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• Free Hi Resolution Textures
  by Cameron Gray

  If you’re an artist or designer looking for some free hi res textures to use in you work, I am now giving away my personal textures for o…

  If you’re an artist or designer looking for some free hi res textures to use in you work, I am now giving away my personal textures for others to use in their work. These textures are completely free and can be used for commercial and non-commercial work. / If you could help spread the word about these free textures, I would be very grateful. / I’m also giving away free copies of my book to certain people who are of particular help in promoting these textures & my website. / Textures are available from: / http://www.ParableVisions.com Enjoy, - Cameron Gray

• tips on shooting or viewing wildlife
  by Christopher Ewing

  after having spent a couple of days driving thru cades cove. i watched the tourons (tourists) literally chase after the wildlife. happy…

  after having spent a couple of days driving thru cades cove. i watched the tourons (tourists) literally chase after the wildlife. happy they had put a bear up a tree, this of course infuriated me. / so i thought about giving some tips, on how to view wildlife, and photograph it. / of course this is what i have learnt, being right there with the animals, im sure others will have their own techniques, but id thought id share mine, and let out alittle rant as well :) first thing, people should respect wildlife, not fear it. they should realize they are in the animal’s home. it isnt a zoo, or a set up and these animals are Not trained to tolerate humans around. think of how you’d feel if someone charged you, had a camera trying to put it in your face, and chase you til they think they got the shot, no one would appreciate it, animals are the same way….so have respect when you do see wildlife, be Very Quiet, DO NOT Charge them!! remember they can move twice the speed you can, most would attempt to run away, but if provoked long enough, they will protect themselves and their young if any are around. So move Very Slow, keep a good distance. Yes i know its very hard to do, i experience it all the time, wanting that Shot, however, i do realize, i move to fast, or get too close. i risk losing my shot by making animal take off, i risk having the animal having been fed up with humans chasing it actually charge me. the photog in me, of course wants that Clear Shot, however the animal lover in me, is willing to risk that Clear shot, and enjoy the fact im able to be close enough, it trust me, and go about its business….the ulitimate shot will come if it’s meant to happen. if you watch the animal close enough, you can tell by it’s body movements, where it wants to go, what it plans on doing. if it’s upset, or ok with you around. whitetail deer will start flicking their tails quite fast in signs of danger, black bear will sniff the air when wanting to head in a certain direction. pay attention to body motions, like us, they use their bodies to communicate also. if you listen closely to how the birds are singing, you can also get signs from that as well. you can tell if they feel danger is around, something is around their nest, or just happy chirping when shooting wildlife, i recommend to Always be in shutterspeed priority. i usually start out at 200 and go up from there. remember they are always moving, they arent trained to sit and pose for us. so keep camera in SS priority. even when they are sitting still believe it or not, they are moving, you will see that later on when you check out your photos. / of course the ideal situtation is to have them in a clearing , with good lighting. however, it doesnt always turn out that way. sometimes you have to go into the woods, which means lighting isnt as bright. / i suggest adjusting the ISO , take a few shots, just to get an idea of what the shot will look like. bright side about digital, you can delete. when im in the woods, as my light changes, after hiking a few yards, i will do another test shot, making the adjustments with the ISO and the exposure bias. remember to stay in SS mode, regardless. its a bummer when you finally come up along a wild animal, and the shot turns out blurry, due to going to another mode. when you see the animal after hiking some, stay still!! even tho they might not be looking at you, they can smell you. bears(for example) can smell you up to 14days after you have gone. so just stand abit, move very very slow, attempting to get a clear spot with decent lighting. it’s also a good time to do a quick test shot to make sure your settings are good for a nice clear shot just in case it moves your way and you can get a close up. i used to avoid going to a high ISO, but i realized, it helps my lighting, thats the most important thing in photography, matter of fact that is what photography is all about..the lighting. so adjust if needed, go up alittle at a time. i personally dont like going to my highest ISO of 1600, just too much grain, so the max ill go if i have to.is 800. of course you decide on your situtation, all are different. in time the animal will turn to look at you..STAY STILL!!! if you’re with someone..do NOT talk! they do hear very well. any sudden movements or sounds can make them take off. they can go a 100yards in no time. Think when following a animal!! i know from experience, black bears will get you to follow, and then backtrack, disappearing into the woods, and you’re further then expected. so be aware of how far you’re going into the woods. and of course always be aware of your surroundings / there have been many times, like this morning for example. the bear gets into the woods, lighting just isnt right, even after adjustments on camera, thats when you just enjoy the moment with your eyes, absorbing the fact you were able to witness a wild animal in its habitat. / my best experience so far is the day, a few weeks ago, when some tourons ran two cubs up a tree. lucky for me, their batteries ran out and one ran out of film :) as they left i kept my spot, nope it wasnt the very best spot, a lot of high grass. however, the cubs came out of the tree, well aware of me there. i was probably about 30-40feet from them, i kept still, quiet, and of course eye at the viewfinder. they started wrestling, yep got a few good shots of it, most tho are in my personal folder, of just having that wonderful experience. id say about a hour had passed til they got tired of playing and got hungry and moved on. totally awesome experience!! another opportunity i had about a month ago, i had seen some bear, could tell the direction they were heading. i figured as long as any tourons didnt make them go into a different direction by charging/chasing them, they would come right to where i stood and waited. i was very happy thats exactly what happened :) i stood still as the cubs approached me, had been doing test shots the whole time. had a good SS on, high ISO of 800, exposure bias set at it’s highest, and started shooting. i just stayed on the shutterbutton, i got some of the best bear shots to date, those cubs came within 15feet of me. when one decided to move alittle closer, i SLowly moved my tripod, to make it go away. which it did, another awesome experience so if you’re a nature lover, wildlife photog, or just someone who gets that chance to shoot wildlife, just remember..RESPECT is the key to getting some awesome shots. im hoping some of my tips can help anyone interested, and of course if anyone else has any tips, please feel free to share them :)

