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I made this one when my cat died, I was heartbroken and focusing on respecting his facial features was a way to ease my pain.
I met 10-year-old Lulu today at the Mayhew Animal Home in London. She's stunning and incredibly affectionate. I was heartbroken to read that she was brought in because her owners wanted her put to sleep. I wish I could have taken her home. It's hard to understand how she ended up in a shelter because she's so obviously been loved. I haven't been able to get her out of my mind...
(P.S. If you've seen any of my later photos of Lulu you'll know that I adopted her myself! She's settling in well with my other two cats.)
Edited: www.flickr.com/photos/technicolorrain/2973725112/
Black and White: www.flickr.com/photos/technicolorrain/2973725108/
Inspired by: www.flickr.com/photos/herlifeinpictures/2372609523/
I can't think of anything to take for today's We're Here group challenge as members join the The Flickr Broken Hearts Group which is a shame really as it will be the first day so far this year that I've been stumped.
The last straw was finally dropped tonight... We had to give up Emma because she attacked Lucy through the fence. I'm a little heartbroken, but she will get a new home because she is a sweet girl.
I was a bit miffed (actually heartbroken - Mlle Jolie I need you in my life!) about not being able to get any of the Boudoir dolls... so I decided to style my own dolls in my very own Boudoir Collection! First up - Veronique! I hope you enjoy!
detail of basic drawing final: Me with a broken heart...sad
I suppose I should have put this up earlier about my little detail here- This little bit here is a part of this larger drawing: flickr.com/photos/cubesbyamanda/458377589/in/set-72157600...
Now I'm all for freedom of interpretation and all and I'm glad people are finding it interesting and are able to find a connection with it. I truly take that as a compliment being an artist that I can affect someone like that. Having said that, if you look at the original piece you'll see that it was about the loss of my dad, and my heartbreak was one of grieving and emptiness and confusion- not of something brought about by anything "romantic".
I guess I probably should have named it something else, because this wasn't really a "heart break" as much as it was more like having my heart completely ripped from my chest while watching my world explode into oblivion. So this was catharsis.
Ok, enough of the dramatic stuff, I'm really a pretty happy person despite all that.
Thanks again for all the views/comments/favorites- I really appreciate it, I just wanted to tell you what the drawing means to ME and it's original purpose, but please feel free to keep interpreting it any way you can.
charcoal and colored chalk pastels on darwing paper
When I was young, I took a chance on life,
When i was young, I stayed up most nights
Nobody knows, and nobody cares
You took my heart, you took my heart
Moving down the empty cobbled stairway
Looking out for a friendly face to see me
Nobody knows
And nobody cares
You took my heart
You took my heart
Video from "Must be the Music" a British TV show that aired last year. Loved this song.
I went home this weekend to see my newborn baby niece (pictures to come soon – don’t you worry) and I dragged my little sister out of bed and made her try out a new idea I’d been having for a while now. I’ve tried to take this picture THREE TIMES and each one just hasn’t come out the way I wanted. So I put Harriette in a freezing cold stream and made her stand there until she was almost late for work… But it worked. And now I’m happy. Thanks Higgle.
P.S – Press L to make it bigger….
P.P.S - Inspired by THIS.
