The source of the San Marcos River. “Painted” with a flashlight.
I remember as a kid I loved to secretly read at night, even though I was supposed to be sleeping. And as we all know, children have a very big imagination… =) A pretty simple drawing; I hope the background texture shows up, because if your monitor is set darker than mine, you might not see it at all. Did this drawing in Illustrator and Photoshop. Hope you like it! =D Also turned this into a t-shirt design.
A t-shirt design of my drawing Late Night Reading. / Available as a big and a small design.
Experimenting with light again. My 13 year old daughter held a dolphin torch on the street and i was playing with shutter speeds. Contrast adjusted slightly.
A re-post From a series where I work to express the deepest emotions, both positive and “negative”. This is my way to healing and selfrealization. If my work can give something to an other human being it is many times worth the effort. Thanks for stopping by and look into my world for a minute. Inspired by Brian Eno – Bonebomb Lyrics My body / So thin / So tired / Beaten for years / Ploughshare to bomb / So hard Bonebomb / Bonebomb / Bonebomb My town / So dusty / So dry / Buildings pushed over / Lives heat together / Young girls dreaming of beautiful deaths / Pop star pictures above their beds / Above their heads / Troops Everything stolen / Except my bones / Now I am only bone / I waited for peace / And here is my peace / Here in this still last minute of my life
Enlighten in a flash / From a series where I work to express the deepest emotions, both positive and “negative”. Armed with my Nikon D300 and a flashlight. I try to keep the ps-work to a minimum to not loose the ethereal energy the method some times captures. iso 100 f:15 s=30” tripos and flashlight. Only normal editing. Inspired by Bjørks All Neon Like Lyrics “All Neon Like” Not ‘til you halo all over me / I’ll come over / Not ‘til it shimmers ‘round your skull / I’ll be yours I weave for you / The marvellous web / Glow in the dark threads / All neon like The cocoon surrounds you / Embraces all / So you can sleep / Foetus-style And they will assist us / ‘Cause we’re asking for help / And the luminous beam / It feeds you, / Henh-yeah!, henh-yeah The soft distortion / Fills you up / Nourish nourish / Your turtleheart And they will assist us / ‘Cause we’re asking for help / And the luminous beam / It feeds you / Henh-yeah!, yeah! Don’t get angry with yourself / Don’t, don’t get angry with yourself / I’ll heal you With a razorblade / I’ll cut a slit open / And the luminous beam / Feeds you honey, heals you Don’t get angry with yourself I’ll heal you, i’ll heal you / luminous, i’ll heal you This is my way to healing and selfrealization. If my work can give something to an other human being it is twice worth the effort. Thanks for stopping by and look into my world for a minute.
From a series where I work to express the deepest emotions, both positive and “negative”. Armed with my Nikon D300 and a flashlight. This is a composite where / second layer is worked in PS. Inspired by Bjørks All is full of love Lyrics / you’ll be given love / you’ll be taken care of / you’ll be given love / you have to trust it maybe not from the sources / you have poured yours / maybe not from the directions / you are staring at trust your head around / it’s all around you / all is full of love / all around you all is full of love / you just aint receiving / all is full of love / your phone is off the hook / all is full of love / your doors are all shut / all is full of love! all is full of love / all is full of love / all is full of love / all is full of love / all is full of love / ... ...............but do we see it?
