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Dream On Dreamer on the Loveless Tour with A Skylit Drive at Amplifier Bar, Perth - 10th November 2013.
Our dreams are like bubbles, we have to be really very careful in dealing with them. Sometimes they make us really crave for them and bring the best out of us in order to achieve them. At other times, they just burst upon touching them, leaving us deeply distressed and demoralized. People who achieved greatness have at some point in their life dreamt about it..... Keep dreaming.....but not day dreaming...
Details;
Camera: Canon 5D
Lens : Canon 24-70 f/2.8L
Processed with: Apperture 2.1
Model: My daughter Aabia Ali
I'm not naming this for the image itself, but rather, the dream-like shock that occured when I stepped through a door from a decrepit, decayed, dirty room into a well lit hallway that looks like it is still in use. I felt like I was dreaming it was such an odd experience.
This is the only shot that I could get since we rushed through with worries of security.
OS: LinuxMint
Software: DigiKam
Camera: Samsung ST66 Point and shoot.
Lens: Samsung.
Sculptures: Danilo Cuadros.
Dream banner made with vintage text from storybooks and yummy laces, buttons, ribbons, glittered letters.....so much fun to create!
"in reality / in a dream / also for myself / what we dreamed about / such a beautiful dream / we were happy / I dreamed / red-orange sky / and then / I have recurring dreams / I am not afraid / I am afraid / I fly / often! / with huge wings / what will happen next? / a more introverted time? / a dream about the future / unreal / overcoming your own limitations / in her dreams she doesn't fly too far / I am afraid to turn around / I want to start running away / face your difficulties / about the need to reach the source of your strength"
By Orly Orbach
Orly is a fine artist whose evocative ink drawings provoke feelings of unease and fascination. The Dream House room she has created centres on a small sleeping figure, surrounded by haunting images of animals and humans.
Developing her idea for the room, Orly played with the idea of dreams opening up different spaces, physically and psychologically. Thinking about Jung’s use of visual symbols, she sketched ideas for rooms that frayed and dissolved, opening into dream spaces. The idea of a cave with drawings of animals flickering around the walls also fed into the final form.
[V&A Museum of Childhood]
Long time M for Monkey Dreams
Cape dreams
Lederhosen dreams
Camille dreams
Created with fd's Flickr Toys
I am submitting this card for the Gallery Idol contest. The boy image is from Mo's Digital Pencil and the sentiment is from Itty Bitty by Unity. Patterned paper is from October Afternoon.
For more details about this card, please visit this post
TFL. =)
Believe that by working
learning and achieving
you can reach your goals
and be successful
Believe in love
Love your friends
your family
yourself
and your life
Believe in your dreams
and your dreams can become
a reality
Camera: canon EOS 40D
Aperture: f/8
Sutter speed: 1/120sec
Focal Length: 22mm
Iso speed: 100
Flash: Flash did not fire
This evening is the opening night of my show, Trees I have dreamed. I haven't had much time for picture taking in the last few weeks so I dug this shot out of the archive. I shot this back in March and at one point considered including it in the show, but at the time I wasn't completely happy with it. All these months later I really like it. It's also a very interesting tree in person.
If you live in Vancouver and are planning on attending the opening, Radha is also a great place to have (vegetarian) dinner. I'm looking forward to seeing and catching up with everyone this evening. My social life has been on the backburner for months because I've been so busy with work/artwork.
More on the show here.
Dreams of the future come to me,
Into quiet places there they take me.
Is this real, can it be?
Or do my dreams forsake me?
Wonderful places full of grace.
Hushed and gentle the fields before me.
Far off vistas without threat.
Beckon transit and no regret.
High white clouds seen through the blue,
Of heavenly sky’s above me.
Eyes are on me, but from where?
They pacify and do not scare.
Beauty answers to my gaze,
Makes the view come clear through haze
Can this be real? It is so refined,
Everything here is intertwined.
Natural, is this feeling on my face,
In all directions and in every place.
These fields are my home now
And all is right beneath the bough.
Poem by Richard Walker
10 Feb 2005
Note: Some of our dreams are hopeful, they seem to suggest that peace is attainable after all, they give us grace that we seem unable to achieve in the real world or perhaps they point to the way we should actually be, something to reach for...
Image: This cloud pattern over my house in Dorset looked like some kind of ethereal bird and it seems to work well with my poem
Our Daily Challenge - "Soft":
I wasn't too sure about this pose when I was shooting, but wound up loving the soft expression in her eyes. I also edited with a soft light layer...Think I might need to try that again...It is subtle, but i like what it added.
Nikon D5000, 50mm
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Soundtrack: It is rain in my face.
Words: Dave Sutton
She had seen the Chilean coast before, though only in paintings, then dreams. She’d seen his face as well, it seemed, in fleeting glimpses or in the tides of a reverie. Now closer, inside an actual moment, from a chair on a terrace near the water’s edge, neither the coast nor his features were entirely true to form—better, in fact, to her delight.
The tables had been cleared. And one by one the guests were swaying themselves into dusk. Spectres of spirit animals trailed behind.
Diagonally from across the courtyard, clouded in his own smoky exhales, the man had seen her too. He wondered what spell made her so radiant—the night’s glow, the way it softened her in pastels; the ocean’s slow breath, how it conversed with her own.
By now the waiters had traded their trays for guitars, their ponchos laced with bells, their tip jars rattling, their dance one of courtship, the Cueca as they knew it. And by night’s end, the man would swap his seat with a hawk, she with a dove, and together they would fly over the long, narrow, enchanted nation.
There are two things that will keep a person young and alive- the fire of a burning dream, and the ability to laugh at life. If you’ve quit dreaming and quit laughing, you’ve quit living. Resurrect yourself. Rekindle the fire and laugh until it hurts. Otherwise, they might as well start shoveling the dirt on top of you now.
Fire destroys but it also cleanses and purifies. It can illuminate but also cause pain. Its energy is a potent symbol of eternal life or eternal damnation. Fire is a powerful yet ambivalent dream symbol.
An interpretation of the Langston Hughes "Mother to Son" inspirational poem, set along the concrete steps of Swan Street in downtown Albany, N.Y. Six panel window - left panels shot with efke 100 medium format film; middle panels shot with Kodak Elite Chrome 100 medium format film; right panels shot with Fuji Velvia 100 medium format film. All pictures shot with Kowa Super 66 camera. Photo and collage by Chuck Miller.
The inspiration for this artwork has been chronicled at this blog post.
Standing here
The old man said to me,
"Long before these crowded streets
Here stood my dreaming tree."
...Dave Matthews Band
got a minute?listen here ♥
Dreams of the future come to me,
Into quiet places there they take me.
Is this real, can it be?
Or do my dreams forsake me?
Wonderful places full of grace,
Hushed and gentle fields before me.
far off vistas without threat
beckon transit and no regret.
High clouds, white, seen through the blue,
of heavenly sky’s above me.
Eyes are on me, but from where?
They pacify and do not scare.
Beauty answers to my gaze,
Makes the view come clear through haze
Can this be real? It is so refined,
Everything here is intertwined.
Natural, is this feeling on my face,
In all directions and in every place
These fields are my home now
and all is right beneath the bough.
RW 10 Feb 2005 (Image Moon in Clouds of Deep Blue taken over the village of Motcombe Dorset County England)
Note: Some of our dreams are hopeful they seem to suggest that peace is attainable after all, they give us grace that we seem unable to achieve in the real world or perhaps they point to the way to something to reach for…