Spectre
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Paul Yechout
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First version of a series of renders I will make about spectral and space alien like anomalies/madness. Again, Chaoscope helped a lot but the main stuff is to actually arrange, meld and fuse things to build your own unique and bizarre surreal stuff. I might probably add a space background and turn this strange thing into a light ship.
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the white ghosts sit high in the trees and shriek their curses upon us. / “Fools and two legs”, they cry like banshees, / and we look up and shade our eyes, / keen to view these noisy things / that break the silence of the forest. / But too late for the forest is awake.
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Brocken Spectre and Glory 1/6/2007 near Yarra Glen, Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. © Copyright Ern Mainka / - Brocken Spectre and Glory ....The Brocken Spectre is the three dimensional shadow at the centre. It is dark air extending from the person/photographer all the way into the distance. Brocken shadows look triangular and large because of this. ....Glories (similar looking to a rainbow) form by diffraction, reflection and refraction of sunlight through water/mist droplets. Their formation involves surface waves as well as internal reflections. The number of rings and their angular extent is a function of the size distribution of the water droplets that compose clouds. With larger droplets the rings are more tightly packed. The clearer the colors appear in the fringes, the tighter the size distribution of the droplets (closer to one single size). Glories are polarized radially in the outer color fringes but tangentially in the center. / - / Brocken Spectre / A Brocken spectre (German Brockengespenst), also called Brocken bow or mountain spectre is the apparently enormously magnified shadow of an observer, when the Sun is low, cast upon the upper surfaces of clouds. If the observer is in an aeroplane, the shadow of the aeroplane is cast. The phenomenon can appear on any misty mountainside or cloud bank, but the frequent fogs and low-altitude accessibility of the Brocken, a peak in the Harz Mountains in Germany, have created a local legend. The spectre was observed and described by Johann Silberschlag in 1780, and has since been recorded often in literature about the region. The ‘Spectre’ appears when the sun shines from behind a climber who is looking down from a ridge or peak into mist. The light projects the climber’s shadow forward through the mist, often in an odd triangular shape due to perspective. The apparent magnification of size of the shadow is an optical illusion that occurs when the observer judges his shadow on relatively nearby clouds to be at the same distance as faraway land objects seen through gaps in the clouds. The shadow also falls on water droplets of varying distances from the eye, confusing depth perception. The ghost can appear to move (sometimes quite suddenly) because of the movement of the cloud layer. The head of the figure is often surrounded by the glowing halo-like rings of a glory (Heiligenschein), rings of coloured light that appear directly opposite the sun when sunlight is reflected by a cloud of uniformly-sized water droplets. / - / More images
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The rapper ends up in hell!!!
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There is a clue…. a possible rainbow thing around the shadow of my head…...can you see me yet….? I’m trying to hide my own shadow in that of the central tree, but my elbows are sticking out as i take the picture and there seems a trace of a rainbow around where my head is….. I think it might be something called a ‘brocken spectre’ (I’d just heard about this at my photography class – thanks mark!) One tentative explanation is that ‘a brocken spectre appears when a low sun is behind a climber who is looking downwards into mist….from a ridge or peak. Here is a cropped version of my next pic ‘dinghy’s here!’ as someone else (Waldo?Wally?...) was walking past… Both (unaltered) images were taken 1015am Jan 08 as we climbed out of town above the mist hanging over Peebles in scottish borders. If confirmed this could be my second ‘optical phenomenon’ already this year…. how cool is that! See ‘look up quick!’ / ps The atmospheric optics group have accepted the image which the wonderful photographer Ern Mainka confirms is a faint version of a brocken spectre ‘glory’ (the word they use to describe the kind of halo) ... Now look at his tremendous example of the real thing in full colour below (which makes me feel very humble indeed) entilted:- Brocken Spectre and Glory by Ern Mainka (press image for link to his page with fascinating details)
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I’m the one on the right with (with a halo? hehe..) while a friend walks by … (waldo? wally?)...... This the next cropped but otherwise unchanged picture after ‘where’s dinghy?’ below: / / I think it might be an something called a ‘brocken spectre’ (I’ve just heard about this tonight at my photography class – thanks mark!) . One tentative explanation is that ‘a brocken spectre appears when a low sun is behind a climber who is looking downwards into mist….from a ridge or peak. Both (unaltered) images were taken 1015am Jan 08 as we climbed out of town above the mist hanging over Peebles in scottish borders. The atmospheric optics group have accepted the image which the wonderful photographer Ern Mainka confirms is a faint version of a brocken spectre glory … now look at his tremendous example of the real thing in full colour below (which makes me feel very humble indeed) entilted:- Brocken Spectre and Glory by Ern Mainka (press image for link to his page with fascinating details) / / / / (PS It looks like this is my second ‘optical phenomenon’ already his year…. See ‘look up quick!’ how cool is that!) / / / / / :))
