FINE ART
of
Lianne Schneider
Artist Profile by Stuart Media
Lianne is yet another very gifted and Talented, Creative.
She is an Innovative United States based
Visual Artist / Photographer / Poet and Published Author.
She has two self-published volumes of poetry, 'Songs of the Heart's Longing' from Blurb publishing and 'Ecclesiastes for Sixty: Seasons in Solitude' from Xlibris.
Both volumes contain the artist's own original art and photography to accompany her contemporary style poetry. Add to that the metaphor of the spiritual journey in her Sea Stories paintings - a visual metaphor for our personal quest for character, courage and truth. Contemporary, yet timeless, her digital paintings are modern realism but with homage to the classic works.
You can view as well as buy her Artwork and read her Blog
at her Artist websites
on
Fine Art America, Lianne's Loft and her New website Song of the Spirit
Lianne is yet another very gifted and Talented, Creative.
She is an Innovative United States based
Visual Artist / Photographer / Poet and Published Author.
She has two self-published volumes of poetry, 'Songs of the Heart's Longing' from Blurb publishing and 'Ecclesiastes for Sixty: Seasons in Solitude' from Xlibris.
Both volumes contain the artist's own original art and photography to accompany her contemporary style poetry. Add to that the metaphor of the spiritual journey in her Sea Stories paintings - a visual metaphor for our personal quest for character, courage and truth. Contemporary, yet timeless, her digital paintings are modern realism but with homage to the classic works.
You can view as well as buy her Artwork and read her Blog
at her Artist websites
on
Fine Art America, Lianne's Loft and her New website Song of the Spirit
Lianne's Bio
Visit Lianne's
new Blog
"Seasons of Song and Spirit"
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My thanks to Blair Stuart for this space on his wonderful website!
I am a retired high school teacher with a life-long interest in writing (poetry) and a more recent love of fine art photography and digital art.
I write....at least I like to think that's what I do. I'm a poet and I hope I have some thoughts to share that will have meaning for others and not be simply some kind of personal catharsis or way of "emoting" through my own issues. Plenty of good therapists out there for that!
But I like to think that my own experiences - painful, joyful or introspective - have some universal application and like artists in other genres, hope that as a poet I share where my own journey has taken me in a quest to answer the great mythic questions of who we are as both physical and spiritual beings, how we should live with one another, what we can learn from suffering or loss, and what our own individual purpose might be as part of the connected whole.
Samples of my poems can be seen on my poems page and if you'd like to purchase either of my two volumes of poetry,
"Songs of the Heart's Longing" or "Ecclesiastes for Sixty: Seasons in Solitude," you can do so on that page or by clicking the images below. You can also find some of my poems on my page at Trillium Gallery.
And then...once the floodgates of creativity seemed to have opened after a long hiatus, I fell in love with photography and digital art as well. Wandering the creeks near my home, being truly present to the changes of season, delighting in the beauty of flowers and woodlands carried me along on my spiritual journey in a way that words alone could not contain. So it is, almost by accident, I've become a little bit of an artist too. Come...walk with me a while, join me in wonder and listen to my spirit song in images and words...and join my journey on the sea...my metaphor for life.
I have a variety of paintings and photos located at Fine Art America.
My photography highlights the natural beauty of the seasons, especially amidst the rolling hills and waterways of western New York. Wandering the creeks near her home, standing beneath a small cascade or majestic waterfall, being truly present to the changes of season, delighting in the beauty of flowers and woodlands carried her along on what became a profound spiritual journey in a way that words alone could not contain. So it is, almost by accident, she became an artist too.
Now, I have converted both those loves into digital paintings that express what I see with the heart more than with the eye.
All photographs on this web site are fully protected by U.S. and international copyright laws, all rights reserved.
The images may not be copied, reproduced, manipulated or used in any way, without written permission of Lianne Schneider.
Copyright of derivative works, based on images in the public domain, applies only to the enhancements, manipulations, processing of an image and to the final product/image.
The original image remains in the public domain.
Thank you for reading this and may God bless you.
My thanks to Blair Stuart for this space on his wonderful website!
