Leopard

nobody@flickr.com (Ben Heine) — Thu, 08 Apr 2010 17:23:09 -0700

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This is another creation with colored circles. I wanted it to look a bit "wilder" than my previous circlist works. I digitally applied each circle on a black background (I made them appear wider, so it was a bit faster than usual) and I didn't really pay attention to symmetry or ultra-realistic details.

More info on my circlist paintings can be found HERE

The original version of this image is huge (11 000 pixels wide, 300 dpi).
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Leopard

A poem by Peter S. Quinn

I am the mighty Leopard
With my softness paw
A dream on its outward
Each birth and after draw
Shimmer of blue eyes
Steps that come and go
So much for nature’s disguise
That no one hardly know

My nature is surprise
Of every while taking
Strong inner mood ties
Every movement making
Softly going catching
Burly in enduring way
Thru moments watching
That comes here to play

I'm like the forest
Never seen but all real
Each move of its surest
Muscles like a steal
Good at hunter's game
Thru the ways going
Never staying the same
Always danger knowing

Mad Hatter - Johnny Depp

nobody@flickr.com (Ben Heine) — Thu, 01 Apr 2010 18:21:24 -0700

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This is my "circlist" portrait of Johnny Depp as seen in Tim Burton's movie "Alice in Wonderland". It took me several days of work to make it... I digitally applied each colored circle on a black background.

The original version of this image is huge (11 000 pixels wide, 300 dpi).
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For more information about my art: info@benheine.com
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There Once Was a Mad Hatter

A poem by Peter S. Quinn

There once was a mad hatter
That hard is to describe or define
For he didn't understand matter
Nor why he was four feet nine
He drank all day coffee and tea
And babbled on with his friends
About his world ideas and ABC
How one thinks and comprehends

He thought he had vast knowledge
Of everyone’s ideas for a hat
The forest animals were his college
In every his approach and habitat
At times so peculiar spoken was he
With tongue of gibberish talk
That every vague became clarity
Like that of the clock’s ticktock

His ways were at times rather odd
With too much of nothing to do
And all the animals him applaud
To see each way vaguely through
For knowledge is something to seek
And transport to the other end
Where no one can obviously speak
Or anything at all comprehend

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Leopard

Mad Hatter - Johnny Depp