From a series where I work to express the deepest emotions, both positive and “negative”. Armed with my Nikon D300 and a flashlight i made the ground layer in this composite. This image I feel maybe is better presented in form of a “painting”. Maybe i post the original later. Inspired by Mike Oldfield – Tears Of An Angel Lyrics to Tears Of An Angel : I wanna feel… / Can you give me? / Feel me? / Falling like rain are the tears of an angel. Can you feel me? / Feel me? / Falling like rain are the tears of an angel. I wanna feel… / Can you feel me? / Feel me? / Falling like rain are the tears of an angel. / Can you touch me? / Touch me? / Falling like rain are the tears of an angel. I wanna feel… [Chours] / I want more, I want more / I want more, I want more / I want more, I want more This is my way to healing and selfrealization. If my work can give something to an other human being it is twice worth the effort. Thanks for stopping by and look into my world for a minute. ...roy blue tears angel timelaps exposure flashlight layers composite patchwork music inspired dream nightmare feelings emotions healing spiritual ethereal
I´m actually beautiful and full of light :) A new series My Guardian Angel A counterpart to the two series My Shadow and Me and The Animal in Me This is a composite. The first image is almost untouched, and is a “flashlightshot” with long exposure. The second is worked in Photoshop. Inspired by Skating Away On The Thin Ice Of the new day by Jethro Tull On of my all-time favorites both melody and … Lyrics :) Meanwhile back in the year One —when you belonged to no-one -- / you didn’t stand a chance son, if your pants were undone. / `Cause you were bred for humanity and sold to society — / one day you’ll wake up in the Present Day -- / a million generations removed from expectations / of being who you really want to be. Skating away — / skating away -- / skating away on the thin ice of the New Day. So as you push off from the shore, / won’t you turn your head once more —and make your peace with everyone? / For those who choose to stay, / will live just one more day -- / to do the things they should have done. / And as you cross the wilderness, spinning in your emptiness: / you feel you have to pray. / Looking for a sign / that the Universal Mind (!) has written you into the Passion Play. Skating away on the thin ice of the New Day. And as you cross the circle line, the ice-wall creaks behind — / you’re a rabbit on the run. / And the silver splinters fly in the corner of your eye -- / shining in the setting sun. / Well, do you ever get the feeling that the story’s / too damn real and in the present tense? / Or that everybody’s on the stage, and it seems like / you’re the only person sitting in the audience? Skating away on the thin ice of the New Day. This is my way to healing and selfrealization. If my work can give something to an other human being it is twice worth the effort. Thanks for stopping by and look into my world for a minute.
The image The Advantages of Schizophrenia has been nominated for the prestigous Pay it Forward Group by Butchart “in one image.. you have covered a range of emotions nearly impossible to achieve together…. and in the process have given us a glimpse of the human condition……. thank you……. this is incredible work roy….. one of my all time favorites of yours……… bravo……….b” / Roy is fairly new to Redbubble… but from the moment i discovered his work i have been in awe of his inpired, unique, honest and elightened imagery. Each one of his images demands both attention and reflection. In Roy’s self portraits he shares with us all the myriad of emotions each one of us experiences within ourselves.”Thanks for stopping by and look into my world for a minute. Thank you so much Butchart :) View large for details. Both persons are myself shot in one take with long exposure. Inspired by King Crimson – 21st Century Schizoid Man Lyrics Cats foot iron claw / Neuro-surgeons scream for more / At paranoias poison door. / Twenty first century schizoid man. Blood rack barbed wire / Polititians funeral pyre / Innocents raped with napalm fire / Twenty first century schizoid man. Death seed blind mans greed / Poets starving children bleed / Nothing hes got he really needs / Twenty first century schizoid man. From a series where I work to express the deepest emotions, both positive and “negative”. Armed with my Nikon D300 and a flashlight. I try to keep the Photoshop-work to a minimum to not loose the ethereal energy the method some times captures. This is my way to healing and selfrealization. If my work can give something to an other human being it is twice worth the effort.
Two Long exposures with use of a flashlight. Layered in a composite in Photoshop Inspiration by “Arvo Part – Spiegel im Spiegel’ This is my way to healing and selfrealization. If my work can give something to an other human being it is twice worth the effort. Thanks for stopping by and look into my world for a minute. / ...roy
Enlighten in a flash / From a series where I work to express the deepest emotions, both positive and “negative”. View large for details ! This is a composite. First image is almost untouched and created with long exposure with a flashlight. Second layer is partly digitally painted and worked in CS. Both blended and mixed in CS. For the image on the main layer I try to keep the Photoshop-work to a minimum to not loose the ethereal energy the method some times captures. Inspired by The Doors – Ghost Song Lyrics (Poem by Jim Morrison) Awake. / Shake dreams from your hair / my pretty child, my sweet one. / Choose the day and choose the sign of your day / the day’s divinity / First thing you see. A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon / Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side / And we laugh like soft, mad children / Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy / The music and voices are all around us. Choose they croon the Ancient Ones / the time has come again / choose now, they croon / beneath the moon / beside an ancient lake Enter again the sweet forest / Enter the hot dream / Come with us / everything is broken up and dances. Indians scattered, / On dawn’s highway bleeding / Ghosts crowd the young child’s, / Fragile eggshell mind We have assembled inside, / This ancient and insane theater / To propagate our lust for life, / And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets. The barns have stormed / The windows kept, / And only one of all the rest / To dance and save us / From the divine mockery of words, / Music inflames temperament. Ooh great creator of being / Grant us one more hour, / To perform our art / And perfect our lives. We need great golden copulations, When the true kings murderers / Are allowed to roam free, / A thousand magicians arise in the land / Where are the feast we are promised? One more thing Thank you oh lord / For the white blind light / Thank you oh lord / For the white blind light A city rises from the sea / I had a splitting headache / From which the future’s made ¤¤¤¤¤ This is my way to healing and selfrealization. If my work can give something to an other human being it´s many times worth the effort. Thanks for stopping by and look into my world for a minute. ...roy