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Brocken Spectre and Glory 1/6/2007 near Yarra Glen, Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. © Copyright Ern Mainka Brocken Spectre and Glory ....The Brocken Spectre is the three dimensional shadow at the centre. It is dark air extending from the person/photographer all the way into the distance. Brocken shadows look triangular and large because of this. ....Glories (similar looking to a rainbow) form by diffraction, reflection and refraction of sunlight through water/mist droplets. Their formation involves surface waves as well as internal reflections. The number of rings and their angular extent is a function of the size distribution of the water droplets that compose clouds. With larger droplets the rings are more tightly packed. The clearer the colors appear in the fringes, the tighter the size distribution of the droplets (closer to one single size). Glories are polarized radially in the outer color fringes but tangentially in the center. / - / Brocken Spectre / A Brocken spectre (German Brockengespenst), also called Brocken bow or mountain spectre is the apparently enormously magnified shadow of an observer, when the Sun is low, cast upon the upper surfaces of clouds. If the observer is in an aeroplane, the shadow of the aeroplane is cast. The phenomenon can appear on any misty mountainside or cloud bank, but the frequent fogs and low-altitude accessibility of the Brocken, a peak in the Harz Mountains in Germany, have created a local legend. The spectre was observed and described by Johann Silberschlag in 1780, and has since been recorded often in literature about the region. The ‘Spectre’ appears when the sun shines from behind a climber who is looking down from a ridge or peak into mist. The light projects the climber’s shadow forward through the mist, often in an odd triangular shape due to perspective. The apparent magnification of size of the shadow is an optical illusion that occurs when the observer judges his shadow on relatively nearby clouds to be at the same distance as faraway land objects seen through gaps in the clouds. The shadow also falls on water droplets of varying distances from the eye, confusing depth perception. The ghost can appear to move (sometimes quite suddenly) because of the movement of the cloud layer. The head of the figure is often surrounded by the glowing halo-like rings of a glory (Heiligenschein), rings of coloured light that appear directly opposite the sun when sunlight is reflected by a cloud of uniformly-sized water droplets. ....More here .
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Vampyre The Prince of Darkness / Available as a print, poster and card and also featured on my 2009 Calendar / Homage to the B-Grade Movie artists this is my take on the 1957 movie / “The Vampire’s Prey” or El Vampiro. / / ...and a wonderful poem from The Vampyre by John William Polidori 1816 But first on earth, as Vampyre sent, / Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent; / Then ghastly haunt the native place, / And suck the blood of all thy race; There from thy daughter, sister, wife, / At midnight drain the stream of life; Yet loathe the banquet which perforce / Must feed thy livid living corse, / Thy victims, ere they yet expire, Shall know the demon for their sire; As cursing thee, thou cursing them, / Thy flowers are withered on the stem. But one that for thy crime must fall, / The youngest, best beloved of all, / Shall bless thee with a father’s name—That word shall wrap thy heart in flame! / / Yet thou must end thy task and mark / Her cheek’s last tinge—her eye’s last spark, / And the last glassy glance must view / Which freezes o’er its lifeless blue; Then with unhallowed hand shall tear / The tresses of her yellow hair, / Of which, in life a lock when shorn / Affection’s fondest pledge was worn— / But now is borne away by thee / Memorial of thine agony! Yet with thine own best blood shall drip; / Thy gnashing tooth, and haggard lip; / Then stalking to thy sullen grave, / Go—and with Gouls and Afrits rave, / Till these in horror shrink away From spectre more accursed than they The Vampyre by John William Polidori 1816 Image copyright © 2008 Shanina Conway. / Copying and displaying or redistribution of this image without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited. /
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This is a hurried picture taken on my pocket camera as we came into land on 11/6/08 just an hour before sunset. I am posting it for for interest as I think is another of those ‘brocken spectre glory’ things that I learnt about on redbubble (of course!). A snatched pic, not great quality due to engine vibration but fascinating to see that the shadow of the plane is projected onto the clouds below encircled by a perfect rainbow! ...something to do with the water droplets in the air! This is my second upload of this briefly seen ‘glory’ – tweaked this time with the help of the wonderfully talented Ern Mainka and Rosslyn Lunetta who know about these things! This has helped to bring out the beautiful rainbow colours which I saw even through the grubby plane window… / Sooo appreciated guys!! :))) For fuller details of what I think this may be do see the wonderful image and description by the amazing Ern Mainka / Brocken Spectre and Glory Also see Roslyn Lunetta’s amazing early morning Glory / and phenomenal glory and plane shadow For the original version see bullseye / (straightened – otherwise untouched )
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This image was taken from Watchmen, by Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons.