I am a retired high school teacher with a life-long interest in writing (poetry) and a more recent love of fine art photography and digital art.
I write....at least I like to think that's what I do. I'm a poet and I hope I have some thoughts to share that will have meaning for others and not be simply some kind of personal catharsis or way of "emoting" through my own issues. Plenty of good therapists out there for that!
But I like to think that my own experiences - painful, joyful or introspective - have some universal application and like artists in other genres, hope that as a poet I share where my own journey has taken me in a quest to answer the great mythic questions of who we are as both physical and spiritual beings, how we should live with one another, what we can learn from suffering or loss, and what our own individual purpose might be as part of the connected whole.
Samples of my poems can be seen on my poems page and if you'd like to purchase either of my two volumes of poetry,
"Songs of the Heart's Longing" or "Ecclesiastes for Sixty: Seasons in Solitude," you can do so on that page or by clicking the images below. You can also find some of my poems on my page at Trillium Gallery.
And then...once the floodgates of creativity seemed to have opened after a long hiatus, I fell in love with photography and digital art as well. Wandering the creeks near my home, being truly present to the changes of season, delighting in the beauty of flowers and woodlands carried me along on my spiritual journey in a way that words alone could not contain. So it is, almost by accident, I've become a little bit of an artist too. Come...walk with me a while, join me in wonder and listen to my spirit song in images and words...and join my journey on the sea...my metaphor for life.
I have a variety of paintings and photos located at Fine Art America.
My photography highlights the natural beauty of the seasons, especially amidst the rolling hills and waterways of western New York. Wandering the creeks near her home, standing beneath a small cascade or majestic waterfall, being truly present to the changes of season, delighting in the beauty of flowers and woodlands carried her along on what became a profound spiritual journey in a way that words alone could not contain. So it is, almost by accident, she became an artist too.
Now, I have converted both those loves into digital paintings that express what I see with the heart more than with the eye.
All photographs on this web site are fully protected by U.S. and international copyright laws, all rights reserved.
The images may not be copied, reproduced, manipulated or used in any way, without written permission of Lianne Schneider.
Copyright of derivative works, based on images in the public domain, applies only to the enhancements, manipulations, processing of an image and to the final product/image.
The original image remains in the public domain.
Thank you for reading this and may God bless you.
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Digital painting based on a public domain image, most likely by the famed Edward Curtis.
Oglala ('to scatter one's own') is the principal division of the Teton Sioux, one of seven Lakota tribes. Their early history is involved in complete obscurity; their modern history recounts incessant contests with other tribes and attacos on the whites. The first recorded notice of them is that of Lewis and Clark, who in 1806 found them living above the Brule Sioux on Missouri river, between Cheyenne and Bad Rivers, in the present South Dakota, numbering 150 or 200 men. In 1825 they inhabited both banks of Bad River from the Missouri to the Black Hills, and were then friendly with the whites and at peace with the Cheyenne, but enemies to all other tribes except those of their own nation. They were then estimated at 1,500 persons, of whom 300 were warriors.
Their general rendezvous was at the mouth of Bad River, where there was a trading establishment for their accommodation. In 1850 they roamed the plains between the north and south forks of Platte River and west of the Black Hills. In 1862 they occupied the country extending north east from Ft Laramie, at the mouth of Laramie river on North Platte river, including the Black Hills and the sources of Bad river and reaching to the fork of the Cheyenne, and ranged as far west as the head of Grand river.
The Black Hills were considered sacred by the Lakota, and they objected to mining. In 1868, the United States signed the Fort Laramie Treaty of 1868, exempting the Black Hills from all white settlement forever. Four years later gold was discovered there, and prospectors descended on the area generating further fighting but at last an agreement confirming the treaty of 1868 was concluded at Red Cloud agency, Neb., Sept. 26, 1876, which was signed on behalf of the Oglala by Red Cloud and other principal men of the tribe. Low-level conflicts continued particularly as some members of the tribe “ceded” the Black Hills to the United States and there was serious dispute as to who had the authority to do that and what chiefs had actually been present.
