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20 creative works found
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IN KEEPING WITH MY ZEN ATTITUDE AND LIFESTYLE, I LOVE THE ORIENTAL INFLUENCE IN FILM, FASHION, NOT ANIME, NOT GAMES BUT THE TRADITIONAL. SOME SAY IT IS A METHOD OF BONDAGE, MISOGYNIST ATTITUDE AND I AGREE, BUT LIKE BULLFIGHTING AND BOXING, ONE MUST TRAIN AND GIVE UP THE SELF TO BECOME WHAT YOU CHOOSE TO BE, AFTER ALL WE DO CHOOSE, DON’T WE NOW.
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AN INSTALLATION OF THE MASTER GLASS BLOWER DALE CHIHULY AT THE ST. LOUIS BOTANICAL GARDENS. BLOWN GLASS AND FLORAL DISPLAYS AT EVERY TURN. MAGIC AND ORGANIC. I HAVE WITNESSED NO FINER DISPLAY OF BEAUTY MADE BY MAN. AND DELIGHTFULLY PLAYFUL. miguel
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THIS IS PART OF A BUSINESS I AM DEVELOPING USING FOOD AS AN ART FORM IN STOCK PHOTOGRAPHY AS OPPOSED TO THE MUNDANE SHOTS THAT ARE AVAILABLE NOW. THE WEBSITE IS CALLED WWW.FOODARTPHOTOS.COM AND IS UNDER CONSTRUCTION BUT WILL BE UP SOON AND TRANSLATED INTO 9 LANGUAGES. FUN JOB. AS A FORMER CHEF AND FOOD STYLIST AND PHOTOGRAPHER, I MADE THE MOST PER HOUR OF ANY OTHER JOB BESIDES HOOKING (JUST KIDDING). IT IS GREAT FUN AND FULL OF FRENZY AND AFTER YOU EAT LIKE MAD. MIGUEL
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I TOOK THE LIBERTY TO LIVE IN ABJECT POVERTY WHEN i DIDN;T HAVE TO WHILE A YOUNGER MAN. I LIVED IN A PALAPA ON THE BEACH AND COOKED OVER A FIRE IN THE CORNER OF MY SAND FLOORED ROOM. I SLEPT IN A HAMMOCK AND ATE INDIGENOUS FOODS AND SMOOTHING FOR BREAKFAST EVERYDAY AND GOT SPIRITUAL RIGHT AFTER BREAKFAST. I SPENT A LOT OF TIME IN THE HAMMOCK AND READ MANY LATIN AMERICAN POETS AND WROTE AND WROTE. I LOVED MY LIFE AND NEVER WOULD HAVE LEFT BUT FOR THE INFLUX OF TOURISTS THAT CONTINUED TO TRY AND BEFRIEND ME. I PREFERED THE MAYANS. I WAS AT PEACH AND LOVE MY LIFE. WOKE TO A LOVELY BREEZE AND BEAUTIFUL YOUNG GIRLS ASKING ME IF I CARED TO BUY FRESH STRAWBERRIES AND THEN FISH IN THE AFTERNOON. A LOVELY LIFE
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THIS IS ALSO A FOOD SHOT FOR WWW.FOODARTPHOTOS.COM AND IS A CRUSHED MACADAMIA NUT CRUSTED FRESH SUSHI GRADE AHI TUNA, SO VERY FRESH, AND A GRILLED MAUI ONION AND PINEAPPLE RELISH GARNISHED WITH FRESH EDIBLE ORCHIDS. PREPARED, STYLED AND PHOTOGRAPHED BY MIGUEL
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A BOAT OF BLOWN GLASS IN A BOAT FLOATING IN A POND OF THE MASTER DALE CHIHULY’S WORK WITH paintography by MIGUEL
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DALE CHIHULY’S SPACE ORBS IN THE GARDEN IN THE ST. LOUIS BOTANICAL GARDENS. PHOTOGRAPHY BY MIGUEL PAINTOGRAPHY BY MIGUEL USING A TECHNIQUE CALLED PAINTOGRAPHY USING A WACOM TABLET, PHOTOSHOP CS2 AND OTHER SOFTWARE AND THE PHOTO TAKEN WITH A LARGE MEGAPIXEL CANON
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A MAN OF HISPANIC DESCENT WRECKS HIS HAND BUILT VESSEL UPON A SMALL INLET WHILE BEING DISTRACTED FROM A DISAGREEMENT HE HAD WITH HIS TRUE LOVE. AS HE SAILED HE REALIZED HOW MUCH SHE MEANT TO HIM AND HOW MUCH HE LOVED HER AND THAT IS WHEN HE RAN AGROUND. HE LAY THINKING AND DYING FOR A WEEK UNTIL SHE BREATHED LIFE INTO HIS DYING BODY. ONE CANNOT TELL IS THIS IS HIS LAST THOUGHT OR IF SHE DID FIND HIM AND SAVE HIS LIFE. MIGUEL
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AN ABSTRACT IMAGE OF TWIN DOLPHINS SWIMMING FROM THEIR FISHING GROUNDS BACK TO THE COMFORT OF THEIR SAFE SPACE AS THE SUN SETS AND THEY WITH STOMACHS FULL RELISH THE COMFORT OF A PERFECT DAY, CHATTERING AMONGST THEMSELVES IN DOLPHIN SPEAK ABOUT THEIR GREAT FORTUNE AND THE GLORIOUS SUN SETTING ON THEIR SKIN.
