This is contemporary take on the myth of Icarus whose father made him a pair of wax & feather wings so he could fly and escape his imprisonment… but not heeding his fathers advice to not fly near the sun during a trial, Icarus did and his wings melted off and he plunged to his death. It took much research and trials to come up with a ‘convincing’ design for today’s athlete who is out to escape the physical limits of mortal man by using inhumane methods of body alteration to get the advantage over competitors… all in the name of world recognition, fame and a sense of power… although often disguised by truisms like “I liked the challenge” or “we’re pushing the boundaries in the name of science and humanity”. / Here Icarus has had surgical implants to enable his wings to be driven by his body’s diverted blood pressure system connected to pistons which drive the wings. This leaves his hands free for balance, carrying gear etc. Perhaps the very thing we strive for is the very thing that holds us back in our true human quest for meaning and significance. This is the first part of a diptych. The second is the “white board” display of the aftermath of this failed attempt to get off the ground… with a full analysis of what worked, what didn’t and the appeal by the Project Manager to gain more funding from the Corporate sponsor. I’ll try to put it up if anyone’s interested, but it is detailed and pretty hard to see on screen.
Oil on canvas
Title: Failure / Capture Date: 12/08/2007 / Dimensions: 3872×2495 / Exposure: 1/5 sec at f/5.0 / Focal Length: 65mm / ISO: 1000 / Filter: No / Flash: No / Uploaded Date: 12/08/2007 / Comments: I shot this at my nephew’s graduation from the University of Texas at Austin (GO Longhorns!). I just thought it was interesting that this chair was empty. / Please visit my site: – Charles Dobbs Photography and receive a 10% discount off my RedBubble Pricing when you order RedBubble Products directly from me! © 2008 Charles Dobbs Photography. All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Charles Dobbs. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from the artist is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved.
©Seth F.Weaver,Sr. 01/22/08. A DigiMix™ work. It has been said that you can tell a persons life by his face. Everything that touches them leaves its mark, every thought, every desire, every dream, every danger, and every love. This man is haunted by his life, its dreams, its desires and its unfulfilled promises. You can see it if you look closely.
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The fine art deco, and overpriced cafe situated next to the Golden Gate Bridge. / Medium Format Holga Madness / Kodak E100G / Cross Processed
some / love / just / makes / you / want / to / cut / off / your / own / ear or / his / throat
When his fellow ninja buddies saw him heading off to his battle carrying a couple cherry pies, they really should have tried to stop him. I mean, seriously…there’s no point in having friends if your’re going to have friends like that. Am I right? Of course I’m right.
What task must he perform,where will his jouney take him,is he up to the challenge before the final initiation, Looking into the sunset of the many coloured land he feels and knows he must suceed for the sake of mankind
Actually, there’s nothing wrong with Dusty posing. It’s just that it’s so flippin’ weird. The eyes make you think someone passed gas or something. The ears are…. well, strange. The smile is rather forced and he didn’t wipe the slobber off his chin first. But Dusty wanted to be in Red Bubble so Dusty is now in Red Bubble, funny face and all. Honestly, I don’t even know if the name Dusty is for him or the critter in the other pen but this guy knew his ears weren’t adorned with ‘tagged for dinner’ earrings so all was cool – this year…
Inspired by Martin Puryear’s “Ladder for Booker T. Washington” Please vote / http://www.redbubble.com/people/toastedghost/journal/3339650-would-you-like-to-vote How far do you climb? / At what cost? / Do you fear the assent? / or descent? / Do you climb at all? / What prevents you from climbing? / or climbing further? Many will notice that the falling figure is not me / I wanted the work to remain generic / however it is my mouth