• Collaboration
  by Rosalie Dale IPA

  Please take a moment to view Bear in the pines – ...

  Please take a moment to view Bear in the pines – two photos by George Petrovsky which I merged for him in PS. Trust you enjoy this beautiful woodsy shot (and George’s four footed friend).

• first sale
  by WOLF

  thank you to who ever for buying trees #14 it’s great to wake up and see something you did not expect to see thanks again to who ev…

  thank you to who ever for buying trees #14 it’s great to wake up and see something you did not expect to see thanks again to who ever got trees #14 nave a great day all ..i know i will wolf

• What Cultural Background Are you?
  by Arletta

  Warning: This is meant to be humorous, but, truthful. Sometimes I get asked that, but, most people do not understand, or accept, the …

  Warning: This is meant to be humorous, but, truthful. Sometimes I get asked that, but, most people do not understand, or accept, the answer. I suppose what they really mean to ask is what ethnicity my blood is and was I raised with any of the stereotypical/traditional values of persons from such ethnicities. Still, culture is what they asked, so culture is what they got: I’m Alaskan I wear flannels, by choice. Duct tape is my friend! Racists are for pointing at and laughing about, but not a good reason to leave a party! Unless they are really nasty about it, and won’t shut up, and try to kill people. Then they have to leave the party! So, see? I am Alaskan. That is my culture. It isn’t just where I was raised, but how I was raised, and what land and weather patterns and mixture of other cultures that were brewed together there helped to raise me. We are not like the people from Georgia, Alabama, Texas, California, Florida, etc. And, while I am mostly Irish by blood, I am certainly not just like the Irish from Ireland or the Irish-American sort, either. I wasn’t raised to be any of those things, or American, or anything but myself and in Alaska. That’s what makes me Alaskan. More on racism: Rocks will be thrown at heads. This is why you jump in the ditch. It doesn’t matter if it’s Natives throwing them at white people or vice versa: ditches are your safety zone. It’s not racism, unless children, elderly, or invalids are attacked or until they hunt you down after you jumped into the ditch, or they refuse to even drink with you. If you don’t like it, tough: it’s not your culture! On dress codes: Bunny Boots are to be worn to the Opera, Rock concerts, movies, romantic dates, casual family get-togethers, and the birth of your first child. No, you don’t have to wear them, but if you are wearing them, people should look at you with envy or amusement. If they don’t, it’s proof positive they aren’t Alaskan enough to matter. Only Alaskans can wear ‘Alaska’ t-shirts. We are not Calvin Klein, marking our territory and claiming ownership of people. If we wanted slaves, you’d be allowed to wear the t-shirts; but, as it is, we are the only ones that should be labeled as Alaskan. Go wear a t-shrt that labels you as being from Texas or wherever it is you came from! Exceptions, possibly, are for Hawaii. Yes, we will wear your t-shirts, but only as a joke and a bit of a culturally based Dare. It makes our skin crawl, and that makes us laugh. Exceptions are still, possibly, for Hawaii. D.D.T. is necessary and any environmentalist who does not concur should be immediately shoved into a nearby stretch of woods without it. Dynamite and machetes, both, are tools in the hands of Alaskans. They are not weapons and we do not care about the impact of either on the environment. The fact is, when a 2 ton, or so, enraged bear is coming after us, we want to make an impact on the environment. We don’t care about your silly, puny, little Elephant guns. Get it through your head that we usually stop playing with cap pistols by the time we are five or so! It’s not a blizzard, just because the roof blew off the house and you can’t find it, now, because of the snow that fell in the ensuing two minutes. It’s snow and wind! If it was a blizzard, you’d be in Michigan or someplace like that where they believe in blizzards! Rain is good! Rain means less dust in the air, less mosquitoes in the air, and less smoke from forest fires in the air. The only time rain is bad is when there is ice on the roads! It is not child abuse to walk with your child in the rain, without rain coats or umbrellas. It is child abuse to never let them out in it! Children should work. Adults should play. Also, vice versa. These are some of the many, varied social laws that make up the Alaskan culture. Another one is that only Alaskans are allowed to know these things, as stated herein, so, if you are not Alaskan, you must stop reading and erase your memory of this posting STAT.