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THIS PAINTING GOES WITH MY LATEST BIT OF WRITING. A STORY ABOUT A POET IN MOURNING FOR LOVE THAT HE CARELESSLY LET GO AS A YOUNG AND ARROGANT POET. HE LAMENTS THE LOSS AS SHE WAS ONE WHO REALLY UNDERSTOOD HIS WORK, HIS SOUL, HIS DESIRES. BUT HE WANDERED AS A GYPSY AND LIKED THE BOTTLE TOO MUCH AND HE WOKE ONE DAY AND REALIZED HE HAD LOST HER, AS IF HE HAD LOST A PRECIOUS JEWEL. HE SAT DAY AFTER DAY TRYING TO GET HIS MUSE TO MOVE HIM AGAIN AND NO AMOUNT OF TEQUILA REPASADO COULD NUMB THE PAIN IN HIS HEART THAT THE WOUND OF LOSING HER CAUSED. HE PRAYED FOR HER RETURN AND THE ORCHIDS HE RAISED AND NURTURED WERE HIS ONLY LOVE UNTIL ONE DAY IN EL CENTRO AS HE HAD HIS CAFECITO….........
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THIS IS AN IMAGE AND A STORY TO GO WITH IT THAT IS A PROTEST OF WHALE SLAUGHTER WITH ME TAKING THE CHARACTER OF THE MATRIARCH AS SHE DIES WOUNDED BY THE WHALERS SWORD. HER ONLY CONCERN, AS SHE DIES DROWNING IN HER OWN BLOOD IS THAT OF HER NEW CALF AND HOW SHE WILL FARE AND SHE PSYCHICALLY KNOWS THAT THE POD WILL RAISE HER AND CARE FOR HER AND SHE ALSO KNOWS THE FACES OF THE MEN WHO PUT HER ON THE KILLING FLOOR AND THE GREED ON THEIR FACES
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PHOTOGRAPH PAINTED WITH PAINTOGRAPHY USING WACOM TABLET, PHOTOSHOP CS2, GROWN BY MIGUEL
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IN KEEPING WITH THE ORIENTAL ZEN INFLUENCE IN ME, I LOVE THE LOOK OF THE GEISHA BUT NOT THE FORCED LIFESTYLE. IT IS A TRADITION AND SOME ARE NOT ACCEPTABLE TO OTHERS, SUCH AS BULLFIGHTING OR BOXING, BUT AT SOME POINT WE MAKE OUR OWN MINDS UP TO LIVE AS WE DO, DON’T WE. miguel
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THIS WAS A ROSE I GREW IN MY GARDEN THAT WAS SO VERY HEAVY WITH SCENT THAT IT MADE MY HOME SMELL LIKE A GIANT PEACH. THE SMELL PERMEATED THE DINING AREA WHERE I ATE AND IT STOOD SO TALL AND PROUD AND FRAGRANT. I COULD HAVE LEFT THE WINE OFF THE TABLE. IT WAS THE ONLY BLOOM ON THE PLANT THAT YEAR ALTHOUGH IN SUBSEQUENT YEARS IT WAS LADEN WITH BUDS. NONE OF THEM EVER REACHED THAT SIZE. OFTEN TIMES I THINK OF THE INTOXICATION OF THAT SCENT AND I SMELL IT ON A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN PASSING ME ON THE STREET. IT ALWAYS MAKES ME HEADY AS IT I HAD DOWNED A SNIFTER OF NAPOLEON COGNAC AND KISSED A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN. I WOULDN’T HAVE TRADED THAT ROSE FOR THE MOST PRECIOUS GEM. miguel
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MILAGRO, THE TRAWLER
by miguelSometimes I read out loud to you, when the part has to do with undying love, and you smile and tell me, Miguel, you are flirting with me …
