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My Christmas card for 2007, that I painted in oils.
Madonna and Child
“. . . whatever you did for one of the least of these my brothers, you did for me.”
In our time, as the rich grow richer and the poor poorer, the gulf widens between us and the Christ child.
In this painting, the mother cradles her infant. The cup in the corner awaits our gifts.
With the cross in the background and the Pieta-like pose anticipating the crucifixion, the cup also represents the chalice that holds the blood that Christ shed for the remission of our sins.
MARGARITA.
Una cara preciosa, chiquitita
unos ojos azules, como el mar;
la melena más linda y más bonita:
¿Verdad que adivinaste, Margarita
que solo de la tuya puedo hablar?
Exhibe en tu candor tu personita
la música sonora de los vientos
el suave tornasol que resucita
la alegre primavera, Margarita,
la bella pulcritud de sus momentos.
La leve bruma de la tardecita
los rayos puros, que nos dan calor
orlando en bucles esa cabecita
tan pequeña y tan linda, Margarita,
como grande y sublime es su esplendor.
Cuando ríe, es preciosa tu boquita
y parece, al mirarte, que las hadas
fueron todas volando a tu cunita
para darte, querida Margarita,
sus bellezas etéreas, encantadas.
Y si lloras, se plasma en tu carita
la tristeza del lirio de los valles
y una lágrima nítida y chiquita
que se va deslizando, Margarita,
por tus mejillas, sin sonoros ayes.
Eres, nena, un ángel que suspira
un poema, una flor, una esperanza.
Muchos vates quisieran que su lira
vislumbrase tu efigie en lontananza.
Eres promesa, en manos del Destino
eres un beso, de la gran Natura
eres suave remanso del camino
que llevará una vida a la ventura.
Eres el cielo puro, del verano,
eres el fresco oasis del desierto,
eres el sol que alumbra nuestro llano,
la brisa bruja del pinar del puerto.
La bella flor, que nace en primavera,
la grave alondra que al espacio grita
y en el fúlgido verdor de la pradera
eres la mas bella margarita.
Created for the Kaleidospheres & Kaleifractals group - Abstract challenge #1
www.flickr.com/groups/k-spheres_k-fractals/discuss/721576...
My peach tree is in full bloom, so I decided to take a macro of one Peach Blossom.
Hope Ya'll like it. Lol: Gasssman.
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MesoAmerican Adam and Eve (photoshop) .
The Toltec Empire and leaders created an unmatched mystique in the minds of the Central American people. The Toltec leaders were thought of as being alongside deities. Later cultures often revered them and copied their legends, art, buildings and religion. Many future rulers of other cultures, including Mayan leaders and Aztec emperors, claimed to be descended from the Toltecs.
www.mnsu.edu/emuseum/prehistory/latinamerica/meso/culture...
www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/m/mark_twain.html
Mark Twain , USA Philosophizing Writer Quotes
Born November 30, 1835; Died April 21, 1910
I don't like to commit myself about heaven and hell - you see, I have friends in both places.
I have made it a rule never to smoke more that one cigar at a time.
I have never let my schooling interfere with my education.
Mark Twain
I have never taken any exercise except sleeping and resting.
Mark Twain
I make it a rule never to smoke while I'm sleeping.
___________________
Excerpt of Kahlil Gibran’s The Eye of the Prophet (Margaret Crosland’s 1995 translation)
Woman
I owe Woman all my life.
I owe her this self which was born from a cry,
I owe her all my writing.
Woman opened my eyes.
Woman freed my soul.
Without Woman-mother,
Woman-sister, and Woman-friend,
I should have dozed among those for whom
Drowsiness is a divinity
And snoring a form of worship.
EXPLORE # 109 and 134 on Wednesday, June 25, 2008; # __ on 06-24-2008
I just loved the light as the sun fell lower behind the trees and lit the little bushes on the side of my deck in the backyard. June 1 on Explore # 206
Måns Zelmerlöw - Brother Oh Brother
I've been there
I thought she was the one
Until I realized that she was gone, ooooo
Beauty can't describe
The way she looked
I was a fool, for love
Please don't make the same
Mistakes I did, don't let her win
Don't give in
Believe me Brother oh Brother
She will break your heart
Leave her tonight, be strong
Cause Brother oh Brother
She's gonna tare you apart
Don't stay and fight. . .
Pic taken at Chouchou pure SL
Lo so... lo so... non sembra più nemmeno una foto :) però che ci volete fare quando inizio non riesco più a fermarmi! :)
She rose into the darkness
as if the night itself,
had asked her to bloom.
Neon rivers ran across her skin,
each one a thought she never said out loud,
each one a heartbeat refusing to stay quiet.
Motion turned her into a spectrum!
a living blur of rebellion and light!
where silence melted,
And colour finally learned how to dance
Have you ever danced like this?
EXPLORE # 439.- 46.- Un pequeño trocito de campo / Une petite morceaux de la campagne. Foto: Paula, procesado: Pepe (Jovisur)
And when she stares from the depths of darkness
into your eyes like a flower hidden in the obscurity
of a too dense madness where everything resembles
black castles gone to ruin under the auspices of night.
Can you feel the rain as it strikes hammer blows
against the foundations of your life?
(comment by Ken Lewis)
"Il carciofo dal tenero cuore si vestì da guerriero,
ispida edificò una piccola cupola,
si mantenne all'asciutto sotto le sue squame,
vicino a lui i vegetali impazziti si arricciarono,
divennero viticci,
infiorescenze commoventi rizomi;
sotterranea dormì la carota dai baffi rossi,
la vigna inaridì i suoi rami dai quali sale il vino,
la verza si mise a provar gonne,
l'origano a profumare il mondo,
e il dolce carciofo lì nell'orto vestito da guerriero,
brunito come bomba a mano..."
This post is for dear ozrkclkr who wrote the nicest testimonial for me (blush)! I don't have to say much about her as she's known and loved by everyone on Flickr!
OK, Shell, you wanted a rabbit - here's our rabbit. Rabbit was another Lindsey - an illustration student who I chat with regularly around town. Andrew Shirk - who created these costumes - also embroidered the needlework seen here on Alice.