“Mi sporsi dall’esile ringhiera di ferro del balcone, e mi concentrai sul mare di facce sottostante. Anche da quella modesta altezza, la folla assumeva quell’aspetto disumano causato dalla massa e dal numero. Se non esistesse il fenomeno chiamato linguaggio, rimarrebbe ben poco per differenziare un simile maelstrom di carne da altre forme di vita animale. Ma anche il linguaggio, anche il dono divino della parola, serviva a ben poco a distinguere. Che cos’era la loro parlata? Si poteva definirla linguaggio? Anche gli uccelli e i cani hanno un linguaggio, adeguato, probabilmente, quanto quello della folla. Il linguaggio comincia soltanto nel punto in cui la comunicazione viene posta in pericolo. Tutto ciò che queste persone si dicono a vicenda, tutto quello che leggono, tutti i prinicìpi con i quali regolano le loro esistenze, tutto è privo di senso. Tra quest’ora e mille altre ore in mille passati diversi non esiste alcuna differenza fondamentale. Nel flusso e nel riflusso della vita planetaria, questo fiume segue il corso di tutti gli altri fiumi, passati e futuri. Un minuto prima Mara aveva usato la parola “geloso”. Una parola bizzarra, specie quando si sta contemplando la folla, quando si vedono gli accoppiamenti casuali, quando ci si rende conto che le persone attualmente sotto braccio saranno con ogni probabilità separate tra non molto. Io me ne fottevo di sapere quanti uomini erano innamorati di lei, purché facessi parte della cerchia; e compativo Carruthers, lo compativo perché era vittima della gelosia. Non ero mai stato geloso in vita mia. Forse non mi ero mai curato abbastanza delle donne. Alla sola che avessi voluto disperatamente avevo rinunciato di mia spontanea volontà. Avere una donna, avere qualsiasi cosa, in effetti, non significa nulla; conta soltanto vivere con una persona, o vivere con quanto si possiede. È forse possibile continuare ad essere innamorati in eterno di persone o di cose? Ella avrebbe potuto benissimo confessare che Carruthers era pazzamente innamorato di lei… che differenza poteva far questo nel mio amore? Se una donna è capace di ispirare amore in un uomo, deve essere capace di ispirarlo in altri. Amare o essere amati non è un reato. È davvero criminoso, invece, far credere a una persona, si tratti di un lui o di una lei, che è la sola di cui ci si possa mai innamorare.”
Henry Miller, "Sexus"
I'm still waiting
There isn’t enough time to let you know
Just how in love with you I am
I could never write that well
The words would never do the feeling justice
Every night I sat and cry
Just thinking about you
And how in love with you I am
And how you’ll never be mine
But I’m already yours
Whenever you’re ready
If you ever are
I will be here waiting
Just a phone call away
Waiting to answer your call
To tell you that I want you to call me yours
And that I want to call you mine
And all I know is I don't want to ever see the end
Baby please, I'm still waiting for you
Won't you open up your heart and let me come back in.
Just keep in mind
I will wait for you for the rest of my life. Even if that means I have to give you up for the rest of my life, I will wait for you. I love you that much and nothing will ever change that.
Model: saadha14
Location: Henveyru Kasrathu Park / Male',Maldives
Last night we made the heartbreaking decision to say goodbye to Missy.
My best friend for nearly 17 years, it doesn't feel real. I feel utterly heartbroken and devastated.
Be free Missy, what a wonderful life you've lived.
PLEASE SEE BELOW FOR MY COMMENT! My lovely dog is terminally ill- see below, and I'm feeling heartbroken.
I was a bit miffed (actually heartbroken - Mlle Jolie I need you in my life!) about not being able to get any of the Boudoir dolls... so I decided to style my own dolls in my very own Boudoir Collection! First up - Veronique! I hope you enjoy!
Press release:
POLAR BEAR DIES AT N.C. ZOO
ASHEBORO —For the second time in a week, the North Carolina Zoo has suffered the loss of an iconic animal and one of its most popular attractions. Aquila , a 21-year-old (sic 20-year old) male polar bear, was found dead in his off-exhibit holding quarters when keepers arrived for work around 7 a.m. Tuesday.
According to General Curator Ken Reininger, Aquila had shown no previous signs of illness and appeared in good condition when keepers left Monday evening. His loss comes one week after the death of the zoo’s adult male gorilla, Nkosi, to a yet-to-be identified illness. The zoo is still awaiting laboratory test results to help determine the gorilla’s cause of death.
