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Once, in the care of morning
In the air was all belonging. Once, when that day was dawning. I was with you. How far we are from morning. How far we are, And the stars shining through the darkness, Falling in the air. Once, when our hearts were singing, I was with you... -------------------------------------- For the love of god and all that is good and holy, fullview PLEASE. This piece holds a very special meaning to me, and is one of the most symbolic I have ever made... There is a lot of detail in this one, and I don't think I have ever spent so long looking for the perfect stock images Symbolism: The idea is, the girl is "chained" to the death of a loved one, or in other words unable to move on or let go. She feels alone (hence stranded with nothing in sight but ocean). The butterfly holds the key to her shackles. This represents a friend, offering help, or freedom from the pain of her loss. It is a hard situation to be in, she does not like where she is, but if she reaches for help, she may fall into the ocean and drown. However if she stays she is lost forever, because the butterfly (or friend) will not wait forever. Tomb stone: Death of a loved one. Chains: Depression Black rose: Symbol of mourning or death. Butterfly: Friendship and/or love. Key: Freedom, a chance to move on. A small detail that one might not notice without looking closely is that the butterfly is tilting because of the weight of the key. This symbolizes the idea that the friend is trying to hold on and help the girl but she can't hold on for long, and if the girl does not reach out soon the key will sink to the bottom of the ocean, and her chance of freedom will be lost forever... Let go... Just let go... Stock: Does the idea behind this piece mean something to you? What did you think it was about before you read the description? Do you think she will take the key? Comments are very much appreciated. IMPORTANT © COPYRIGHT NOTICE The work contained in my gallery is copyrighted, all rights reserved.My work may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my written permission. This includes book / cd covers, layouts, ect. Anyone violating these rules will be prosecuted legally. If you have questions, note me or email me at halaquinn-arcadias@hotmail.com CommentsYou're very welcome.
Great work as always! -- Read More ♥Stacie♥ Perfect...you are a genius! I love the concept, the symbolism. I read much the same into it as you tried to convey, so i think you were successful, but the butterfly, that was perfect. Im glad you explained that part. The detail in this is outstanding...how am i ever going to be this good?!!
I think her hands are in such a position that they are quavering to reach out to the key..but she still holds her grief so is hesitant. I hope she does though. Gosh, im overwhelmed by this, almost tearful...a friend of mine was riding his harley with his wife across America, a truck hit them and he is badly injured, but his wife died. So it struck a nerve. Great piece, really. Having read your description evokes a more personal response in me than the imagery on its own.
I wonder if I am chained, having met and subsequently lost someone who I believed was the one, even to this day. I often wonder if there is supposed to be one perfect soul mate for each of us, and if we are lucky enough to meet this one, what happens if through sheer fate we lose that one? Were they really the one? If so, why would fate be so cruel and impersonal to cause the rift that leads to the loss? I have not moved on. The pining has diminished, as it does with the fullness of time, but I feel it would be unfair to place the treasure of my heart so deeply in another while the specter of the former still haunts me. I am fortunate to have (and have had) many fruitful and fulfilling relationships and friends, but I will always wonder what might have been... Beautiful and very thought provoking image. -- I'm a disturbed member of Dark-Arts-Asylum: OV #146 Member of Polaroid-Vanity |
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