Made with Fractal Explorer. Once again, I don't know if I have already posted this one. But I like it. It's like a psycho-psychedelic tiger scream. Appropriate for the day.
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I'm losing ground
Well, you know how this world can get you down
And I'm made of clay
I feel I'm the only one who thinks this way
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
(NIN, I Do Not Want This)
17 comments:
Very cool!
Regards,
Jason
Good to see you Jason. I hope everyone clicks on his name and looks at the fantabulous photography he does. Also, Jason and his wife have had a 6th baby so congratulations are very much in order. :)
very nice
Take Care
Michael
Funky! The colours are really "alive" and the zig zag fits in really well. Very nice indeed.
That tiger from Blake!
(Would he talking about you?):
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare sieze the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art.
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Incredible dynamic imagine Oliviah. You can post this one as many times as you like. :-)
Hi Oliviah - I don't remember having seen this one yet. Each one you do is so unique, so different than all the rest... and still you know I applaud your efforts. Your art is lovely, intriquing, I have no idea how you do it, and best of all, I'm always glad when I see you post because to me it means you are feeling better ;-D I'm quite fond of you.
Gorgeous, Olivia! Looks like sheer materials draped one on top of the other. Reminds me of an exotic boudoir. :-)
Beautiful.& Blakes poem compilments it ! I love this one
I saw you wave. Pics at Trebuchet. :-)
A scream is always fine therapy.
Hope you have a wonderful weekend, Oliviah, xo
I have just come across the second Blake poem in one blog-tour session. The other was 'Jerusalem', in Canada. Strange...
As for "I do not want this" x 4, I once wrote a piece called and featuring, "This isn't what I wanted".
The key is, what we can control & what we can't. But I refuse to get too serious tonight..Let's lighten up. Hey Oliviah?
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!(it points upward)
SXXXXXXXX
beautiful!
beautiful!!
Do you know what this images reminds me of? I am a musician and play very loud and sometimes the sound penetrates through my torso esp if i am close to the source... this is visual form of what it feels like! (it doesn't hurt, it kinda tickles my belly...in a lighthearted way...AND THAT IS WHAT THIS DOES TO ME TOO!) Joey
Ooh, that is neat.
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