• FEATURED.... Featured : Thankyou all at REDBUBBLE......
  by Larry Llewellyn

  Featured Work / “Thank You Lord For Each Extra Day….....” was featured in the group Stillness Speaks about 2 hours ago I am always p…

  Featured Work / “Thank You Lord For Each Extra Day….....” was featured in the group Stillness Speaks about 2 hours ago I am always pleased to see my work up front…Thanks to the hosts at “Stillness Speaks”, all the hard work keeping us in line…

• Sculpture/Statue Designs for Licensing Fee
  by Lisa Weber

  I’ve decided to branch out into other types of fields. Im always trying to think of ways to market myself without spending a fortune, but…

  I’ve decided to branch out into other types of fields. Im always trying to think of ways to market myself without spending a fortune, but arent we all! LOL / I started to create statue like art pieces recently, and it dawned on me that somewhere perhaps someone is looking for new and innovated designs, to make into real sculptures/statues. / I would love to bring these creation ideas to life, of course I would retain the copyright design end of it but perhaps a collaboration between an artist and a sculpturer work make for a fine business venture. / If anyone knows how I can approach such people in that field please email me with info. I’d really appreciate it. Here’s a direct link to see some of my designs up close so far: Sculpture & Statue Designs for Licensing Fee Thank you / Lisa

• CATAPILLAR SKIN - A play for the chemical jubilee
  by moodyfingers

  OPEN : A girl lies on top of a small, obviously home dug grave, decorated only by a crude cross and scattered flowers and sea shell…

