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One of my favorite admirers (sorry...i meant my FAVORITE) "Evestare" made this. Uhh she is a little jealous of some of my subject matter. :giggle: 


Veronica-less environment by TheGalleryOfEve

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So Long 2015

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  So we close the chapter of 2015. A new year, fresh start and another blank sheet of paper. 
A new chapter waiting to be written, new questions to be asked, new challenges, and some failures are undeniable. 
Its been a great year on DA..had many laughs, met a few, and lost touch with a couple..once again if it wasn’t for those who like, comment, or note I may have put my art back in the closet where I left it long ago to “someday get back into it”. 

So remember 

You never realize how boring your life is until you tell  people you draw for fun :D 


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Have an AWESOME 2016!!!!!    Rob :D


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Michelangelo - Creation of Adam by MrEyeCandy66

1. Michelangelo wanted nothing to do with the Sistine Chapel’s ceiling.

In 1508, 33-year-old Michelangelo was hard at work on Pope Julius II’s marble tomb, a relatively obscure piece now located in Rome’s San Pietro in Vincoli church. When Julius asked the esteemed artist to switch gears and decorate the Sistine Chapel’s ceiling, Michelangelo balked. For one thing, he considered himself a sculptor rather than a painter, and he had no experience whatsoever with frescoes. He also had his heart set on finishing the tomb, even as funding for the project dwindled. Nevertheless, Michelangelo reluctantly accepted the commission, spending four years of his life perched on scaffolding with his brush in hand. He would return intermittently to Julius’ monumental tomb over the next few decades.

2. Contrary to popular belief, Michelangelo painted the Sistine Chapel in a standing position.
When they picture Michelangelo creating his legendary frescoes, most people assume he was lying down. But in fact, the artist and his assistants used wooden scaffolds that allowed them to stand upright and reach above their heads. Michelangelo himself designed the unique system of platforms, which were attached to the walls with brackets. The impression that Michelangelo painted on his back might come from the 1965 film “The Agony and the Ecstasy,” in which Charlton Heston portrayed the genius behind the Sistine Chapel’s ceiling.

3. Working on the Sistine Chapel was so unpleasant that Michelangelo wrote a poem about his misery.
In 1509, an increasingly uncomfortable Michelangelo described the physical strain of the Sistine Chapel project to his friend Giovanni da Pistoia. “I’ve already grown a goiter from this torture,” he wrote in a poem that was surely somewhat tongue-in-cheek. He went on to complain that his “stomach’s squashed under my chin,” that his “face makes a fine floor for droppings,” that his “skin hangs loose below me” and that his “spine’s all knotted from folding myself over.” He ended with an affirmation that he shouldn’t have changed his day job: “I am not in the right place—I am not a painter.”

4. Michelangelo’s masterpiece has proven highly resilient.
The Sistine Chapel’s frescoed ceiling has held up remarkably well in the five centuries since its completion. Only one small component is missing: part of the sky in the panel depicting Noah’s escape from the great biblical flood. The section of painted plaster fell to the floor and shattered following an explosion at a nearby gunpowder depot in 1797. Despite the ceiling’s apparent hardiness, experts worry that foot traffic from the millions of people who visit the Sistine Chapel each year continues to pose a serious threat.

5. Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel art was touched up—and stripped down—in the 1980s and 1990s.
Between 1980 and 1999, experts restored selected artwork in the Sistine Chapel, including Michelangelo’s ceiling and his famed fresco known as “The Last Judgment,” which he created in his later years. Specialists meticulously dissolved layers of grime, soot and deposits, substantially brightening the colors of the centuries-old paintings. The restoration also undid the work of Pope Pius IV, who ordered the placement of fig leaves and loincloths on Michelangelo’s nudes during the 1560s.

6. The Sistine Chapel ceiling’s most famous panel might depict a human brain.
In the section entitled “The Creation of Adam,” figures representing God and Adam reach for each other with their arms outstretched. Their almost-touching fingers are one of the world’s most recognizable and widely replicated images. Some theorists think the scene also contains the unmistakable outline of a human brain, formed by the angels and robes surrounding God. According to Frank Lynn Meshberger, a doctor who pioneered this hypothesis, Michelangelo meant to evoke God’s bestowal of intellegence on the first human.