“Mielahisvuohta” ; ‘State Of Mind Where Your Intellect Is Disconnected….’ / Inspired by: Mari Boine – Mielahisvuohta / I am real sorry that there is no link to this music. I could not find it on youtube or any other place on the web.. From a series where I work with all my emotions, dreams, nightmares and fears in general. I work in the dark with a flashlight and my Nikon D-300 on long exposure mode. Some times I stage the things I want to work with, but most of the time I work intuitive letting the emotions flow free…
From a series where I work with all my emotions, dreams, nightmares and fears in general. I work in the dark with a flashlight and my Nikon D-300 on long exposure mode. Some times I stage the things I want to work with, but most of the time I work intuitive letting the emotions flow free… trough my short time here on RB I have been amazed and inspired of all you beautiful artist out there so many times with your wonderful works. The one that has inspired me the most trough this time is in my opinion one of the best poet and storyteller I have ever meet…. So this one goes out to you….. / butchart “” / Thanks a lot for your support on my work and for being a tremendous inspiring soul! Peace and light…..ove :)
From a series where I work with all my emotions, dreams, nightmares and fears in general. I work in the dark with a flashlight and my Nikon D-300 on long exposure mode. Some times I stage the things I want to work with, but most of the time I work intuitive letting the emotions flow free…
My Guardian Angel A counterpart to the two series My Shadow and Me and The Animal in Me This is a composite. First image is almost untouthced and created with long exposure with a flashlight. Second layer is worked in CS. Both blended and mixed in CS. For the image on the main layer I try to keep the Photoshop-work to a minimum to not loose the ethereal energy the method some times captures. ¤¤¤¤ Inspired by Brian Eno – And Then So Clear / Beautiful video by thethunderbird ¤¤¤ Lyrics And then so clear to wonder / To wake with open eyes / As the snow across the tundra / And the rain across the skies / And the rain across the skies So much again and weightless / In the motherworld of space / We fail to form to come to / And the razor mountains fade / And the day is cursed in shame In these the world we open / So much to lose to save / To light the highest beacons / And the rose of love will bleed / And the rose of love will bleed In these the world we open / So much to lose and save / To light the brightest beacon / And the rose of love will bleed / And the razor mountains fade / And the day is cursed in shame ¤¤¤ This is my way to healing and selfrealization. If my work can give something to an other human being it´s many times worth the effort. Thanks for stopping by and look into my world for a minute. ...roy ¤¤¤ My Images Do Not Belong To The Public Domain.All photographs in this portfolio are owned and copyright / © ArtMind Photo Roy H Skogvold.
Bedlam heartburn / A series where I try to approach the fear of insanity. I believe that this fear is collective and that we all have to face it sometime, one way or another. This is a composite. First image is almost untouched and created with long exposure with a flashlight. Second layer is worked in CS. Both blended and mixed in CS. inspired by Jim Morrisons poem RESIGNATION We are drifting with current / to our death / with silent resignation. / Mad animal in a cage. We are convicted to death / I hope somebody / was having a good time at least. / Our world is a civilized slaughter-house. We are standing in a line, well-dressed animals. / I don’t blame any one. / Sharp God, and we ignorant beasts. Anf also inspired by We lost the skyline – Porcupine Tree Lyrics We lost the skyline / We stepped right off the map / Drifted in to blank space / And let the clocks relapse / We laughed the rain down / Slow burn on the lawn / Ghosts across the lawn / Swallowed up the storm Sometimes I feel like a fist / Sometimes I am the colour of air / Sometimes it’s only afterwards / I find that I’m not there In the dream dusk / We walked beside the lake / We watched the sky move sideways / And heard the evening break Sometimes I feel like a fist / Sometimes I am the colour of air / Sometimes it’s only afterwards / I find that I’m not there Porcupine Tree The Sky Moves Sideways lyrics
Bedlam heartburn / A series where I try to approach the fear of insanity. I believe that this fear is collective and that we all have to face it sometime, one way or another. This is a composite. First image is almost untouched and created with long exposure with a flashlight. Second layer is worked in CS. Both blended and mixed in CS. For the image on the main layer I try to keep the Photoshop-work to a minimum to not loose the ethereal energy the method some times captures. Please view this !! / Inspired by this wonderful song by Ane Brun – This Voice Lyrics This voice / Is it calling / Is it calling / It’s your choice / She said / Take or let go / Is it calling / When you’re all alone / In your own sweet home / Is it calling / This voice / Is it calling I have to say / I choose get out of my way / Leave my ghost alone / Let me walk on by / Let me walk on by / Let me walk on by / Let me walk on by This voice / It is calling / It is calling for me / If you still haven’t heard it / You shouldn’t ask for it / You should just leave it be / ‘Cause you’re deaf until / The day for you it will / Be calling / This voice / It is calling This is my way to healing and selfrealization. If my work can give something to an other human being it´s many times worth the effort. Thanks for stopping by and look into my world of madness for a minute.
