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My photo from my iPhone processed on my iPad. Apps - Repix, Brushstroke, Procreate, Icolorama, Stackables.
I have a tree in my front yard which is a Carolina Silverbell. In the spring it has beautiful bell shaped flowers that smell wonderful and attract a lot of bees. I picked a flower bunch and photographed it on white paper with my iPhone. I processed it on my iPad. The pod shapes are from another picture I took by the pond. The tree’s name is Micky.
Procreate App, iPad.
Painted entirely freehand while looking at photo reference found here:
www.flickr.com/groups/portraitparty/discuss/7215762986351...
If this power pole’s a-rockin’ don’t bother knockin’!
This image captures Mr. and Mrs. Redtail working on making the next generation of little redtails on a high power pole – Shasta County, California, USA.
Made in Procreate (iPad app). Very simple -- only four rectangles, yet not entirely simple -- textures and colors are varied within those rectangles.
Many people read the bible as it offers them a sense of protection. In this case there appears to be a few extra layers.
This is a goodbye to a man I met when I was a small child, Chistopher Holch.
He was born in 1953, and he passed, earlier this year, in March of 2016.
Chris had some big challenges in life. He leaves behind his mother and six siblings, older and younger than he was. I extend my love and sympathy to the Holch family, and their friends.
The likeness is not good, I have not seen Chris for many years. In doing this I thought of all the transformations, I watched in Chris, from the time we were around seven, until graduating from high school. If you knew him, you might find him in this.
My source for this was a low resolution photograph posted by his brother, Greg Holch. The image was so clearly my old friend– Chris, in his socks, long and lanky, sitting on the floor, almost always in another world.
This is an iPad painting, more of a sketch than a finished piece, made with a beta version of #iColorama.
Sent with love, and fond memories of a talented, sweet boy, who I once knew.