Day Dreamer. Model: Sway. Location:Home Studio Photography by Gustavo Loera
Old Soviet Add. Another retrodelicious.
Quote using chiasmus (word reversal) to illustrate home truths, humour, satire, irony and such like.
Digitally manipulated drawing + photographs / Photoshop CS2, digital photographs, coloured pencils / 2007
When you make a real connection / with someone, when what / you say or do or create touches them / or they you, when some spark / of recognit…
Here is an amazing bunch of Photography Essays and Tutorials I found buried within luminous-landscape.com...
Here is an amazing bunch of Photography Essays and Tutorials I found buried within luminous-landscape.com early this morning. I plan to do a LOT of reading! Understanding Aspect Ratios and the Art of Cropping Understanding Soft Proofing Understanding Sensor Issues Understanding Printer Colour Management Understanding Raw Files Understanding Local Contrast Enhancement Understanding Contrast Masking Understanding Digital USM Understanding MTF Charts Understanding Histograms Understanding Digital Sensor Cleaning Understanding Digital Work Flow Understanding Mirror Lock-Up Understanding Medium Format Understanding Depth of Field Understanding Polarizers Understanding Lens Contrast Understanding BOKEH Understanding Bit Depth Understanding Sharpness Understanding Resolution Understanding Camera Movements Understanding Colour Theory Understanding the DSLR Magnification Factor Understanding SLR Viewfinders Understanding Exposure Understanding Digital Blending Understanding ProPhoto RGB Understanding Lens Diffraction Understanding Panoramic Stitching Yikes! Yes, there is a so much here to read, but certainly worth it!
The Cable Car, a Wellington icon, the work of hands and minds from the past millennium, commutes a distinct smell of coal tar between the magnificent lookout at the top of botanical garden and the world of suits and briefcases in the core of the city. What mesmerizing lights it has. The warm tungsten ones rest unobtrusively on the wooden interior of the historic carriage, very much unlike the illumination made a good deal later, those colder ones, overpowering and attracted to the reflective metallic surfaces seemingly capable of capturing their patterns along on each bounce they make. A few signals and neon lights in the background add a topping on this truffle of visual flavours. Let’s get to the other end. Only five minutes on a wooden chair listening to the rhythm of a clickety-clack railway beat, and you will be rewarded with views you’ll remember until the world around you makes sense.
This photo was taken in Chome, Chile. Autumn 2008.
It’s been stated many times by the founders of Redbubble that they seek to democratize art by allowing everyone to have a gallery of thei…
It’s been stated many times by the founders of Redbubble that they seek to democratize art by allowing everyone to have a gallery of their work on display for public view, with the ability for it to be purchased in various high quality media. An ongoing debate has been occurring since the nascent days of the site regarding quality, and the large amount of uploads that are perceived as lacking in artistic merit. I used to be concerned about this, but have slowly let go of the idea that this is a site that is about ‘meritorious’ art (despite the flourishing debates), and more to do with the idea of participatory community focused around creative activity. I’d like to address the idea of ‘online community’ and it’s contradictions in a future essay, but for now will acknowledge that this community is the ‘front end’ sustained by the ‘back end’ business of print-on-demand. Not an uncommon contemporary business model; one that links the participatory capabilities of ‘Web 2.0’ with a physical business. I’m not implying that there is a cynicism in doing this however, its just one manifestation of the positive (if problematic) use of capital in the social sphere. One idea that has occurred to me lately, and one that is only too evident as Redbubble grows and evolves, is the great irony of the democratization of art: that universal freedom of expression is important to increase the chances of great art occurring, but it also allows the unskilled, the inarticulate and the unimaginative free reign to express themselves. To some, creative expression is merely the documentation of their surroundings, to others it is as much as possible a subjective interpretation using whatever objective means they have mastered. To put it bluntly, democratization leads at one and the same time to greatness and mediocrity, and the thing that defines greatness is it’s rarity among mediocrity, forcing us to think harder about the nature of art itself. / / I don’t for one moment support the idea of an artistic elite, this is impossible to define, but more the idea that mediocrity is the sea on which greatness floats, and maybe we have to begrudgingly accept that cultural evolution involves a certain volume of mediocrity.