  OPEN : A girl lies on top of a small, obviously home dug grave, decorated only by a crude cross and scattered flowers and sea shells. She wears a white summer dress, a little tattered, with no shoes. Her hair is done in random plaits and braids, as though subconsciously done through nervous inner tension. Around several of her fingers are small string bows. She lazily plays an African piano, plucking the same melody over and over as she softly sings gibber to herself. After a time, she stops playing and her arms fall to her sides, remaining completely still. This pause last for just a little too long, enough that the audience gets a little uncomfortable. Then her head slowly lolls towards the audience, a smile spread across her face. After a moment she stretches like a cat and yawns, staring back up at the sky. GIRL : (Talking to the grave) The sun looks as though it should be warm today, Monty. Like it should be stabbing my skin with delicate knives, prickles and tickles. Instead its rays are dull and marbled. Cold. It’s hard to be agreeable, Monty, when even the sun is telling you lies. It’s the strangest thing, but somehow I imagine your little bones to be bleached white as though by the sun. Ivory jutting out of sienna, like some sort of crown. But of course, this can’t be so. No sun reaches you down there, does it Monty? Dead eyed or otherwise. (PAUSE) Peculiar how I can come see you every day at the same time, and think… the same… things. (Voice trails off. Subconsciously she begins plucking notes on the African piano. She turns her head suddenly, as though hearing someone speak.) GIRL : Stories? Again? What of this time? (Laughs) Oh. I see. (Her expression becomes solemn) My father. (Long Pause) GIRL : Raised on this dirt farm, was I, a sparrow in a nest of glass and clay. My father was a tall man, gaunt comes to mind, stone cold and somehow.. embalmed. God was his drug of choice Monty. I remember him saying that he heard angels calling his name from beneath the cracks in the fields. From within the undergrowth of the kudzu. (Her hands move towards her stomach protectively) GIRL : From the… handle of a blade. (Pause) GIRL : A Christmas eve of icepacks ands sutras. Seventeen stitches, the first. Only eight for the second and the third would heal all on its own if only I could keep it clean. (Pause) GIRL : No Monty, not scars. I prefer ‘Endorsements of my former owner’s opinions.’ But I want you to know, sweet Monty, that it’s important not to harbour such things. (Begins dangling her fingers with the bows in front of her face) GIRL : Sometimes it take a day to remember the ways, a single day can make you feel, I wear this string to remember such things. It’s important to appreciate contrasts, Monty. And remember, strong light always has to cast an equally dark shadow. (Continues watching her fingers) GIRL : Tick. Tock. Tick….. tock…tick. It is quiet, isn’t it? Still. No, Monty. There’ll be no more nightmares from the woodshed: buzzsaws and bourbon. Not anymore. (Pause) GIRL : I remember, Monty, when I thought his very smile decided the difference between night and day. I thought he was that big a part of the very world itself. When he was King of all the little things: gestures, words, carving our names into the bed head after I’d fallen asleep. On those days before a storm settled behind his eyes, Now he is… was.. just a head full of bad noise. A television stuck between channels, Monty. Fire..hands. (Begins softly gibbering to herself in a child like voice) GIRL : Of course, everybody sleeps, Monty. Everybody forgets not to turn there backs eventually. At some point Monty, everybody seems to stop… (Pulls a bloodied knife out of her dress and drops it lazily beside her) GIRL : …paying attention. Mr freehands-bigshot-breakajawwiththekitchenchair. Mr- (smiles slightly) -King with a broken crown. Gargle for your mother amongst broken bottles and car parts, tough guy. Cursing the pumping heart that’s killing you. Red. Calm. Resting comfortably. It’s peculiar, but sometimes I think I can almost remember the exact second when all words became sharpened, wielded instead of spoken, and simply listening began to require an armour of sorts. Men turning to beasts infront of your very eyes, Monty. Werewolves. (Begins tracing lazy patterns in the dirt) GIRL : Not like you my pup. My simple love in white fur. Wet kisses and kinetics. Always my favourite landscape, Monty. I have so much to thank you for. Everything you gave me. The very gift I needed to set myself free. (Begins tearing up, her hand becomes a fist) GIRL : I’m so sorry, Monty. Always so sorry. I know it was necessary, but sometimes… I can still feel you… breaking apart in my hands. (Sobs, rubbing hands over dress as though trying to make them clean. Pause. After a time she sits up, rubbing hand over her mouth, smearing blood across her face as she does so.) GIRL : They put this thing in me my pup. Pieces of themselves to fill the holes they took out of me. A dirty bird. I used to think I was a butterfly, simply looking for a safe place to dry my wings. Stupid girl nonsense, I know. But now, now I’m.. this thing. (Pulls at dress angrily) GIRL : A caustic angel, Monty. Poisoned. Acid. (Looks around. Her expression relaxes, and she almost becomes sinister) GIRL : My father broke me apart. My lover destroyed the pieces, and you my pup, you loved the debris. Each of you taking what you needed from me. But none of you could survive me. None of you are still here to take anything more from my husk. (Lies back down, stretching slightly. Picks up the African piano and starts plucking lazily) GIRL : It really looks as though it should be warm today, Monty.

• First Sale
  by Alison Edge

  To whoever just bought a card of The Altar shot… THANK YOU!!!!! If you can – please put a picture on the buyers’ gallery – it wo…

  To whoever just bought a card of The Altar shot… THANK YOU!!!!! If you can – please put a picture on the buyers’ gallery – it would be lovely to see!