The Pine Ridge Indian Reservation is an Oglala Sioux Native American reservation located in the U.S. state of South Dakota. Originally included within the territory of the Great Sioux Reservation, Pine Ridge was established in 1889 in the southwest corner of South Dakota on the Nebraska border.
Pine Ridge is the site of several events that marked tragic milestones in the history between the Sioux of the area and the United States (U.S.) government and its citizens. Stronghold Table, a mesa in what is today the Oglala-administered portion of Badlands National Park, was the location of the last of the Ghost Dances. The U.S. authorities' attempt to repress this movement eventually led to the Wounded Knee Massacre on December 29, 1890. A mixed band of Miniconjou Lakota and Hunkpapa Sioux, led by Chief Spotted Elk, sought sanctuary at Pine Ridge after fleeing the Standing Rock Agency, where Sitting Bull had been killed during efforts to arrest him. The families were intercepted by a heavily armed detachment of the Seventh Cavalry, which attacked them, killing many women and children as well as warriors. This was the last large engagement between U.S. forces and Native Americans and marked the end of the western frontier.
Digital painting based on a public domain image, most likely by the famed Edward Curtis.
Oglala ('to scatter one's own') is the principal division of the Teton Sioux, one of seven Lakota tribes. Their early history is involved in complete obscurity; their modern history recounts incessant contests with other tribes and attacos on the whites. The first recorded notice of them is that of Lewis and Clark, who in 1806 found them living above the Brule Sioux on Missouri river, between Cheyenne and Bad Rivers, in the present South Dakota, numbering 150 or 200 men. In 1825 they inhabited both banks of Bad River from the Missouri to the Black Hills, and were then friendly with the whites and at peace with the Cheyenne, but enemies to all other tribes except those of their own nation. They were then estimated at 1,500 persons, of whom 300 were warriors.
Their general rendezvous was at the mouth of Bad River, where there was a trading establishment for their accommodation. In 1850 they roamed the plains between the north and south forks of Platte River and west of the Black Hills. In 1862 they occupied the country extending north east from Ft Laramie, at the mouth of Laramie river on North Platte river, including the Black Hills and the sources of Bad river and reaching to the fork of the Cheyenne, and ranged as far west as the head of Grand river.
The Black Hills were considered sacred by the Lakota, and they objected to mining. In 1868, the United States signed the Fort Laramie Treaty of 1868, exempting the Black Hills from all white settlement forever. Four years later gold was discovered there, and prospectors descended on the area generating further fighting but at last an agreement confirming the treaty of 1868 was concluded at Red Cloud agency, Neb., Sept. 26, 1876, which was signed on behalf of the Oglala by Red Cloud and other principal men of the tribe. Low-level conflicts continued particularly as some members of the tribe “ceded” the Black Hills to the United States and there was serious dispute as to who had the authority to do that and what chiefs had actually been present.
The Pine Ridge Indian Reservation is an Oglala Sioux Native American reservation located in the U.S. state of South Dakota. Originally included within the territory of the Great Sioux Reservation, Pine Ridge was established in 1889 in the southwest corner of South Dakota on the Nebraska border.
Pine Ridge is the site of several events that marked tragic milestones in the history between the Sioux of the area and the United States (U.S.) government and its citizens. Stronghold Table, a mesa in what is today the Oglala-administered portion of Badlands National Park, was the location of the last of the Ghost Dances. The U.S. authorities' attempt to repress this movement eventually led to the Wounded Knee Massacre on December 29, 1890. A mixed band of Miniconjou Lakota and Hunkpapa Sioux, led by Chief Spotted Elk, sought sanctuary at Pine Ridge after fleeing the Standing Rock Agency, where Sitting Bull had been killed during efforts to arrest him. The families were intercepted by a heavily armed detachment of the Seventh Cavalry, which attacked them, killing many women and children as well as warriors. This was the last large engagement between U.S. forces and Native Americans and marked the end of the western frontier.