My Guardian Angel A counterpart to the two series My Shadow and Me and The Animal in Me View large please This is a composite. First image is almost untouthced and created with long exposure with a flashlight. Second layer is worked in CS. Both blended and mixed in CS. For the image on the main layer I try to keep the Photoshop-work to a minimum to not loose the ethereal energy the method some times captures. Inspired by Te Deum – Arvo Pärt and by for you Rockers :) ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ / and inspired by : WITHOUT A TRACE (Jim Morrison ) We come to this world desperately, / we die in a fear of being dead. / Who could make up such a cruelty? I would like to send a message / to the drafter: / Your plan is successfully done, / I’ll disappear without a trace, / I promise. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ LYRICS Carpet Crawlers There is lambswool under my naked feet. / The wool is soft and warm, / - gives off some kind of heat. / A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed. / Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid. / The fleas cling to the golden fleece, / Hoping theyll find peace. / Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid. / Theres no hiding in my memory. / Theres no room to avoid. The walls are painted in red ochre and are marked by strange insignia, some looking like a bulls-eye, others of birds and boats. further down the corridor, he can see some people; all kneeling. / Broken sighs and murmurs they struggle, in their slow motion to move towards a wooden door at the end. having seen only the inanimate bodies in the grand parade of lifeless packaging, rael rushe / Talk to them. The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor. / For my second sight of people, theyve more lifeblood than before. / Theyre moving in time to a heavy wooden door, / Where the needles eye is winking, closing in on the poor. / The carpet crawlers heed their callers: / Weve got to get in to get out / Weve got to get in to get out / Weve got to get in to get out. Whats going on? he cries to a muttering monk, who conceals a yawn and replies its a long time yet before the dawn. a sphinx-like crawler calls his name saying don / K him, the monk is drunk. each one of us is trying to reach the top of the stairs, a way out will await us there. not asking how he can move freely, our hero goes boldly through the door. / D a table loaded with food, is a spiral staircase going up into the ceiling. Theres only one direction in the faces that I see; / Its upward to the ceiling, where the chambers said to be. / Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree. / They are pulled up by the magnet, believing theyre free. / The carpet crawlers heed their callers: / Weve got to get in to get out / Weve got to get in to get out / Weve got to get in to get out. Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite, / And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing / Bright. / Through a door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight; / Its the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight. / The carpet crawlers heed their callers: / Weve got to get in to get out / Weve got to get in to get out / Weve got to get in to get out. The porcelain mannikin with shattered skin fears attack. / The eager pack lift up their pitchers – they carry all they lack. / The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack, / And the tickler takes his stickleback. / The carpet crawlers heed their callers: / Weve got to get in to get out / Weve got to get in to get out / Weve got to get in to get out. / ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ Thank you for spending time here with me / ...roy
Need critique on this. Opinions. Hit me ! From a series I shot today. A bit fresh. I normally waits a while before posting, but felt like any way. Premature i know. This is a composite Enlighten in a flash / From a series where I work to express the deepest emotions, both positive and “negative”. Inspired by linaji . / Lina inspired me to post this work today. Thank you Lina just for being the lovely person you are. And inspired by Tom Waits – London 04 – Sins of my Father / You need to see hear and read this sing !! :) —-—-—-—-—-—- / Lyrics God said don’t give me your / Tin horn prayers / Don’t buy roses off the street down there / Took it all and took the dirt road home / Dreaming of Jenny with the light brown hair / Night is falling like a bloody axe / Lies and rumors and the wind at my back / Hand on the wheel gravel on the road / Will the pawn shop sell me back what I sold I’m gonna take the sins of my father / I’m gonna take the sins of my mother / I”m gonna take the sins of