• The Fight For Imagination
  by Durotriges

  I have a problem. Well, actually, I have lots of problems, but we won’t go into those right now. My main problem is work. It’s a problem …

  I have a problem. Well, actually, I have lots of problems, but we won’t go into those right now. My main problem is work. It’s a problem most of the time, to be honest as I sit in a windowless office being blasted by ineffective air-conditioning while staring at a computer screen and pushing paper from point A to point B. And back again. Who says a degree in Ancient & Medieval History with a dissertation on Renaissance Italian Art wouldn’t get me anywhere! But that’s not my problem. My problem is in this job that your creativity, your imagination atrophies. Work likes it that way. Work doesn’t want thinking, creative, imaginative beings. Work wants drones, robots who come in, do the job with maximum efficiency and minimum downtime and then go home again. And to be honest, there’s part of me likes it that way. It means I can go home and forget about work. The only thing about it that matters to me is the paycheck. Well, that’s the theory. The problem is that imagination is a muscle and needs exercising. Back in school, I used to write. In fact, though I say it myself, I was rather good. But adult life suffocates the imagination. Remember school? You could make spaceships out of cardboard. Playing in the woods at the back of my school, sticks would make superb machine-guns, the copse itself became a battlefield. We must have shot whole battalions of the Wermacht out there. Or aliens. Or whoever we decided was the enemy that day. And there was always one spy in our platoon… Days of freedom under the summer sun creating other worlds. But suddenly, life is full of work and mortgages and fuel bills and house repairs. Imagination is confined to the TV or the radio or the computer. Is it any wonder that creating art is such a release? We get to be kids again – to see another world in the work we make. To take pleasure in the simple things of life. If we are to remain creative we have to find time to play. And I’m not talking video games here. I think we need to actually get out there and remember how to remake these imaginary worlds. We need to re-learn how to journey to the places of our childhood minds. How easy it will be to create then, if our imagination is fit and healthy instead of the anaemic thing it has become! So I’m off home now. But I’m going via the Horsehead Nebula… I’ll see you in the woods after school!

• Rings of Time Sale
  by Katseyes

  Thank you cdworks for buying a card of Rings of Time. Glad you like it. x

  Thank you cdworks for buying a card of Rings of Time. Glad you like it. x

• ~ God, Wood Working, and Photography ~
  by Tim Denny

  My first piece of real wood working was a book case I designed and built for my mother in about 1959. I sill have it in my photo room in …

  My first piece of real wood working was a book case I designed and built for my mother in about 1959. I sill have it in my photo room in my basement today. / / I was quite good at making things, by looking at a picture I built a hutch for my wife. / I was not a cabinet maker so to speak, but I did pretty nice work. My probelm was not in wood working itself, my problem was MY PRIDE. I did nice work, I knew it and wanted every one else to know it, I wanted and longed for their admiration, in other words I had a BIG head, a real Charlie Brown Pumpkin for a head. / / I had a fellow worker in my shop one day when I seen him looking around and I thought he was admiring my work, a voice in my head said “Eat your heart out Larry” As a Christain I knew from whom that voice came and it was NOT God, no way. I am a Christain, I don’t play Christain, I don’t play church, I am serious about my walk with the Lord. When I heard that voice I immediately told God, if you want this shop, take it. / / Little did I know what was going to happen next. You had better watch out what you tell or ask God, you better be serious because He is. Within a very short time my desire and love for wood working began to fade. The huge 25 foot by 15 foot shop I designed in my basement turned into a 9×9 foot junk hole. God took my love for wood wokring away, but most importantly He took away my greedy pride to have other peoples admiration. What a wonderful feeling not to have that any more, GONE, ALL GONE and it has never been back and I never want it too. / / With my love for wood working gone I desired to imporve in my photography, but feared that if I did that old desire for poeples admiration would come back and I did not want that. / Finally the day came when I noticed that I had re-built my wood working shop to a degree, but God was in control this time and that greedy desire was not there and, is, not there. I enjoy wood working, but don’t love it, I have it under control, it does not have me under control any more. / / When I seen what God did with my wood working I Knew I could venture out more with my photography and God would be in control and not the photography. / / I give the Lord Jesus Christ all the glory for the ability to take pictures. Have I improved ? Yes, I beieve so. My ability has been so that I say I take photos now and not just snap shots. I am always looking to improve, but want to always keep a watchfui eye that photogrpahy does not grab hold of me like the wood working because the enemy of my soul does not care what he uses to pull me from God, hes only cares that he does. / I love to take photos of God’s creation that He has given us to enjoy. / / God, Wood Working and Photography in that order. /

• Thanks So Much To Leslie Wood For Buying...
  by 4getsundaydrvs

  It made my w…

  It made my week =) / also check her work out. Leslie Wood

• Painting Fatu Hiva
  by SUNSET STUDIO Michael Lothian

  FATU HIVA is found within the chain of islands called today The Marquesas! Te Henua Enana/Te fenua Enata, “the land of men” – most peo…

  FATU HIVA is found within the chain of islands called today The Marquesas! Te Henua Enana/Te fenua Enata, “the land of men” – most people know these chain of islands as the Marquesas (Îles Marquises), named such, after Spanish explorer A’lvaro de Mendana de Neira who reached them in 1595. Naming them such after the Viceroy of Peru – “Garcia Hurtado de Mendoza, Marquis of Canete”. The Land of men is broken into three respective groupings based on dialect of language, the southern islands being – Eiao , Hatutu, Motu Iti, Motu ‘Oa, Motu One, Nuku Hiva, and Ua Pou. The Northern islands with – Fatu Hiva, Fatu Huku, Hiva ‘Oa, Moho Tani, Motu Nao, Tahuata and Terihi. Ua Huka whilst being usually placed within the northern group is better explained as transitional and therefore forming the third group. Long before Paul Gauguin, Herman Melville or Robert Louis Stevenson layed heart, hands and eyes upon the “Te Henua Enana”, The Marquesans were exsisting within the frame work of a highly developed society, a culture of intricate and artistic type that reflected the dictates of its environment. My Interests as much as they are cultural and to simply look upon the sheer marvel of its natural beauty, are the peoples a depth artistic forms that have transfixed many since its exposure to the rest of the world! As Paul Gauguin gave his letter reader insight to………. ” The people in Europe do not seem to realize that both the Maori’s of New Zealand and the Marquesans had evolved a very advanced type of decorative art.” “The Marquesans especially have a extraordinary sense of decoration. Give a Marquesan an object of any geometric shape, even hump backed, rounded geometry, and he will manage to make everything harmonious without leaving any shocking and disparate empty place.” “…………………….. let’s get back to Marquesan art!” To Avant et Apres, Although history has subjected much upon the people of the Marquesas, its population is ever increasing and its arts have reborn, a strong sense of being “Te Henua Te Nana” is at the foremost of their minds. Whilst Samoa is called the heart of Polynesia, the Marquesas can be liken to the veins from which the blood flows – it is indeed an all important link to the character, arts and culture of the entire dynamics of Polynesia – once a forgotten place, it is again an emerging nation, on its journey as a people and an island group! >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>xxxxxxx<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< The Marquesas to me is a place unlike many – its geography, its art and history is sublime and its inspiration immeasurable to me! For years i sought to depict its charm and intensity, and the need to do so just hasn’t ended ~! :) go here to veiw the stages of a paintings development i have been working on! It is almost finished now! – hahahh! >>> http://mikeyfreedom.wordpress.com/2007/09/08/fatu-hiva/ <<<<<<<<<

• Yay! First real sale!!!!
  by Michael Hurren

  A huge big thanks to who ever bought a framed print of Roadhouse, I hope you enjoy it : ) Thanks : ) Happy Mick

  A huge big thanks to who ever bought a framed print of Roadhouse, I hope you enjoy it : ) Thanks : ) Happy Mick

• Using my real name now : )
  by Michael Hurren

  Thought I might change my settings, wont be Ljxtreem anymore will be using my name : ) / Just thought I would tell you all, so you still …

  Thought I might change my settings, wont be Ljxtreem anymore will be using my name : ) / Just thought I would tell you all, so you still recognize me :) Mick : )

• Photographic, working holiday!!!!!! Cool!!
  by Michael Hurren

  I cant wait, / In a coulple of weeks I am traveling from where I live in Newman to Kunnanura to photograph the Australian Safari with Dir…

  I cant wait, / In a coulple of weeks I am traveling from where I live in Newman to Kunnanura to photograph the Australian Safari with Dirtcomp magazine. http://www.dirtcomp.com.au/ / http://www.australiansafari.com.au/ The Safari travels all the way from Kunnanura to Perth and goes through Newman about half way, so I will have about 7 days on the road and I hopeing to not just shoot motor sport, But to take in the Kimberly’s, Broom as much of the north west as I can, and cut sick with the camera!! for myself too. Cool as! Mick

• Yay! Sold a print!
  by Michael Hurren

  To myself : ) I am donating a large print of mine to a community group in town for their fundraising raffle, at the annual town festiv…

  To myself : ) I am donating a large print of mine to a community group in town for their fundraising raffle, at the annual town festival. Cool : ) Mick.