7. New popes are elected in the Sistine Chapel.
Built in the 1470s under Pope Sixtus IV, from whom it takes its name, the Sistine Chapel is more than just Vatican City’s most popular tourist destination. In fact, it serves a crucial religious function. Beginning in 1492, the simple brick building has hosted numerous papal conclaves, during which cardinals gather to vote on a new pope. A special chimney in the roof of the chapel broadcasts the conclave’s results, with white smoke indicating the election of a pope and black smoke signaling that no candidate has yet received a two-thirds majority  





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  LAST CAB RIDE...It's the little  things 
  
  
  I arrived at the address and honked        the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked        again. 
Since this was going to be my last        ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the        car in park and walked up to the door and knocked. 
  
'Just a minute', answered a frail,  elderly voice. 
I  could hear something being dragged across the floor. 
  
After a long pause, the door opened. A  small woman in her 90's stood before me. 
She  was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, 
like somebody  out of a 1940's movie. 
  
By her side was a small nylon suitcase.  The apartment looked as if no one had 
lived in it for years. All the furniture  was covered with sheets. 
  
There were no clocks on the walls, no  knickknacks or utensils 
on the counters. In the corner was a  cardboard box filled with photos and glassware. 
  
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?'  she said. 
I took the suitcase to the cab, then  returned to assist the woman. 
  
She took my arm and we walked slowly  toward the curb. 
  
She kept thanking me for my kindness.  'It's nothing', I told her.. 'I just try to treat 
my passengers the way I would want my  mother to be treated.' 
  
'Oh, you're such a good boy, she said.  When we got in the cab, she gave 
me an address and then asked, 'Could you  drive through downtown?' 
  
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered  quickly.. 
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no  hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice. 
  
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her  eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' 
she continued in a  soft voice..' The doctor says I don't have  very long.' 
I quietly reached over and shut off the  meter. 
  
'What route would you like me to take?' I  asked. 
  
For the next two hours, we drove through  the city. She showed me 
the building where she had once worked as  an elevator operator. 
  
We drove through the neighborhood where  she and her husband had lived when they were 
newlyweds She had me pull up in front of  a furniture warehouse that 
had once been a ballroom where she had  gone dancing as a girl. 
  
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow  in  front of a particular building or corner and 
would sit staring into the darkness,  saying nothing. 
  
As the first hint of sun was creasing the  horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'. 
  
We drove in silence to the address she  had given me. It was a low building, 
like a small convalescent home, with a  driveway that passed under a portico. 
  
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon  as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, 
watching her every move. They must have  been expecting her. 
  
I opened the trunk and took the small  suitcase to 
the door. The woman was already seated in  a wheelchair. 
  
'How much do I owe you?' She asked,  reaching into her purse. 
  
'Nothing,' I said 
  
'You have to make a living,' she  answered. 
  
'There are other passengers,' I  responded. 
  
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave  her a hug. She held onto me tightly. 
  
'You gave an old woman a little moment of  joy,' she said. 'Thank you.' 
  
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into  the dim morning 
light.. Behind me, a door shut. It was  the sound of the closing of a life.. 
  
I didn't pick up any more passengers that  shift. I drove 
aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest  of that day, I could hardly talk. 
What if that woman had gotten an angry  driver, or one who was impatient 
to end his shift? What if I had refused  to take the run, or had honked once, 
then driven away? 
  
On a quick review, I don't think that I  have done anything more important in my life. 
  
We're conditioned to think that our lives  revolve around great moments. 
  
But great  moments often catch us unaware-beautifully 
wrapped in what others may consider a  small one. 
  
PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU  DID, OR WHAT YOU 
SAID ~BUT~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW  YOU MADE THEM FEEL. 



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 Im very humbled to get another DD, especially on one of those drawings I just didn't want to end. A warm thank you to my dear friend Eve for suggesting my "Dia De Muertos" and "jenthestrawberry" for featuring it.



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