my brother / Down to the pond Birds cry warning from a hidden branch / Carving out a future with a gun and an axe / I’m way beyond the gavel and the laws of man / Still living in the palm of the grace of your hand / The worlds not easy the blind man said / Turns on nothing but money and dread / Dogs been scratching at the door all nite / Long neck birds flying out of the moon light I’m gonna take the sins of my father / I’m gonna take the sins of my mother / I”m gonna take the sins of my brother / Down to the pond Smack dab in the middle of a dirty lie / The star spangled glitter of his one good eye / Everybody knows that the game was rigged / Justice wears suspenders and a powdered wig / Dark town alleys been hiding you / Long bell tolling is your waterloo / Oh baby what can you do / Does the light of god blind you / Or lead the way home for you? I’m gonna take the sins of my father / I’m gonna take the sins of my mother / I”m gonna take the sins of my brother / Down to the pond God all mighty for righteousness sake / Humiliation of our fallen state / Written in the book of tubold Cain / A long black over coat will show no stain / Feel the heat and the burn on your back / The rip and the moan and the stretch of the rack / All my belongings in a flour sack / Will the place I come from / Take me back I’m gonna take the sins of my father / I’m gonna take the sins of my mother / I”m gonna take the sins of my brother / Down to the pond They’ll hang me in the morning on a scaffold yea big / To dance upon nothing to the tyborn jig / Treats you like a puppet when your under its spell / Oh the heart is heaven / But the mind is hell / Jesus of Nazareth told Mike of the weeds / I’s born at this time for a reason you see / When I’m dead I”ll be dead a long time / But the wines so pleasing and so sublime I’m gonna take the sins of my father / I’m gonna take the sins of my mother / I”m gonna take the sins of my brother / Down to the pond Kissed my sweetheart by the chinaball tree / Everything I done is between God and me / Only he will judge how my time was spent / 29 days of sinning and 40 to repent / The horse is steady but the horse is blind / Wicked are the branches on the tree of mankind / The roots grow upwared and the branches grow down / Its much too late to throw the dice again I’ve found I’m gonna take the sins of my father / I’m gonna take the sins of my mother / I”m gonna take the sins of my brother / Down to the pond I’m gonna wash them [2x] / I’m gonna wash the sins of my Father / I’m gonna wash the sins of my Mother / I’m gonna wash the sins of my Brother / Till the water runs clear [2x] —-—-—-—-— / I love Tom Waits, don´t you? :) This is my way to healing and selfrealization. If my work can give something to an other human being it´s many times worth the effort. Thanks for stopping by and look into my weird world for a minute. ...roy
Bedlam heartburn / A series where I try to approach the fear of insanity. I believe that this fear is collective and that we all have to face it sometime, one way or another. This is a composite. First image is almost untouched and created with long exposure with a flashlight. Second layer is worked in CS. Both blended and mixed in CS. For tHe image on the main layer I try to keep the Photoshop-work to a minimum to not loose the ethereal energy the method some times captures. Inspired by The HIA and Biosphere – Snapshot Survey (Norwegian “ambient”) Real Cool ! And Inspired by Bob Moore who taught me so much of meditation and healing both directly and through one of his Norwegian followers. Thank you Bob wherever you are now. This is my way to healing and selfrealization. If my work can give something to an other human being it´s many times worth the effort. Thanks for stopping by and look into my world for a minute. ...roy
Enlighten in a flash / Inspired by Klaus Schulze. Stardancer II And the movie 2010 Working with my emotions, fears and dreams, i use long exposure and lightsources like flashlights to really try to catch the ethereal energy in the moment of time. Sometimes I feel like I succeed in this. / Often i use this kind of “flashlight-images” in combination with other images to make a composite, to express what i need to express. Other times this kind of images is posted “unchanged”. What is important is that this is my way of working with my traumatized body and mind to understand and integrate this part of myself. / This is my way to become healed again in body and spirit. If my work in any way can inflict on an other being in a way that can create contemplation or healing, it is a true gift and blessing. Thank you very much for joining me a moment in my reality. / ...roy
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