A necropsy, or animal autopsy, conducted Tuesday afternoon on the polar bear by zoo veterinarians, revealed that the animal died from a ruptured stomach which emptied the stomach contents into the chest causing the lungs to collapse. According to Zoo Senior Veterinarian Dr. Ryan DeVoe, Aquila had suffered from a “diaphragmatic hernia.”
Part of the stomach had become entrapped in the hernia, causing the stomach to rupture, DeVoe explained.
Aquila had returned to the N.C. Zoo in April of this year after a two-year stay at the Detroit Zoo. Aquila and the zoo’s other male polar bear, Wihelm, had both been sent to other zoos in summer 2011 as the zoo began an $8.5 million renovation and expansion of its polar bear exhibit. Aquila returned when renovations to the older part of the exhibit were completed. Construction on the expansion continues and is expected to be complete in fall 2014. Meanwhile, Wilhelm remains at the Milwaukee Zoo and no decision on the timing of his return has been made.
Aquila was one of a set of triplet polar bears—two males and a female-- born at the Louisville Zoo in November 1992. The three siblings became the first bears to be exhibited in the N.C. Zoo’s polar bear exhibit when it opened as part of the zoo’s new 200-acre North America exhibit region in August 1994. Over the ensuing years both of Aquila ’s siblings passed away. Aquila also spent time back at the Louisville Zoo beginning in June 2002 and later at the Cleveland Zoo after the N.C. Zoo acquired two polar bears confiscated by the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service from a circus in Puerto Rico . Wilhelm is one of those confiscated bears. The other, Masha, also passed away in 2009, prompting Aquila’s first return to Asheboro .
Original: www.flickr.com/photos/technicolorrain/2973725120/
Black and White: www.flickr.com/photos/technicolorrain/2973725108/
Inspired by: www.flickr.com/photos/herlifeinpictures/2372609523/
or, the opposite of life right now.
in the past three weeks.....
- big Jack the giant roaming stray cat has gone missing, and we're heartbroken over it
- have put food out, walked/driven the area, talked to neighbors and contacted animal shelters.... no sign of him
- the couple who adopted Squeaky's other 2 kittens broke up; the kitties are now back with us
- we are also cat-sitting for 4 other cats
- this brings the total number of cats in our house to 13
- yup, 13
- (plus the dog)
- this is the most cats i've ever cared for at one time....still feeding the neighbors neglected cat too
- sooooooo behind at work from being on "vacation" (sick through most of it) for a week
and then sick as death for another week afterwards
- BROKE as a joke
going out tonight to watch my husbands band play for the first time in 2 months or so.
maybe kitty photos of all the new arrivals soon, maybe some flickr time tomorrow.
[oh yeah and the photo is another one from our day trip to the Palisades a couple weeks ago; this is the view from the spot where we got married....yeah, yet again, i know i've posted a million shots from here]
happy weekend y'all :)
Today was a sad day. First I heard that Farrah Fawcett died. Then I went down to the lagoon and with the photographer in the blurry photo, I came across the baby dead on the rocks. The parents were right there grieving and it was awful to witness their pain.
We stopped a parks board worker in a truck and kept the parents at bay while he removed it.
Then to my chagrin I found out that the first of the three had died at the vets.
Then I came home and heard about Michael Jackson and that was a tragedy even with the guys weird history. He was a genius performer.
So all in all the days events were unexpected.
Heartbroken: EVERY Monday night at Studio80 on the Rembrandtplein in Amsterdam! Party: Heartbroken Venue: Studio80 Coverage by: Waking up in Amsterdam!
Please don't puke.
Happy Anti-Valentines Day everyone! I want you all to have a piece of my heart!!!!
Nobody was hurt in the making of this photo. Except for that poor lamb's heart that ended up in the butchers freezer, where I ended up trading for, for a sum of money.
What is up with flickr and the colours? The colours are so messed up!
As inspired by this Anti-V-day card.
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My little angel Danny, who we sadly lost on 21/11/2017 & has left me heartbroken. Nest in peace, love you lots. xxx