THIS IS AN ALMOST TRUE STORY ABOUT MY HISPANIC WOMAN, THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, SINCE GONE, A PAINTER OF MAGICAL CANVAS, AND MY LOVE FOR MY BOAT WHICH I LIVED ON WHILE MOURNING THE DEATHS OF MY TWO YOUNG BROTHERS. I WAS EXPLAINING TO HER HOW MY LOVE FOR MILAGRO, MY TRAWLER AND MY UNDYING LOVE FOR HER WERE DIFFERENT, THOUGH SIMILAR. A MOSTLY TRUE STORY BY MIGUEL
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A FAMILY BIRD ALONG WITH MANY OTHERS ALWAYS WITH LATINO NAMES, PABLO, PEPPER, FRIEDA AND DIEGO. ALL MAY SCREECHING AND SINGING BIRDIES OUT BY THE STUDIO, NIPPERS AND KISSERS, BLOOD LETTERS AND PREENERS BUT ALL SO DELIGHTFUL AND DESERVING OF ULTIMATE DEVOTION TO THEM AND THEY KNOWING IT ALL THE WHILE. A LOVELY THING, HAVING A BIRD TO BOSS YOU ABOUT. painted photography by miguel (MICHAEL FORBUS)
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DEAD MAN'S CHEST
by miguelI touched his parchment hands, cold as the Arctic, and slipped the note from his clutched hands, which suddenly opened and fluttered to m…
A SHORT STORY OF MY BEST FRIEND AND MENTOR WHO LOVED A LOVELY ORIENTAL WOMAN OF THE NIGHT AND I WORSHIPED HER DAUGHTER. HE WAS A FATHER FIGURE TO ME, AN ORPHAN. SHE LOVED HIM FOR THE GAIN AND MY JADE GIRL LOVED ME FROM THE HEART. HE DIED SLOWLY OF LOSING THE WILL TO LIVE AND I THRIVED FROM THE LOVE OF THE JADE ONE. BUT A CHEST OF SECRETS WAS TO BRING ME TO TEARS OF PIGEON BLOOD RUBIES.
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TWINS
by miguelHE WONDERED AT NIGHT AS HE LOOKED AT THE BLACKNESS OF THE MOUNTAIN SKY / IF SHE WAS LOOKING AT THE SAME STARS AS HE… .
A MAN WONDERING HOW HE HAD LOST A WOMAN AND THEN WAS JOINED AGAIN AS IT TWINS.
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RAVEN TRESSED MONK
by miguelThey sniff and lick me, tasting my rough work clothes, They like the taste of sweat on my forearms, It is salty but not bitter as sweat s…
AN IRISHMAN FINDS A BEAUTIFUL MAIDEN SINGING IN THE WOODS WITH HER PACK OF RED DOGS PICKING BLOSSOMS FOR A SOLITARY PICNIC AND PONDERS HER PAST.
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HUMPBACK WHALE MAKING HER LAST LEAP TO THE SUN by miguel
by miguelTHE MATRIARCH WAS QUICKLY FADING AND THE LARGER MALES TRY TO KEEP HER AFLOAT BUT KNEW OF THE STORIES OF THE HARPOON AND IT’S PAINFUL END …
IN THIS STORY/POEM IT IS A PROTEST AGAINST THE POACHING OF WHALES AND I WRITE THE NARRATIVE FROM THE MATRIARCH OF THE POD AND HOW AS SHE PASSED FROM THIS LIFE, HER ONLY THOUGHTS WERE OF HER NEW CALF AND THE GREED OF THE HEARTLESS WHALER WHO CHEERED AS THE HARPOON FOUND IT’S MARK AND STORIES THAT WERE SANG ABOUT THE 100’S OF YEARS OF DEATH TO THESE CREATURES OF PEACE.
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