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Quiet Revolution (0907) by WayneBenedet Quiet Revolution (0907) by WayneBenedet
When I named this piece, it was because of the way that winter sometimes comes to the prairie, no big storm, just a slow slide into colder and colder weather.  However, when my friend Sarai saw it, the result for her was a creative flash. In that space, she created the poem that is now attached.  As you can see, this image conjured very different impressions for her than it did for me.  But that is what creativity is about.

This is the second Collaboration that Sarai and I have worked on.  I hope for many many more but it is not something we force.  Rather we allow our creativity to happen, and when it does, it seems to me that the results are really quite exceptional.  I hope you enjoy her work.

Thank you Sarai, it is a joy as always.


Quiet Revolution

by :iconundauntedifly: 

Quiet RevolutionsThe creeks ran red that year and the trees were leveled.
The endlessly stretching plains seemed even more desolate,
burning under a blackened sky.
Brothers killed brothers, mothers were left to bury their sons.
The winter storms never cease, they just pause for a breath.
The ice crunched beneath boots, decaying spirits wandering.
The creeks ran red with the blood of revolutionaries,
the snow stained with bloody footprints, desolation in the wake,
the earth scarred beyond recognition.
Brother was buried by the creek, a lonesome tree as a marker.
Left that place, but never truly left it, soaked into the ground.
Revolutions are hardly ever quiet.



The creeks ran red that year and the trees were leveled.
The endlessly stretching plains seemed even more desolate,
burning under a blackened sky.

Brothers killed brothers, mothers were left to bury their sons.
The winter storms never cease, they just pause for a breath.
The ice crunched beneath boots, decaying spirits wandering.

The creeks ran red with the blood of revolutionaries,
the snow stained with bloody footprints, desolation in the wake,
the earth scarred beyond recognition.

Brother was buried by the creek, a lonesome tree as a marker.
Left that place, but never truly left it, soaked into the ground.
Revolutions are hardly ever quiet.


(Thank you Sarai)

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:iconcameron-ohara:
Cameron-Ohara Featured By Owner May 18, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I love this kind of weather more than anything.
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:iconaura-dawn:
Aura-Dawn Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
Am honored to tell you that this is being featured by :iconsharpenededge:
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:iconwaynebenedet:
WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Aug 17, 2014
thank you very much
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sauldario7 Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
This picture is amazing!!
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Kebeca1690 Featured By Owner Dec 18, 2013
The red river uprising come to mind....
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:iconvikingjon:
vikingjon Featured By Owner Dec 6, 2013  Professional General Artist
Brooding.
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peterpateman Featured By Owner Dec 4, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
I'm really liking these trees Wayne. Interesting collaboration, when paired with the poem and the title, the image takes on a different meaning from my first impressions.
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WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Dec 4, 2013
Hey Peter,