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Digitally painted impressionist seascape - a derivative work based on a composite of an original image and a photograph in the public domain, courtesy publicdomain.net
Song To The Siren
Songwriters: TIM BUCKLEY, LARRY BECKETT
Long afloat on shipless oceans
I did all my best to smile
'til your singing eyes and fingers
Drew me loving to your isle
And you sang
Sail to me
Sail to me
Let me enfold you
Here I am
Here I am
Waiting to hold you
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you hare when I was fox?
Now my foolish boat is leaning
Broken lovelorn on your rocks,
For you sing, 'touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow:
O my heart, o my heart shies from the sorrow'
I am puzzled as the newborn child
I am troubled at the tide:
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Should I lie with death my bride?
Hear me sing, 'swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you:
Here I am, here I am, waiting to hold you'
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Image � Lianne Schneider http://lianne-schneider.artistwebsites.com All rights reserved.
All images and my personal poetry/prose are protected by copyright and may not be reproduced, downloaded, distributed, transmitted, copied, reproduced in derivative works, displayed, published or broadcast by any means or in any form without prior written consent from the artist. Copyright on works derived from or based on images in the public domain applies only to the subsequent manipulation or painting resulting from my changes. The original image remains in the public domain and such images are used with in accordance with international copyright laws.
Song To The Siren
Songwriters: TIM BUCKLEY, LARRY BECKETT
Long afloat on shipless oceans
I did all my best to smile
'til your singing eyes and fingers
Drew me loving to your isle
And you sang
Sail to me
Sail to me
Let me enfold you
Here I am
Here I am
Waiting to hold you
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you hare when I was fox?
Now my foolish boat is leaning
Broken lovelorn on your rocks,
For you sing, 'touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow:
O my heart, o my heart shies from the sorrow'
I am puzzled as the newborn child
I am troubled at the tide:
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Should I lie with death my bride?
Hear me sing, 'swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you:
Here I am, here I am, waiting to hold you'
� BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Image � Lianne Schneider http://lianne-schneider.artistwebsites.com All rights reserved.
All images and my personal poetry/prose are protected by copyright and may not be reproduced, downloaded, distributed, transmitted, copied, reproduced in derivative works, displayed, published or broadcast by any means or in any form without prior written consent from the artist. Copyright on works derived from or based on images in the public domain applies only to the subsequent manipulation or painting resulting from my changes. The original image remains in the public domain and such images are used with in accordance with international copyright laws.
Gulls WayDigitally painted impressionist seascape - a derivative work based on a composite of an original image and a photograph in the public domain, courtesy publicdomain.net
... I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life, To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;... John Masefield ~ I Must Go Down to the Sea Image Copyright - Lianne Schneider http://lianne-schneider.artistwebsites.com All rights reserved. All images and my personal poetry/prose are protected by copyright and may not be reproduced, downloaded, distributed, transmitted, copied, reproduced in derivative works, displayed, published or broadcast by any means or in any form without prior written consent from the artist. Copyright on works derived from or based on images in the public domain applies only to the subsequent manipulation or painting resulting from my changes. The original image remains in the public domain and such images are used with in accordance with international copyright laws. |
Bayou SunriseA bayou is an American term for a body of water typically found in flat, low-lying areas, and can refer either to an extremely slow-moving stream or river (often with a poorly defined shoreline), or to a marshy lake or wetland. Bayous are commonly found in the Gulf Coast region of the southern United States, notably the Mississippi River region, with the state of Louisiana being famous for them. The word was first used by the English in Louisiana and is thought to originate from the Choctaw word "bayuk", which means "small stream". The first settlements of Acadians in southern Louisiana were near Bayou Teche and other bayous, which led to a close association of the bayou with Cajun culture. Bayou Country is most closely associated with Cajun and Creole cultural groups native to the Gulf Coast region generally stretching from Houston, Texas, to Mobile, Alabama, and picking back up in South Florida around The Everglades with its center in New Orleans, Louisiana. Blues Before Sunrise – John Lee Hooker - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9oz66xHeaaM&feature=related Image Copyright © Lianne Schneider http://lianne-schneider.artistwebsites.com All rights reserved. All images and my personal poetry/prose are protected by copyright and may not be reproduced, downloaded, distributed, transmitted, copied, reproduced in derivative works, displayed, published or broadcast by any means or in any form without prior written consent from the artist. Copyright on works derived from or based on images in the public domain applies only to the subsequent manipulation or painting resulting from my changes. The original image remains in the public domain and such images are used with in accordance with international copyright laws. Thank you for looking. Blessings to alll. |
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Another in the “Simple Life” series that began with “Gimme That Ol’ Time Religion.” This painting is based on a public domain photograph of the old Glade Creek mill located in Babcock State Park in West Virginia.
