Sunday, March 29, 2009

Mary


A couple of days ago I finished reading Mary Shelly's Frankenstein. Good stuff and it's a very
quick, enjoyable read. I wanted to create a piece of 'art' from what I had just read. I kept on having flashes of a life-less hand. A hand that would be brought to life, by one very misguided soul.

This work went really, really quick. I shot my hand against a white wall, with natural light streaming through a window. Silly hand poses with fingers outstretched, to imply 'grasping' or rigor mortis. I then processed the photo through a couple of black and white filters to remove colors and darken the image up a bit. I then ran a couple of filters to add cracks and the reddish border effect to the left side of the photo. Took a brush and added vertical scratches. Applied the image to itself to finish the effect. Off to watch me some Young Frankenstein....



"My person was hideous and my stature gigantic. What did this mean? Who was I? What was I? Whence did I come? What was my destination? These questions continually recurred, but I was unable to solve them"

"I shall die, and what I now feel be no longer felt. Soon these burning miseries will be extinct. I shall ascend my funeral pile triumphantly and exult in the agony of the torturing flames. The light of that conflagration will fade away; my ashes will be swept into the sea by the winds. My spirit will sleep in peace, or if it thinks, it will not surely think thus. Farewell"

Frau Blücher: I came to tell you that your fiance should be arriving any second!
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [shirtless] Elizabeth! Here, tonight?
Frau Blücher: I suggest you put on a tie!











Sunday, March 22, 2009

Featured...





Thanks to Mod3rnart for choosing me as a featured artist on their site. You can check out their amazing work at http://www.mod3rnart.com

Please give them a visit, i have provided them with a photo as a giveaway, all you have to do is leave a comment about your favorite etsy seller...

Mod3rnart are based in Greece, and i am truly tickled, that halfway around the world my work was noticed enough to be featured.

Anna



This was one of my first attempts at TTV Photography. Wandering around a friends neighborhood in mid-winter. As the winter sun was beginning to fade I happened upon yellowed/golden coloured grass.

When one looks into the viewfinder of an old reflex camera, in my case it's a kodak brownie, images appear to leap/jump out at you. It's a very stereoscopic effect, and the images in the lens reminded me of looking through a ViewMaster as a kid. I tried to duplicate the effect by using Photoshop.

1. The original image had to be cropped to remove the old camera border. 2. I then took a black brush and started 'painting' out the background. There are quicker ways to mask out a background but I enjoy getting close to my work, a labour of love if you will. 3. I then ran a couple of filters to 'orange' up the image. 4. Added lens blur to try to give the image a 3d feel and soften up some of the jagged pixels due to the removal of the background. Can't say i suceeded, but I was pleased with the final result.

Now for the poetry, I couldn't find my favorite poem by Anna Akmatova, but i think this poem works well with the image.

Anna Akhmatova (1889 — 1966)

Memory of Sun

Memory of sun seeps from the heart.
Grass grows yellower.
Faintly if at all the early snowflakes
Hover, hover.

Water becoming ice is slowing in
The narrow channels.
Nothing at all will happen here again,
Will ever happen.

Against the sky the willow spreads a fan
The silk's torn off.
Maybe it's better I did not become
Your wife.

Memory of sun seeps from the heart.
What is it? -- Dark?
Perhaps! Winter will have occupied us
In the night.


Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Fear Loves This Place...



Some years ago, before I started taking an interest in Photography I found this 'place' in a neighborhood in which i lived.

Walking on the sidewalk, I could see steps that led to an area that for some reason reminded me of an excavated archeology site. Much concrete and a few benches. Nothing too exciting. I then noticed there were stairs on either end of this concrete 'mess' leading downwards. I took a walk and peaked down the stairs. I immediately felt 'fear', chills ran up and down my spine. I started to walk away and head back up the stairs to the sidewalk above. I paused, and asked myself why am I so freaked out?.. I big strong 'he man'/'i'm all grows up'....Eureka, i got's it, this 'place' reminded me of 'It', by Stephen King. My childhood nemesis. I read 'It' when i was 12, this book so freaked me out, that i threw it in my parents fireplace. Burn 'Pennywise' Burn... What can i say, I had/have a very active imagination. Bad/Bad Stephen, scaring little boys. I took a breath and headed back and walked down the stairs. The stairs led to a small alcove. Neat i thought, ignoring the chills I started shooting this alcove. Five or so minutes go by and my music stops. Hmm weird I thought, I charged my Ipod before I left. Taking off my headphones, I hear a woman cough behind me! I am alone, there is NO ONE around me, I hear the cough again. "Yikes"

I have been sitting on this image for some time, I tried doing a couple of things but couldn't seem to get it right. I tried again today with positive results. 1. Adjusted exposure to darken the image. 2. Applied a black brush to remove a 'window' in the alcove 3. Used the clone tool to remove an artifact at the top of the steps. 3. Applied the image a couple of times to itself to bring out areas that were too dark. 4. Filter to add the white borders around the photo. 5. Adjusted curves so one could see the leaves on the steps, and bring out the red on the sides of the wall.

Scooby dooby doo where are you!

Sunday, March 15, 2009

I'm still fond of you...



On my way to work each day, I pass on by this old brick building, with a fire escape that runs down the center of the building. I also would like to mention that this building only has the one fire escape; I guess the other residents who are not so lucky to have this 'perk', have to jump/leap/swan dive etc in order to be prevented from being cremated in a fire. Have no fear dear blog visitor, if there was a fire, it would not be of the towering inferno variety, for it is only a four story building.

I had been thinking for some time that the fire escape would make for a really cool photo. Being the romantic that i am, it struck me as a "where art thou romeo" type shot. Or in this case, -I'm still fond of you-
It's feels a little strange, walking up to a building and shooting at fire escapes around 5pm. I am not usually self conscious but in this case I was. I am sure I looked a little 'pervy' with camera zoomed shooting from the sidewalk. FYI. I was shooting at the escape and not the pretty girl in the window (just kidding, juliet was not to be found). I was quick, kept the music loud as not to hear any comments by passing pedestrians.

Before i could do my Snoopy Dance of joy, I had some work in Photoshop to do. First: Crop the image. Second: Sensia filter to give a reddish hue to photo. 3rd: Add lens blur to the top/bottom/sides of the photo, thus highlighting the fire escape. Now i can dance....

-The Smiths-
what difference does it make

All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
For we have been through hell and high tide
I think I can rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you

So, what difference does it make ?
So, what difference does it make ?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight

The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why ?
Because you asked me to !
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because I've only got two hands
Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh

So, what difference does it make ?
Oh, what difference does it make ?
Oh, it makes none
But now you have gone
And your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight

But no more apologies
No more, no more apologies
Oh, I'm too tired
I'm so sick and tired
And I'm feeling very sick and ill today
But I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh