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| Moray Eel mixed media acrylic, gouache watercolor click image to view larger. |
Imagik--Images by Mary Stebbins Taitt
Art, photoart and Photography by me. Imagik = image magic. Magic is the effect that image-play has on me. I hope to share that. Images, eclectic, whatever turns me on at the moment. My creative play. To say it, cross imagination with magic.
Sunday, May 12, 2013
Eel Revisited
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Happy Mother's Day!
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| Me, Mary Stebbins Taitt with my mother's day gifts Click images to view larger |
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| Moray eel, in progress in Andrea's book with new paints |
I wish a happy mother's day to your mothers, grandmothers, wives or to you, if you're a mother.
Friday, May 10, 2013
When Confronted with our Worst Nightmares
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| "When Confronted with our Worst Nightmares I like to fight back with Flowers" Collaboration Andrea and Mary mixed media water color, acrylic, pigment pens, colored pencil click image to view larger |
I have a lot of dreams of being chased down dark alleys by men who intend me harm. They are nightmares, because I wake up terrified. Not sure if that's what Andrea meant.
Click on the image to see it much larger.
I am still sick and my work is going slowly.
Tuesday, May 07, 2013
Gnu is his Canoe
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| Mr. Gnu in his canoe Raced Yak in his kayak click image to view larger. |
I posted the steps (4 coats of paint) here, but don't have time to do it again. At least, not now.
Friday, April 26, 2013
Like Snail, who chose the rail, Crane also took the train.
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| Crane and Snail ride the train acrylic on Moleskine watercolor paper by me, Mary Stebbins Taitt |
Crane also took the train.
San Cassimally, Animal Carnival
This is my illustration for San Cassimally's Animal Carnival, which I am no longer officially illustrating. I did it for Illustration Friday last week ("train"), but because of my illness, I was unable to get it done in time. (Took me a whole week, so I may be running late! Sorry).
This is actually on my LAST page, I think. (The other pages are still blank.) Because of my pain, which is usually worst in the mornings, I can't paint until evening.
Saturday, April 06, 2013
Watch
This is an experiment. I created this digital image from two photographs I took. I posted it to cowbird and from cowbird to Pinterest and from Pinterest here. Weird. If you click the image twice, once here and once at Pinterest, you'll end up at the Cowbird story, with a much larger image.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Self-Portrait of the Artist in a "Dark Matter Mirror"
Self-Portrait of the Artist in a "Dark Matter Mirror," for Andrea. (by me, Mary stebbins Taitt). I haven't had a Moleskine sketchbook from the exchange in a long time. I've been filling in some of the old Moleskines (may post some of them later), and I also bought two strange nonMoleskine sketchbooks. This one I got at our local Renaissance Festival hand made paper and cover, leather. The piece is done on the inside of the front cover on the leaver with markers. The leather is very rough and stained with droplets of leather stain from the outside of the front cover.
The outer red, yellow and orange circle represents the persona I present to the world--sunny and pleasant. The inner circle represents my hidden dark thoughts and feelings, my anger, rage, pain, shame etc. The rays are the love I give out to the world and the snakes are the anger, rage, pain and shame that escape from their internal prison and cause hurt feelings and misunderstandings. They also represent the chaos that underlies and spills out of the "safely" imprisoned negative qualities.
This book is too big to fit on my scanner (what was I thinking?) and the leather is thick, sturdy and doesn't lie flat, so I apologize for the quality of the photo.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
What the Heart Feels
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| Botanical Gardens Golden Gate Park San Francisco, California photo by me click image to view larger |
Haiku: What the Heart Feels
by Mary Stebbins Taitt · 32 words
What the heart feels when
anger and hatred are set
aside: love, peace, joy.
anger and hatred are set
aside: love, peace, joy.
Yes, I know this is not a traditional haiku.
And NO I do NOT know what the flowers are, please enlighten me.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Faces: Gwen
Faces: Gwen
by Mary Stebbins Taitt · 158 words
We met Gwen on our trip to California and fell in love with her. She was living in her car in Big Sur because she wanted to be in a beautiful place. Big Sur is certainly beautiful.
She told us the cops said that she couldn't sleep in the roadside turnouts "forever." Then added wryly, "But I won't be here forever."
She shared water with us from a spring in the side of the mountain where we had stopped. She told us about her life, and we told her about ours. We stayed and talked with her, and she mentioned good spots to stop along the way to see elephant seals and striking vistas.
We were reluctant to leave her and be on our our way. She half wished she would be discovered in Big Sur by the right man. We sure hope he finds her. Soon. A good man, a kind one who loves beauty, true beauty.
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