The Glade Creek Grist Mill is a new mill that was completed in 1976 at Babcock. Fully operable, this mill was built as a re-creation of one which once ground grain on Glade Creek long before Babcock became a state park. Known as Cooper's Mill, it stood on the present location of the park's administration building parking lot.
Of special interest, the mill was created by combining parts and pieces from three mills which once dotted the state. The basic structure of the mill came from the Stoney Creek Grist Mill which dates back to 1890. It was dismantled and moved piece by piece to Babcock from a spot near Campbelltown in Pocahontas County. After an accidental fire destroyed the Spring Run Grist Mill near Petersburg, Grant County, only the overshot water wheel could be salvaged. Other parts for the mill came from the Onego Grist Mill near Seneca Rocks in Pendleton County.
A living monument to the over 500 mills which thrived in West Virginia at the turn of the century, the Glade Creek Grist Mill provides freshly ground cornmeal which park guests may purchase depending on availability and stream conditions. Visitors to the mill may journey back to the time when grinding grain by a rushing stream was a way of life, and the groaning mill wheel was music to the miller's ear. The Glade Creek Grist Mill is a replica of the original Cooper's Mill that was located nearby. The current grist mill, completed in 1976, was assembled from parts of three other West Virginia mills. The park's web site describes the Glade Creek Grist Mill as a living, working monument to the more than 500 mills that used to set throughout the state.
Talk about vintage – here’s Bing Crosby singing this schmaltzy barbershop quartet song called “Down By the Old Mill Stream.” This sounds like the original gramophone version too! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SqVB3VyMfNk
DOWN BY THE OLD MILL STREAM
My darling I am dreaming of the days gone by,
When you and I were sweethearts beneath the summer sky;
Your hair has turned to silver the gold has faded too;
But still I will remember, where I first met you.
Down by the old mill stream where I first met you,
With your eyes of blue, dressed in gingham too,
It was there I knew that you loved me true,
You were sixteen, my village queen, by the old mill stream.
The old mill wheel is silent and has fallen down,
The old oak tree has withered and lies there on the ground;
While you and I are sweethearts the same as days of yore;
Although we've been together, forty years and more.
Down by the old mill stream where I first met you,
With your eyes of blue, dressed in gingham too,
It was there I knew that you loved me true,
You were sixteen, my village queen, by the old mill stream.
Image Copyright © Lianne Schneider http://lianne-schneider.artistwebsites.com All rights reserved.
All images and my personal poetry/prose are protected by copyright and may not be reproduced, downloaded, distributed, transmitted, copied, reproduced in derivative works, displayed, published or broadcast by any means or in any form without prior written consent from the artist. Copyright on works derived from or based on images in the public domain applies only to the subsequent manipulation or painting resulting from my changes. The original image remains in the public domain and such images are used with in accordance with International Copyright Laws.
Another in the “Simple Life” series that began with “Gimme That Ol’ Time Religion.” This painting is based on a public domain photograph of the old Glade Creek mill located in Babcock State Park in West Virginia.
The Glade Creek Grist Mill is a new mill that was completed in 1976 at Babcock. Fully operable, this mill was built as a re-creation of one which once ground grain on Glade Creek long before Babcock became a state park. Known as Cooper's Mill, it stood on the present location of the park's administration building parking lot.