I I named the print I was thinking of how winter sometimes comes to the prairie, no storm, no power or grandeur, just a slow process.  Sarai took the title and allowed her creativity to develop it into something else.  We were both quite pleased with the result, even though we both started from very different places.
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peterpateman Featured By Owner Dec 5, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
The different perspectives can be a good thing for collaborations, I hope to see more.
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WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Dec 5, 2013
 I hope for more too Peter, but Sarai and I kind have a deal....no pressure, it has to come naturally.  Our hope/dream it to get enough together so we can publish a coffee table book.  We will see how it goes.
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zaccool14 Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2013  Student Traditional Artist
very amazing view
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cybelemoon Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I just keep looking at this one ... over and over.  Something about it just grabs at me.  I feel I relate to the picture/the tree.  I've not read the literature yet.  
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cybelemoon Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
The literature is also very fitting!  Wow!
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Lance66 Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2013  Student Digital Artist
beautiful :)
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:iconoxalysa:
oxalysa Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013
Beautiful !
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WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2013
thanks
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:iconoxalysa:
oxalysa Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2013
You're welcome !
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ChildrenofOsirisArt Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
This photograph really captured my attention. Wonderful work :) 
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:iconcrazygardener:
crazygardener Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013
beautiful!!!
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WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013
thanks Dave, did you get a chance to read the poem?
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crazygardener Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2013
your so welcome Wayne. yes! just read it from your Journal...
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inObrAS Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013
Wonderful shot! :clap:
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WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013
thanks andrey... What did you think of Sarai's poem?
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inObrAS Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2013
Unfortunately, I do not know English, Wayne... Sorry... :(
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WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2013
That is OK Andrey,
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bluemangoimages Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Love the mood!
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Hermetic-Wings Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
:clap: Bravo...
You express the lebel of the nature w,th a loenely tree...wonderfulll :d
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WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013
:)
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davincipoppalag Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
quite a remarkable piece  on both sides
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Aura-Dawn Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
No, revolutions are never quiet, though they are a must if freedom from oppression and tyranny is to ever happen.  Revolutions by the few to help the masses,  where do they go wrong?  The intent is always good, dear to the heart, lead by the heart.   Perhaps that is where they go wrong, because tyranny can always be disguised as the lesser of two evils.  Why fight a war, a revolution where our daughters will suffer as much as the children who went to war, hoping to come back free, but instead, as the poet points out, are buried in an unmarked grave, to be forgotten, as the people cheer at their false victory.  It is only when the battle is lead by intelligence not desire.  Desire can fuel, but it cannot lead, for someone, will always take advantage of the heart,  rendering a momentary victory into bitter defeat as those that survive find in the long run they are no better off.    If the people wish to win, then they must keep the power and not let a politician grasp it, for it be corrupted and all those who died for freedom, will have died for the politician and his cause, 

This is just my opinion for observing events around the world.  One day, the world will be free, but one day the world will also end.  So which will happen first?.  Could tell you, but you wouldn't believe me.  So anyways, just my 2 Yuan worth.  Or 2 cents worth, which is less.
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WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013
Now that Sarai has written this poem, and you have made these comments it reminds me of a true story that happened during and after the second world war.  An airplane crew crashed in enemy territory, one member survived and another was badly hurt.  The hurt man begged to be killed by his friend because there was not hope of survival.  His friend did this, and then buried him.  He never told anyone what had happened.  Then years later when he himself was close to death, he visited the unmarked grave that only he knew about.

We don't often hear about these kinds of things, but I suspect thay happened far more often than is ever talked about.  War and revolution are both destructive forces.
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Aura-Dawn Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Sometimes you have to do what you have to do.  You can't think about it or it could eat you inside.  Know a person who was on an elite force.  Sometimes could get them to tell us what some of the things about what they did.  It would make the average person cringe in disbelief.  Also would tell how they would make an important figure drop off the radar.
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Scooby777 Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Nothing beats a moody weather shot...wonderful work, Wayne!
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DebasishPhotos Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
There are some pictures, seeing which the first thought comes in mind that this is the shot that I wanted to take. It is a that kind of pictures. I don,t know my soul got attached to it.
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Timetosaybye Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013  Student Photographer
:heart:
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WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013
did you like the poem?
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Timetosaybye Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013  Student Photographer
In some ways , Yes.
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WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013
it is a little disquieting, but I like how the same image can create such different impressions in people.
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Timetosaybye Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013  Student Photographer

:nod: I guess for me every time I see a lonely tree like this a song pops in my head, www.youtube.com/watch?v=JOIo4l… Fire and rain by James Taylor. I don't know why, I think of the lines......................

Won't you look down upon me, jesus
You've got to help me make a stand
You've just got to see me through another day
My body's aching and my time is at hand
And I won't make it any other way

I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you again

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WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013
wow... it always amazes me what comes to mind for people when they see something.  I guess though it is not just what comes to mind for someone, but the fact that it can be so different for so many who all look upon the same thing.  What variety our lives have brought to us.
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Sillybilly60 Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013   Digital Artist
Very nice photo...:)
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WayneBenedet Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013
if you get a chance stop back and read the poem by :iconundauntedifly:

This is our second collaboration.
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