Awesome! I wish there was some dripping blood coming out from the bullet holes and dripping even to the black areas of the film strips. You are a very imaginative guy, Steve. An artist per se.
Bothersome! (as in frightening!)
Who in the world is a martyr for art, though?
I just can't think of anyone - maybe because I'm thinking of photography but, now that I think about it, there must be some for sure... maybe, journalists, er...? Now, that I'm thinking "suffering for words", though, more are coming to mind. Solzhenitsyn retired to our village before going back to Russia, after his exile.... (He left before I moved here.)
Steve....? Explain yourself! Or, is it like Mary Poppins said, "I'd like to make one thing perfectly clear - I never explain myself!"?
My job is done. If it gets people thinking then I believe the image does its job. As far as my thoughts go it was more to do with martyrdom in an implicit sense. The self searching and laying open of our real feelings about art in general.Steve....? Explain yourself! Or, is it like Mary Poppins said, "I'd like to make one thing perfectly clear - I never explain myself!"?
Mary Poppins...I have a theory about these films - I hear you groaning but bear with me - mind altering drugs - hallucinogens. If you watch these 'childrens' films from the sixties and seventies (Bed Knobs and Broomsticks, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang etc.) Or rather relax into them, you will find yourself coming to the conclusion that they were all stoned - not the actors but the scriptwriters, the directors, the whole production team in fact. They are actually quite scary even when seen from the safe distance of decades. ...or is it just me?
On your photo - it is arresting yes that's the word I wanted
The holes but then the light coming through the filmstrip very cool
And as for your theory on those movies I would have to agree - some of those nanny types were quite scary under that spoonful of sugar
Oh, stop it! I have no trouble thinking like them on just pure air and, Lewis Carroll? Why does everyone one say he was a caterpillar on drugs? He makes PERFECT sense to me!! Admit it, Steve, I know that you imagine impossible/ridiculous/fabulous things before breakfast ever gets there.... how many, every morning, hmmm?
Every morning Katy. My head has always been in the clouds. I blame it on Dick Van Dyke - that cockney accent is way too scaryimagine impossible/ridiculous/fabulous things before breakfast ever gets there.... how many, every morning, hmmm?
Thanks Kay that is what I was aiming for with this. Must dash I can hear the creaking wheels of the child catchers wagonit is arresting yes that's the word I wanted
beyond cool Steve, I can't even imagine how you took this photo! Love it!
Thanks Shannon. Like most of my stuff its keeping things simple (like me). The hand shots are my daughters converted to b/w. The overlay is graffiti I photographed at our local skate park. The rest is down to bump mapping and some rather time consuming dodging, burning and playing around with saturation until I get what is in my head onto the screen (or as near as possible). The trick is getting the blending to look consistent. Here you can see I have not quite achieved that with the holes in the hands. I rarely rework anything but with this one I think I might have a bash at getting more holy holes
Actaully that all sounds far more complicated than it actually is