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having given myself the afternoon to spend with redbubble I’ve decided to post a wildcard image into the fashion competion. Originally shot on velvia in available light and if you look really closely the model has a camera in her crotch. :) / This is a companion image to “Bloom” these look really good framed. hint hint :)
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/ / © Imber 2007. All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Imber. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of any of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from the artist is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved.
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waiting by candle light / i sit and wait / for something to arrive not sure when / or how / but i know / i’ll feel / alive shawdowed pools of darkness / round about me lay / stoic in their vigil / of keeping fools at bay mean time in the quiet / when whispers seem a shout / i’ll breathe in / the void around me / and let the demons out waiting / by butchart Thanks b! more stories here
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I’m not the monkey’s uncle. Are you?
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Yaquina Head Lighthouse waiting in the gathering fog as the sun sets over Cobble Beach in Oregon. One Light handing the job of illumination off to another.
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/ / © Imber 2007. All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Imber. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of any of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from the artist is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved.
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Model – Mishkamink Regina Corvidae – a rare and gifted species, showing specific tendancies towards makeup, fashion and nocturnal behaviour. And Nick Cave. Copyright 2008 Harmony Nicholas
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o-ya you know…
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This is another case of right place right time. I normally check the tides to see where they will be at sunrise and sunset, but as my fiance and I were staying near Geelong for a few days, I didn’t bring a tide chart with me and so I had to take guesses as to where it would likely be. Anyway, at the last minute I decided to head down to Point Lonsdale to take a few shots of the lighthouse and to my delight the tide was out and slowly creeping in. By the time I finished shooting, I was walking through water to get back to the shore.
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David was playing the part of a young gravedigger in director Conor McMahons rural horror film “Dead Meat” where mad cow disease has infected the local population turning them into, well you guessed it flesh eating Zombies. This was Day 1 for David and he was just dressed up in rural garb about to fling himself in front of a car when I took this portrait of him in the fairy woods of Leitrim. / I love this portrait as it is timeless or more to the point it harks back to the Golden age of movie heroes and stars and David is one here.
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Its that time in the UK, just before the wheat gets harvested – heavy heads beginning to nod gently under the weight of the grain, and the weather unable to decide whether it is summer or not, threatening to flatten the crop, just it is ready. Leicestershire is full of distant horizons like this, and the Barley is all but in now, much of the ground already having been put under the plough in readiness for the next crop.
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A photo of Portland Head Lighthouse, Portland Maine. It was a dreary, overcast day, which made for an interesting sky.
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The location is not far from Medbourne. Typical of the rural landscape of the county of Leicestershire, UK – scattered farms, gently rolling hills and wide sky. This is a factory. This is next years bread. Few people work the land now, and communities die as pretty villages become occupied by second home owners and absentee landlords who rarely get involved in village life. The average youngster cannot afford to buy back into the village, so leave for the work in towns. This is just an observation based on my own experiences, and I find it sad. But this is true across the whole of the UK, and something needs to be done to retain rural working communities. I do not have the answers…..but it doesn’t stop me asking the questions everywhere I go. I have this panorama at 50,000 pixels wide, 300 dpi, which approximates to just under 14ft long if someone can print it – big wall anyone? If so, bubblemail me if you want it that big.
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A monk haunting a ruined Abbey
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A simple field of Barley stubble – I got there too late for the harvest….. The sun plays gently across the domain of the hare ( a rabbit like creature for those who do not know – bigger, with black tips to its ears ). Hares will make a small dimple in the ground and sit very still within them – you can almost stand on them sometimes, unseen, before they will move – and when they go, they go like the wind. However, hare have a habit – they run in big circles – these circles can be a mile or more across, but sure as eggs are eggs, they return to the same field, same spot, same dimple, sooner or later – Isn’t nature wonderful. Seeing a scene like this reminds me of a traditional folksong, superbly recorded by Dick Gaughan and others – The Creggan White Hare...... In the lowlands of Creggan there lives a white hare / As swift as a swallow as she flies through the air / You may travel the country, but none could compare / With the pride of the Creggan, that bonnie white hare One fine Sunday morning as you may suppose / A red, golden sun o’er the green mountain rose / Barney Conway came down and did loudly declare / “Today I’ll put an end to that Creggan white hare” So he searched through the lowlands and down through the glens / Among the green rushes where the white hare had dens / ‘Til at last coming over the bog-bank so bare / From behind a white thistle out jumped the white hare Well, he gave a great yelp and his dog, she slipped too / As swift as the wind o’er the green mountain flew / But the dogs soon came back, which made poor Barney sigh / For he knew that the white hair had bid him good-bye We have some jolly sportsmen down from the Pomroy / Cookstown, Dungannon and also the Moy / With pedigree greyhounds, they came from afar / Came down to the Creggan in their fine motor car ‘Twas down through the lowlands these huntsmen did go / To search for the white hare they tried high and low / ‘Til at last Barney Conway, as he came on its lair / Shouted out to the huntsmen, “Here lies the white hair” So they called in their greyhounds from off the green lea / And Barney and the huntsmen, they jumped high with glee / And on the turf bank they all gathered around / Seven men and nine dogs did the poor hare surround No wonder the poor puss did tremble with fear / She stood on her hind legs, she rose her big ear / She ris on her toes and with one gallant spring / Cleared over the greyhounds and broke through the ring Oh the chase, it went on, it was a beautiful view / As swift as the wind o’er the green mountain flew / But the pedigree greyhounds, they didn’t get far / They came back and went home in their fine motor car And now to conclude and to finish my rhyme / I hope you’ll excuse me for wasting your time / If there’s any amongst you in Carrickmore Fair / Drink a jolly good health to the Creggan white hare
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Waves crashing on a warm summer day at Portland Head Light in Cape Elizabeth Maine.
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This was first a 3d image, then it went to Painter X, then to Photoshop, back to PainterX, and then to psp,:) See also The Solar Plexus /
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