Bleeding love Where are we, what the hell is going on / The dust has only just begun to fall / Closed off from love, spinning round again / We didn’t need the pain, twice or thrice was enough / It was all in vain, time never ceases to pass / We’re frozen in this cycle of destruction Oil marks appear on walls, / where pleasure moments hung before / Sweeping insanity, sweeping insanity / Oh the insensitivity Something happened on the way, we lost our way / There was a very first time with us, we tasted the displeasure / The bile of unhappy endings and scorched earth policies / We let our hearts melt, / disappearing into the very ground we tread upon / We lost what was true, found something false to replace it / People get ready, there’s a train a coming / And everyone’s looking round, / but we no longer know who is going crazy / I know I’m going crazy Few are bold to say without care for circumstance / I don’t care what they say, I am still in love with you / Torturous souls that love the very thing that makes them sad / They try to pull us away, but they don’t know the truth / Our heart’s are crippled by the vein they keep on closing / They cut us open, and we keep bleeding / We just keep bleeding love We tried hard not to hear, but they talk so loud / Their pandering and propaganda piercing our ears / Question and they try to fill us with doubt / Our goal is to keep me from falling Nothing in this world is greater than the rush that comes / with our patriotic embrace / In this world of loneliness we must cease to lose face / Now everyone around us is going crazy, maybe, maybe It’s draining our history, it’s draining our souls / They find it hard to believe that we pity them / It is all of us who will be wearing these scars / For everyone to see Taken w/Nikon D2Xs + Nikkor 300/2.8 AFS VR
Entry in the Depression challenge for the Stillness Speaks group. Depression robs a person of their soul. And turns them into someone even they don’t recognize. It exaggerates faults and hides all qualities, tucking them into the far recesses of the mind. Depression is darkness. It is a condition that repels light even though it is the light that will help make the transition back to reality. Every thought becomes an affliction. Hope does not find a home here. And each day can become a living hell for the person going through it. An individual moves about the world in a zombie state, not quite connecting with anything or anyone. Despite the media attention in the last couple of years, depression is still misunderstood, feared and has a definite stigma associated with it, as it belongs to the terrifying category of mental illness. / “Approximately 8% of adults will experience major depression at some time in their lives. ” Canadian Mental Health Association / “Major depression, is the world’s leading single cause of disability in 2000 according to / a World Health Organisation report,and is projected to become the foremost / contributor to the disease burden in high income countries by 2030.2” Scott Patten and Heather Juby, A Profile of Clinical Depression in Canada 2008 / “Depression becomes an illness, when feelings of failure, worthlessness, self-blame, sadness, disappointment, and emptiness are severe, last for several weeks, and begin to interfere with one’s work and social life” Canadian Mental Health Association Featured in the Image/Writing group November 2008
is ONLY a way to make you do it again more Intelligently!! Featured in All Around the Styles /
Fallen angel without wings stuck in a dead tree. Photo based mixed medium art.
you placed me in the shadows / when I deserved to be in the spotlight / a sun-kissed glowing light / that warmed me from the inside / you placed me in the shadows / when you pretended I didn’t exist / when you insisted I play the mistress / instead of being first in your heart / you placed me in the shadows / when you disappeared without warning / when you assumed I would still remain / while you pined away your sorrow / licked your masculine wounds left by her feline scars / deep claws / digging / deep into the core of the man / my plan… to longer stand… in your shadows / I deserve more than secrets and stolen moments / I deserve to wear the crown / don the gown / of one worthy to stand by your side / my pride too rich to stand alone / waiting for your hand to reach into the shadows / and bring me to life’s light…
Everyone told him he would never fit in…but he didn’t listen.
Abstract female figure in desert dune. Photo based illustration.
Featured in Fabulous T’s / Featured in All Around Styles
MAY YOU HAVE Enough happiness to keep you sweet, / Enough trials to keep you strong, / Enough sorrow to keep you human, / Enough hope to keep you happy, / Enough failure to keep you humble, / Enough success to keep you eager, / Enough friends to give you comfort, / Enough wealth to meet your needs, / Enough enthusiasm to look forward, / Enough faith to banish depression, / Enough determination to make each day / better than yesterday. / ~Anonymous / / /
An unsuccessful prototype from a synthetic human program. / Photography by Tahli Leadbeater.
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