A photo essay for Typography I. I took all the pics, cropped them, and mounted them on the board to present. 15×20
Most people simply live life, not truly experiencing it. Talking without speaking, hearing without listening, eyes wide shut.
A literary essay on how man is the architect of his own downfall. A piece of literature I prepared for my high school English class. jordan busson. 2008.
A result of around with ink in milk instead of writing an essay. Swirled it about and it created very refined curves and swirls.
The sky was the colour of autum, and the sun a ball of butter-yellow that melted into the low horizon, its warm light spilling into our l…
A descriptive piece about love in autumn, written in narrative form, about two people simply sitting and silently rejoicing in their shared peace, drinking in the evening calm. Written 17 March 2009.
Your stilettos striking sparks on the street’s skin, wrapped in twilight, we dance.
A descriptive piece about a young couple dancing in the streets at twilight. Written 25 March 2009. Featured in Up & Coming Writers. and The Sensusal Word.
We had a dream. Fifteen years have passed since our country was resurrected from the ashes of its shameful past, and we were granted a bl…
We Had a Dream – Part One Baptism by Fire / Stillborn Democracy / Eden Marred A political speech I prepared, written from a South African perspective, about present day issues in the country. Featured in Core [C.O.R.E]
We cannot call ourselves free, when we have bound and gagged our own hands and mouths with our indifference.
We Had a Dream – Part Three Baptism by Fire / Stillborn Democracy / Eden Marred A political speech I prepared, written from a South African perspective, about present day issues in the country. Featured in On Youth.
Ever wonder how to keep from getting stuck on negative, unproductive thoughts?
This is the first in a series of short essays on dealing with negative thoughts. It is also the first thing I ever wrote for a blog and it was well received! There is more to come.
War and poverty chain us to our past, our memories are like ropes that hold us back, restricting our growth as a people.
Written (originally in Afrikaans) for a school assignment. Written 22 May 2009.
We have come from afar, from beyond the world of words and beliefs of who and what you have come to believe you are ― we defy rationale ―…
I wrote this quite a few years ago … well at least I was the means to write it! Read it or leave it, critique is welcome, but don’t bother about criticising, as I can’t be bothered arguing nor defending. Let’s just agree to disagree before you waste your time, if your so inclined. / Otherwise* comments and responses are welcomed.
Bangkok, Thailand scariest ride of my life _Charlie as he called himself began our cab ride with little attention being paid to the road. Not very talkative except with himself. Charlie as he called himself began having full conversations with Charlie (took me a while to see he didn’t have a blue tooth or anything). Charlie was compulsively playing with the stickshift, clearly having trouble sitting still. My friend riding in the front seat used his favorite and only thai saying THUMB DEE DI DEE – do good and recieve good – which Charlie really liked. Charlie repeated the saying about ten times. From this point on he included us in his conversation. Still Charlie paid little attention to the road. Singing a song, which we could not identify, Charlie got frustrated by our lack of comprehension. In a final act of desperation, he pulls out a CD, throws it in the player and sure enough it is “Country Road” by his favorite John Denver. The singing along was full-out concert style and still little attention was being paid to the road. Once the song was done, He began telling us about his love for John Denver. Charlie continued to laugh about the Karmic saying THUMB DEE DI DEE (the only Thai we know) and he told us it was a message from god, that he had not talked to god, but it was a message from god. “I am not god”, says Charlie, “god says this to me, I don’t know god, I mean, god talks to me, I am not god”. We assured him that we trusted his judgement that he wasn’t god. Charlie continues to pay little attention to the road and seems to be in an introspective debate as to whether he is god or not. Charlie’s whole cab is pasted with pictures of the King, the Queen, models of his liking, advertisements, and other clippings. On his window he has written many things, and his cab is dirty. This whole cab ride (30 minutes) he has not stopped talking (in the beginning to himself and in the end with us involved). Magically, having never paid any attention to the road Charlie managed to get us to our place just fine. Before getting out, I captured this shot with Charlie’s permission. Canon EOS Rebel XT, Tokina 11-16mm
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This is a visual essay I made of images I have taken and an essay I wrote, Bearings Taken. Featured in the Group:Redbubble-EMI Art & Music Video / /
idolatry is empty until we become the object we desire.
idolatry. the heart of desire. i typed this on my cellphone, so excuse the lack of apostrophes. jordan busson. 24 november 2009.
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