Several summer’s ago, my husband and two lifejacket-clad sons swam to a tiny island off the shore of Lake Huron. They stood on a branch which jutted out the water and soaked in the view while I snapped their photo. It was stunning. Well…OK, maybe their view didn’t look quite like this. I may have gone a little photo-editing crazy. I love to take the ordinary and turn it into the extraordinary. Happy Sunday! (Click on the thumbnail to… Read More
Waters blue Cold oceans deep Dark roiling clouds Watch mermaids sleep Awaken light Fling starlight fair Revive the dead And answer prayer. ~ Janna Vanderveen (Click on thumbnail for high-resolution image) Photo Credit: http://wakpaper.com, Karimdell Digital Art
Can you imagine? A city built-in the middle of an ocean. An airport, fountains, and lush gardens all in one massive skyscraper. Oh the stories this place could tell…
Picard: “I’ve just been paid a visit from Q.” Riker: ” Q? Any idea what he’s up to?” Picard: “He wants to do something nice for me.” Riker “I’ll alert the crew.” ~Picard and Riker, “Qpid” Star Trek Season 4 Episode 20 I love the character Q. He is both nefarious and loveable, and his relationship with Picard makes me laugh.
A woman and her steed – an enormous majestic lion, have finally come face to face with the power that will save their world from disaster. What stories does this fantasy artwork evoke in your mind? (Click on the thumbnail for a larger image)
Gales of change Announce a fight arranged Beneath snow-capped trees While the maiden fair With the wind-blown hair Rests a sabre on her knees. ~ Janna Vanderveen (Click on photo for full resolution) Photo Credits: http://www.smscs.com
Crazed is the gaze Of sorrow worn, When flesh fails to adorn This metallic face. So violently erased Torn, rendered, disgraced. Ripped apart, Like my shattered heart. Oh, but your eyes Dripping tears, from blue skies You wail, moan, struggle to breathe You mustn’t give up, ever, please. With clarity I see Your unabashed love for me. Unfettered, unadorned, Already mourned. Beloved, you must run, Forget the ungodly one, And this ugly war Where revenge avenges the score. Seek the Narrator The great Re-Creator. Whose birth… Read More