A Shirtless Man Standing In Front Of A Body Of Water Art

a man sitting on top of a tree stump
a painting of a man with his arms outstretched
a drawing of a man holding a ball
a painting of a man with his arms outstretched
a painting of a man with a hat on his head
a painting of a man with a helmet holding a sword
a painting of a man in a suit smiling
a painting of a man with wings in the air
a painting of a man in a white shirt
a painting of a man in a green shirt
a portrait of a man in a black shirt
a painting of a man with his head in his hands
a painting of a man with his head in his hands
a painting of a man with wings in the air
a drawing of a man in armor holding a sword
Fishing in the early morning fog on a lake.
a painting of a man with wings on a path
a painting of a man on a cross with wings
a painting of a man with his arms crossed
a statue of a man holding a cloth
a painting of a man with his arms outstretched
a painting of a man with his arms outstretched
a statue of a man holding a knife
a painting of a man with his arms crossed
A koi pond seen from above, orange and white koi fish swimming among lily pads, clear water with subtle ripples, fallen cherry blossom petals floating on the surface, dappled sunlight
wide landscape with natural scenery
Stylized grain elevator or water tower in the art style of Precisionism --v 6.1
A koi pond seen from above, orange and white koi fish swimming among lily pads, clear water with subtle ripples, fallen cherry blossom petals floating on the surface, dappled sunlight
A whimsical little horse wandering through a fantastical meadow of oversized flowers, soft morning light, delicate sparkles drifting in the air, intricate details, watercolor-dream mood, gentle movement in the mane and tail, expressive eyes, cinematic depth and color
Trees are always trying to reach the sky; arms stretched out toward heaven ‘til their leaves turn brown and die. Then will come the winter, when they stand the icy wind. waiting for the sun to shine and spring to come again. The drama’s reinacted every year: Leaves come down like clouds of doubt and fear. While on the ground, the winter passes by, every tree keeps reaching to the sky.
Trees are always trying to reach the sky; arms stretched out toward heaven ‘til their leaves turn brown and die. Then will come the winter, when they stand the icy wind. waiting for the sun to shine and spring to come again. The drama’s reinacted every year: Leaves come down like clouds of doubt and fear. While on the ground, the winter passes by, every tree keeps reaching to the sky.
Life is all around for us to hold. Spring will come again when we forget the winter cold. Soon will be the summer, when the evenings linger long with jokes and quips and camping trips, a kindred summer song. The time won’t last forever, we can see; still, we should learn the lesson of the tree. In winter snow or summer’s long good-bye, trees keep reaching upward to the sky.
Southeast Asia. Modern day. This morning the sound of traffic in the street, scooters and tuk-tuks, taxis and trucks, was so loud I couldn’t hear my dream. So I turned it off and went dowstairs. Taking in diesel fumes ‘til it hurt to breathe, I found a hawker-stall and ate. It’s 100 degrees already; soon the rain will come.
A koi pond seen from above, orange and white koi fish swimming among lily pads, clear water with subtle ripples, fallen cherry blossom petals floating on the surface, dappled sunlight
“And unto the angel of the church of the Laodiceans write; These things saith the Amen, the faithful and true witness, the beginning of the creation of God;” (Revelation 3:14, KJVA)
a painting of a smiling man in a suit
a painting of a man in a black shirt
a painting of a man with wings in the air
a painting of a man with wings in the air
a painting of a man in a black shirt
a portrait of a man in a brown shirt
a portrait of a man in a black shirt