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Tour & Taxis - Belgium
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A selection of my creations ("Pencil Vs Camera" and "Digital Circlism", printed in limited editions - visible in photos 2-3-4) were exhibited from the 25th till the 28th of February 2011 at the Affordable Art Fair in Tour & Taxis, Brussels, Belgium. My works were presented by the Gallery Garden. Many other artists and galleries participated in this event.
Good news, I'll be participating in the next AAF in London with another gallery!...And a few other photos showing artworks made by other artists, which I found particularly striking. For the artists' and gallery owners' names, please go directly to the AAF website...












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Some 10 creations (mainly "Pencil Vs Camera" and "Digital Circlism", printed in limited editions) were exhibited from the 1st of February till the 13th of March 2011 (ongoing) at the Gallery Garden in Brussels, Belgium. 6 other atists participated in this show: Clif ARDI, Sylvie BREYSSE, Fabienne CLAESEN, Cédric MICHIELS, Michel SOUCY and Anne VEAUTE.
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Slideshow of the Week
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A mix of my "surreal" photos and illustrations
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Remembering what I am
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That was another time consuming project...
This is a digital work but totally handmade
I painted each circle individually on a black
surface. I made a quick preparatory sketch
first (you can see it in the "making of" below)
Click to enlarge...
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Touch My Outside Skin
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By Peter S. Quinn
Touch my outside skin
Trying to reach the bone
I'm everything within
Structured by my tone
Nothing much of difference
From someone like you
Give me and my ways a chance
Make my life come thru
Like a day that’s going by
So is everything going
Flying low and flying high
Inside each track showing
Answers coming to reward
Within days new choice
That we know will start
To surrender its rejoice
(Read the full poem)
Thanks for writing this Peter!
© 2010 - Ben Heine
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That was another time consuming project...
This is a digital work but totally handmade
I painted each circle individually on a black
surface. I made a quick preparatory sketch
first (you can see it in the "making of" below)
Click to enlarge...
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.Touch My Outside Skin
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By Peter S. Quinn
Touch my outside skin
Trying to reach the bone
I'm everything within
Structured by my tone
Nothing much of difference
From someone like you
Give me and my ways a chance
Make my life come thru
Like a day that’s going by
So is everything going
Flying low and flying high
Inside each track showing
Answers coming to reward
Within days new choice
That we know will start
To surrender its rejoice
(Read the full poem)
Thanks for writing this Peter!
© 2010 - Ben Heine
Self Portrait - Surreal Touch
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This is a full digital painting that
took me several hours of work
I thought I'd never finish it... ;)
Here below is the making of
(click to enlarge)
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© 2010 - Ben Heine- Self Portrait -
Work in Progress
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Work in Progress
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Totally unfinished,
final painting coming soon.
please come back again :)
final painting coming soon.
please come back again :)
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Marcin Bondarowicz
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© 2009 - Ben Heine
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Marcin is a professional Polish painter and illustrator. He lives in Poland as a freelance artist. He regularly publishes his highly elaborated cartoons on several websites and collaborates with a wide range of renowned magazines and newspapers.
Please visit his website for more info: www.bondarowiczart.republika.pl
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Please visit his website for more info: www.bondarowiczart.republika.pl
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Walk With the Light
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Take Me
As I Am
By Peter S. Quinn
Take me as I am let me be a twist
A carefree word here to adhere
For knitting down the gist
Inside heart-roots gone austere
Like a love that begins from inside
And brings out a beautiful bright
Like a ray that in a shade might hide
Or a beam in an evening's flight
Give same love life’s giving about
Though sideways are with bare trees
And the morning is still in its doubt
For the coming of summer's breeze
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As I Am
By Peter S. Quinn
Take me as I am let me be a twist
A carefree word here to adhere
For knitting down the gist
Inside heart-roots gone austere
Like a love that begins from inside
And brings out a beautiful bright
Like a ray that in a shade might hide
Or a beam in an evening's flight
Give same love life’s giving about
Though sideways are with bare trees
And the morning is still in its doubt
For the coming of summer's breeze
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(Click to enlarge)
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Just a little tutorial... :) ...and one of my first attempts to make a total digital work. This one is very simple in it's form. I will do more complex digital creations in the near future. I'm still learning everyday.
As you know, I tend to think that good concepts are more important than technique anyway.
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Gilad Benari
Gilad Benari is a talented photographer (conceptual artist more precisely) and poet. He is a big inspiration for me and for my evolution as a photographer. With his astounding photos, he lets us see the simple elements of our world in a different and beautiful way.
Gilad says: "I love to vary my experience in photography. I believe that the real joy in photography is in the trivial, in small things".
Gilad says: "I love to vary my experience in photography. I believe that the real joy in photography is in the trivial, in small things".
Gilad comes from Israel (Tel Aviv). The good thing with his photos is that they show another side of his country, often criticized because of it's offensive policy towards Palestine.
He explains: "Israel suffers an image of being a desert land, or simply a war zone, when showing it all over the world news. Being a photographer and a writer, I have a chance to show otherwise."
See his website,
his Deviant Art page,
and his Flick'r page.
Gilad can be contacted at :
giladbenari@walla.com
Below are some of my favorite
photos by him (click to enlarge) :
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his Deviant Art page,
and his Flick'r page.
Gilad can be contacted at :
giladbenari@walla.com
Below are some of my favorite
photos by him (click to enlarge) :
Tel Aviv Dance
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Tall City

Azrieli Center
Two Burning Matches
Between Earth and Sky
One Day
Window of Opportunity
Clouds Factory
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Narcissus, Photographer
By Erica Jong
Mirror-mad,
he photographed reflections:
sunstorms in puddles,
cities in canals,
double portraits framed
in sunglasses,
the fat phantoms who dance
on the flanks of cars.
Nothing caught his eye
unless it bent
or glistered
over something else.
He trapped clouds in bottles
the way kids
trap grasshoppers.
Then one misty day
he was stopped
by the windshield.
Behind him,
an avenue of trees,
before him,
the mirror of that scene.
He seemed to enter
what, in fact, he left.
(The poem appeared on ericajong.com)

Narcissus, Photographer
By Erica Jong
Mirror-mad,
he photographed reflections:
sunstorms in puddles,
cities in canals,
double portraits framed
in sunglasses,
the fat phantoms who dance
on the flanks of cars.
Nothing caught his eye
unless it bent
or glistered
over something else.
He trapped clouds in bottles
the way kids
trap grasshoppers.
Then one misty day
he was stopped
by the windshield.
Behind him,
an avenue of trees,
before him,
the mirror of that scene.
He seemed to enter
what, in fact, he left.
(The poem appeared on ericajong.com)

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