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Kiss My Foot by Rebecca Bellesouth Studio
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A male Eastern bluebird flew up to this branch and started preening after a bath. I was able to catch him cleaning his foot. Photo with painterly processing.
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Color Drops by Rebecca Bellesouth Studio
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A photograph of a cardinal sitting through a rain shower has been given a playful and colorful treatment for an abstract statement, bright and one of a kind. Makes a beautiful gift, to yourself or for others!
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Lindsey Bridge Rd, Greenville Co. SC by Rebecca Bellesouth Studio
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Looking from the road down at a cornfield, and on up to a mountain.
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Beneath The Lily by Rebecca Bellesouth Studio
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An artistic and abstract viewing of the light from beneath an orange lily. The light emphasizes the fragility of the blossom and the glow produced through the petals. Softness, elegance, simple glowing color!
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Light and Dark by Rebecca Bellesouth Studio
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Three beautiful double peonies each lift their head and blend them together in a still life setting. Accented by clear glass containers and the secrets of the dark, they glow in the light of fragrance and romance. A painterly finish adds to the mystery and charms the viewer.
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Orange Daylilies by Rebecca Bellesouth Studio
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In many areas of the US, orange daylilies grow wild and are a sure indication of summer. You will find them in the lower lying areas of the countryside. Each bloom lasts for a day, but the plant is constantly producing flowers so there is always a show!
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Just A Little Conversation by Rebecca Bellesouth Studio
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Male house finch and male cardinal on a forsythia shrub.
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Night Reflections On A Rainy Street by Rebecca Bellesouth Studio
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Rain becomes the paint on the city street, taking the reflections of the surrounding nightlights and creating a fantasy world. Nothing is as it seems, and you can furnish your own dialogue as the story ebbs and flows, twists and turns, never reflecting the light in the same way as the water continues to pour out on the surface. Then when the rain ends, the fantasy disappears. Was the story ever really there?
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