Captured digitally with a Sony Alpha 100 with a 75 – 300mm. From a series of images from public festivals and concerts. The frame around the image was digitally created. / . / / Australiana / Born of This Earth – Series / Hearts At War / Vehicular works / Architecture / B&W Photography / Transitional Industrial Utopian Series / Abstract / Beautiful Humans / / . / / . / You can also listen to PLV’s music / . / Please take a look at the wonderful work of / Susan Zohn / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
Updated version of my collage – This time without quote and slightly different tonings.
Well sophia plays with a lot of dissonance. She has the desire to work the keyboard very, very, hard. Seem as though she could “practice” for hours on end. Lots of notes too. Lots of notes. Loud ones I have noticed, are the type that move her the most. Loud and strung together without any seams. Carnegie Hall one day in the future. Lots of loud notes. Real loud. / Well I guess it will have to wait, because we don’t actually have a piano in our home. I feel that its best to let Sophia practice at other people’s homes. You know, to prepare her for the grind of the concert touring circuit. cannonEOS D1 / Mark III / 28-105 / 400 iso / no flash / -1 ex
Location: “Paris Cat” Jazz Club, Melbourne / Much thanks to Adrian & Jo for the great night. www.vividphotography.net Also in this series: /
A number of bands have used the concept of Valhalla as inspiration or subject material, including Black Sabbath, 30 Seconds to Mars, Frank Black, Blind Guardian, Ensiferum, Manowar, Amon Amarth,Bathory Iron Maiden, Led Zeppelin, Jethro Tull, Motörhead, K-os, 3 Inches of Blood, and Elton John has a song called Come to Valhalla on his first album Empty Sky. On their CD Freedom What Freedom, Skrewdriver has a ballad called Epilogue – The Road To Valhalla. However, this song was originally written and performed by the 1980s band White Lion on their album Fight to Survive. Black Sabbath’s 1990 album, Tyr, features the song Vahalla. Also, on Pantera’s self released album called I Am the Night there is a song called Valhalla. Painting using acrylics, inks, pigment and wax
Is this the Axe to Sever the chords?
It is sometimes difficult to write about one’s own feelings and describe or convey the Pain that so many people encounter in this world. No one has exclusive / rights, and we each deal with our own set of circumstances, the best way we can.... / Let us be gentle to Ourselves and understand......
NOT FOR SALE / It will be show at Galleries in Israel and Seville as a Limit and numered Series of only 15 copies. / Price:1500 Euros / If you are interested please send me a mail. FROM LIMITED SERIES / TOKIO WOMAN / AFRICA / / LOOKING FOR THE SEPIA / EL EQUILIBRIO DE LA MUJER FLOR / / / NIRVANA / XXI CENTURY / / / THE SADNESS OF THE PHARAOH / / / DELIRIUM / / / ORGASM / CARNIVAL / THE SAXOPHONE /
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Typography vs Music – does it get any better than this? Inspired by White Egg by nook BLACK VERSION: /
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Just go faster and harder. Kick that thing! A little something for the sound challenge (except I actually forgot to enter!! d’oh!) Detail / Closeup of Amp… :) Modelled by my very own foot (accompanied by trusty DM boot) Stay in touch Subscribe to T-Shirt Updates Subscribe to my T-Shirt blog | visit the blog
I listened, / Spellbound, / Fixed to the sound, / As if pinned to the wall, / Unable to move, / Drugged, / Those 6 notes…. / Harmony.
A cord beats with my heart in patterns that I usually ignore. I try to synchronize to the sounds of those around and it only hurts my ears, my soul, my brain, by slow sluggish attempt to live as a “normal” person. There are many chords that flow through my being. Once I hear them I am happy if I follow their song. Other cords strangle and other connect to living energy and others are simply chains. Beat, beat, beat, my heart which thinks it is more than muscle just as my brain thinks it is more than tissue, just as my eyes believe they see, just as my touch feels it is something more than a dream of of of of of of … / What? That’s the point. I don’t know. Yet I do. Cords and Chords. Acrylic on paper
DETAIL / I look at you all see the love there that’s sleeping / While my guitar gently weeps / I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping / Still my guitar gently weeps I don’t know why nobody told you / how to unfold you love / I don’t know how someone controlled you / they bought and sold you I look at the world and I notice it’s turning / While my guitar gently weeps / With every mistake we must surely be learning / Still my guitar gently weeps I don’t know how you were diverted / you were perverted too / I don’t know how you were inverted / no one alerted you Best Sellers T-Shirts / / / / / / / / / / /
Caress me gently. Play me with your heart as well as with your hand. My keyboard, my hand (yes, you can play the piano/keyboard with long nails, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise), it’s an E Flat Major Seventh chord… I added texture, I did the Orton Effect…and, yep, it’s another one of my present “sepia-fest”. Look at me. Listen with your eyes. And, should you want to listen with your ears as well…go here. / / / FEATURED in ImageWriting, Sepia Only, and Hands
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The Waste of Drought and Chord I defy you, / Chord— / Immerse me in dread of key strokes / And rolling song / that tread upon music’s marrow, / That unrelenting swallows of sodden harmony escape neither my heart, / Nor well-hidden fawns’ veil. / Let nothing flee the scouring of an emptying heart / That refuses to lend mercy. / Exposed are the bare spells of time; / Haunted, my reckless rhythms, / Now spurned by worse than I dared think I was. / Chord, / Swallow up the crumbling bits of bank and hollow / And haul away to other places, / That which my ears can no longer abide. Hide no more from me (for some sake I cannot name) / The darkest corners of remembrance and insight. / They are as meaningless as two notes more / In the deluge that will not weaken. / Expressing the need to create music when the music didnt want to be created…usually in the middle of the night when silence is not always friend. / PP after 9pm
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