Of special interest, the mill was created by combining parts and pieces from three mills which once dotted the state. The basic structure of the mill came from the Stoney Creek Grist Mill which dates back to 1890. It was dismantled and moved piece by piece to Babcock from a spot near Campbelltown in Pocahontas County. After an accidental fire destroyed the Spring Run Grist Mill near Petersburg, Grant County, only the overshot water wheel could be salvaged. Other parts for the mill came from the Onego Grist Mill near Seneca Rocks in Pendleton County.
A living monument to the over 500 mills which thrived in West Virginia at the turn of the century, the Glade Creek Grist Mill provides freshly ground cornmeal which park guests may purchase depending on availability and stream conditions. Visitors to the mill may journey back to the time when grinding grain by a rushing stream was a way of life, and the groaning mill wheel was music to the miller's ear. The Glade Creek Grist Mill is a replica of the original Cooper's Mill that was located nearby. The current grist mill, completed in 1976, was assembled from parts of three other West Virginia mills. The park's web site describes the Glade Creek Grist Mill as a living, working monument to the more than 500 mills that used to set throughout the state.
Talk about vintage – here’s Bing Crosby singing this schmaltzy barbershop quartet song called “Down By the Old Mill Stream.” This sounds like the original gramophone version too! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SqVB3VyMfNk
DOWN BY THE OLD MILL STREAM
My darling I am dreaming of the days gone by,
When you and I were sweethearts beneath the summer sky;
Your hair has turned to silver the gold has faded too;
But still I will remember, where I first met you.
Down by the old mill stream where I first met you,
With your eyes of blue, dressed in gingham too,
It was there I knew that you loved me true,
You were sixteen, my village queen, by the old mill stream.
The old mill wheel is silent and has fallen down,
The old oak tree has withered and lies there on the ground;
While you and I are sweethearts the same as days of yore;
Although we've been together, forty years and more.
Down by the old mill stream where I first met you,
With your eyes of blue, dressed in gingham too,
It was there I knew that you loved me true,
You were sixteen, my village queen, by the old mill stream.
Image Copyright © Lianne Schneider http://lianne-schneider.artistwebsites.com All rights reserved.
All images and my personal poetry/prose are protected by copyright and may not be reproduced, downloaded, distributed, transmitted, copied, reproduced in derivative works, displayed, published or broadcast by any means or in any form without prior written consent from the artist. Copyright on works derived from or based on images in the public domain applies only to the subsequent manipulation or painting resulting from my changes. The original image remains in the public domain and such images are used with in accordance with International Copyright Laws.
Another in my "Sea Stories" collection in the "Down to the Sea in Ships" series.
I think of the journey each of us is on...our own personal quest for peace,
for truth, for wholeness...the journey of self-discovery -
and it takes me to the sea.
"The fishermen know that the sea is dangerous and the storm terrible, but they have never found these dangers sufficient reason for remaining ashore"
Vincent van Gogh
No photography was used to produce this image. Image Copyright � Lianne Schneider http://lianne-schneider.artistwebsites.com All rights reserved.
All images and my personal poetry/prose are protected by copyright and may not be reproduced, downloaded, distributed, transmitted, copied, reproduced in derivative works, displayed, published or broadcast by any means or in any form without prior written consent from the artist. Copyright on works derived from or based on images in the public domain applies only to the subsequent manipulation or painting resulting from my changes. The original image remains in the public domain and such images are used with in accordance with International Copyright Laws.
I think of the journey each of us is on...our own personal quest for peace,
for truth, for wholeness...the journey of self-discovery -
and it takes me to the sea.
"The fishermen know that the sea is dangerous and the storm terrible, but they have never found these dangers sufficient reason for remaining ashore"
Vincent van Gogh
No photography was used to produce this image. Image Copyright � Lianne Schneider http://lianne-schneider.artistwebsites.com All rights reserved.
All images and my personal poetry/prose are protected by copyright and may not be reproduced, downloaded, distributed, transmitted, copied, reproduced in derivative works, displayed, published or broadcast by any means or in any form without prior written consent from the artist. Copyright on works derived from or based on images in the public domain applies only to the subsequent manipulation or painting resulting from my changes. The original image remains in the public domain and such images are used with in accordance with International Copyright Laws.