• Big day tomorrow
  by Michael Hurren

  Until now I have been shooting the occasional wedding, christening and portraits for money, and not too long ago I shot the Australian Sa…

  Until now I have been shooting the occasional wedding, christening and portraits for money, and not too long ago I shot the Australian Safari with my friend and publisher of Dirtcomp magazine, Radall killner(ill link some photos later, dont want to load up RB with non art stuff : ).) / Tomorrow I am taking photos for a telstra next G add-thing : ), I have to take half a day off normal work to do it : ) cool! Mick

• Got my goodies!!!!
  by Michael Hurren

  Finally got home from my 2200-km round trip to perth to do my tax : ( and to spend up big on photographic stuff!!!!!!! : ) / To put a damp…

  Finally got home from my 2200-km round trip to perth to do my tax : ( and to spend up big on photographic stuff!!!!!!! : ) / To put a dampener on it though, I hit a Kangaroo in my 6 month old suzuki van at 110 km/h, its very smashed : ( : ( Now for the goodies, didn’t get a D2xs, ended up getting a fuji S5 pro and I must say I am very happy with the half a dozen pics I have taken with it so far. / I think its going to be the right camera for me, its just not going to cut it for my motor-sport work, so when funds permit i think I will get a D300 for fast stuff. / 2 cameras for the price of a D2xs : ) / got my flash too and have got a epson 2400, paper, inks, 200mm 2.8 and 17-55mm 2.8 nikon lenses!! on the way! Its christmas come early : ) I have no money now, goodbye! : ) PS. I will be selling a heap of my old gear, so I will pop up a list soon, at special rebbubble prices (before I put it all on ebay) if anyone is interested. Mick

• Days 5 & 6
  by Rob Smith

  Finally got around to finishing editing all the Alfa Romeo pictures, came out with 16 fantastic images from the morning, which I am very …

  Finally got around to finishing editing all the Alfa Romeo pictures, came out with 16 fantastic images from the morning, which I am very pleased with. You can see them all here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/rob_smith_photography/sets/72157603867108936/ Again, got up early in the morning to get some shots of the sunrise over Halton Wood near Cefn Mawr in North Wales, a really nice Wintery scene. Then progressed on to a waterfall I have found in the middle of nowhere! It’s in a place called Pistyll Rhaeadr, which took me ages to find! At 240 ft (74 metres) tall, it’s the highest waterfall in Wales & England, and I got there just after sunrise to find the light just perfect. I need to edit these pictures too, there should be a few good prints from these. I also got some infrared ones seeing as I had my other camera on me. Here is the homepage for the location: http://www.pistyllrhaeadr.co.uk/ Then took my son to see Thomas the Tank Engine in Llangollen, he’s a real steam train you know!

• Awaiting arrival of my new camera kit!!!
  by Damien Woods

  Yey, I have finally ordered my new camera kit!!! Canon EOS 450D 12.2 1.6 crop (will upgrade to the 5D replacement soon) / 580EX Speedli…

  Yey, I have finally ordered my new camera kit!!! Canon EOS 450D 12.2 1.6 crop (will upgrade to the 5D replacement soon) / 580EX Speedlite / Lowepro Gear Pack / Canon 17-55mm f2.8 IS (Image Stabiliser) / Canon 70-200mm L f2.8 IS (Image Stabiliser) / 2×8GB Extreme III SDHC / Manfrotto 190XDB Tripod with Manfrotto 804RC2 Head Should arrive from Hong Kong this Friday…

• Listen to Life
  by JRobinWhitley

  There’s a different kind of silence / that lingers in the wood. / No hum of machine / buzzing light or / Ringing. / Rain drops, / brooks sing …

  There’s a different kind of silence / that lingers in the wood. / No hum of machine / buzzing light or / Ringing. / Rain drops, / brooks sing softly / lullaby, lullaby, shhh…. / Be still. Listen to life.

• My First Sale!
  by timbrewolf

  Just had notification of my first two sales, Thank you for buying my wolf cards!

  Just had notification of my first two sales, Thank you for buying my wolf cards!