EDIT 1st Feb '08: Thank you to everyone who visits this piece! I appreciate all the views, downloads and the favourites! Because of you guys my work was nominated by someone in the 2007 Stargate Fan awards over on StargateFanAwards[dot]com under SG-1 Multimedia > Art > Non Photo-Based > Science & Technology. I encourage everyone to go take a look at all the fantastic nominations and vote for your favourites!!
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Felt like playing around in Photoshop again. I guess when you look at it there's no real point in putting a Stargate on a world like this...
Hey, it could be one of the Nox's floating city thing, only this time it's more like a park, lol.
Feel free to use it as your desktop wally paper. It's 1280x1024 'cause that's what size my desktop is, but it should work on smaller resolutions as well. And, you won't see my name in the bottom right hand corner if your taskbar is along the bottom of the screen.
I've gone brush crazy! I'm inspired to create my own now.
Thankies for looking folks!
~ Created with the help of these beautiful brushes ~
Land: ~crimecontrol Birds: ~wyckedBrush Stargate: =Kelownan Tree: ~JavierZhX Stalks: Ack! Please contact me if these are yours. Starfield(s): I've used about 3 different Deviant's brushes here... if one of them belongs to you please let me know!
I'm really sorry that I've forgotten some of you wonderful people who have created such awesome brushes. I've had a lot of them for a long time and have long since forgotten who created them, I'm not even sure if they came from DA or elsewhere . Please leave a message here or on my page if you recognise one of them.
It's beautiful! You know what? This black looks like surface threw on the water breaking its continuity and making it stormy. But the most I love these lovely bright flowers. [link]
Wow!
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We saw the dragon move down. My father burned into coal. My mother saw it from far. She took her purse to the bed.
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lets make a sharp turn/to avoid this road of heartburn/those that are smart learn/ to carefully count the amount they art earns/barefoot we walk on a dirt trail full of broken glass/ i'm prepared to say imma be alright secretly hoping you'll ask/
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Wow!
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We saw the dragon move down.
My father burned into coal.
My mother saw it from far.
She took her purse to the bed.
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We saw the dragon move down.
My father burned into coal.
My mother saw it from far.
She took her purse to the bed.
--
lets make a sharp turn/to avoid this road of heartburn/those that are smart learn/ to carefully count the amount they art earns/barefoot we walk on a dirt trail full of broken glass/ i'm prepared to say imma be alright secretly hoping you'll ask/
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A wanderer is man from his birth. He was born in a ship on the breast of the river of Time. -The Poet Matthew Arnold
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