm is fast descending, / And yet I cannot go. Clouds beyond clouds above me, / Wastes beyond wastes below; / But nothing dear can move me; / I will not, cannot go...E. Bronte / Forever Autumn VIEW THE ENTIRE PORTRAIT COLLECTION HERE
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Watercolour painting on Arches watercolour paper. I dropped paint onto wet paper then shaped the painting, adding trees and lines to create the desired effect. Winter Begins Autumn recedes and winter steps in / The leaves have all fallen the snow begins. / Falling softly settling on dried leaves / Gimpses of light sparkle through the trees. Linda
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20cm x 30cm watercolour on Arches paper with Gold Metallic acrylic paint of my version of the ‘stairway to heaven’. Trusting this painting takes you on an imaginative journey. Stairway to Heaven The body has gone the soul remains white / it starts to move towards the light / the stairway is lit it is all aglow / with trees and light, this is the way…. you know / here you will be, here you will spend / all of your days, there will be no end. ....Linda
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