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a re-worked black and white photograph of an abandoned Maryland farmhouse that caught and ran with my imagination and dreams in a big bad way. / /
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By far the most famous fictional ghost ship is The Flying Dutchman. The ship has become synonymous with the phenomenon so that “Flying Dutchman” is often used as a generic term for any apparition-type ghost ship. The term may also refer to a real ship that was reported to be seen – often as an apparition – after sinking, or to a ship found floating with no crewmembers on board. According to folklore, the Flying Dutchman is a ghost ship that can never go home, but must sail “the seven seas” forever. The Flying Dutchman is usually spotted from afar, sometimes glowing with ghostly light. If she is hailed by another ship, her crew will often try to send messages to land, to people long since dead. / Versions of the story are numerous. According to some, the story is originally Dutch, while others claim it is based on the English play The Flying Dutchman (1826) by Edward Fitzball and the novel The Phantom Ship (1837) by Frederick Marryat, later adapted into the Dutch story Het Vliegend Schip (The Flying Ship) by the Dutch clergyman A.H.C. Römer. Other versions include the opera by Richard Wagner (1841) and The Flying Dutchman on Tappan Sea by Washington Irving (1855).
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At last we uncover the truth about who calls the shots at the evil S.P.E.C.T.R.E organisation. James had better buy some cream… Stay in touch Subscribe to T-Shirt Updates Subscribe to my T-Shirt blog | visit the blog
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Evil spaceships have to eat, and enemy spaceships taste good! Well – You Only Live Twice. For spy film fans… Here’s Brinke doing some background research… / Related Designs Blofeld Works For Me Stay in touch Subscribe to T-Shirt Updates Subscribe to my T-Shirt blog | visit the blog
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the lady in white….... waiting…...... ?? thanks for stock goes to roxstock and / SerapStock textures from my own stock.
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no communication / alone / falling into a void / blurred vision / spectres / tangled vision / darkness
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What do you see?
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Rorschach’s Journal / October 12th 1985 / Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout “Save us!”... and I’ll look down and whisper “No.” Great Comic, Good Movie
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I was tired of seeing really dark Grim Reaper images that were predominantly black. The Reeper is neither good nor evil, he just is; a keeper of the balance Death as a sentient entity is a concept that has existed in many societies since the beginning of history. In English, death is often given the name the “Grim Reaper” and from the 15th century onwards came to be shown as a skeletal figure carrying a large scythe and clothed in a black cloak with a hood. It is also given the name of the Angel of Death In some cases, the Grim Reaper is able to actually cause the victim’s death, leading to tales that he can be bribed, tricked, or outwitted in order to retain one’s life. Other beliefs hold that the Spectre of Death is only a psychopomp, serving only to sever the last tie from the soul to the body and guide the deceased to the next world and having no control over the fact of their death. In many languages Death is personified in male form (English including), while in others it is perceived as a female character. An exellent and humerous portreyal of Death or Lady Death can be seen in Terry Pratchetts Disk world series. Mainly the HOGSFATHER and SOUL MUSIC. All artworks contained herein have been created in Photoshop CS3 or Photographed, by Adara Rosalie, and are all original artworks. / My gallery is Copyright © 2008-2009 Adara Rosalie. All rights reserved. My work may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my written permission. Stock Used: / Marcus J Ranum: http://mjranum-stock.deviantart.com/ / and / http://umbradenoapte-stock.deviantart.com/art/Stock-111-127536778
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MY LIGHT ON THE SPECTRE THAT IS HAUNTING REDBUBBLE.
by Jim MarshalI did not come on to RB much over the weekend, nor yesterday as I was doing non-PC stuff but for the few brief moments I did, I sensed so…
I did not come on to RB much over the weekend, nor yesterday as I was doing non-PC stuff but for the few brief moments I did, I sensed something was amiss. Call me paranoid, or delusional, but even on an internet website, there are certain vibes that are as obvious as dogs’ balls. This place, energetically and psychically has felt, to me, like a graveyard these past few days but without the inherent peace. There has been a wave of chill, empty and uninhabited. I have always been one to avoid the dramas and bickering that can go on on these types of sites and will usually not even get myself up to speed on the latest debates. Admitting to myself however that I am, in some way, a part of this “community” I tried to educate myself about what’s happening with this issue about the closure of a bubbler’s account due to “inappropriateness”. I must say that I am unfamiliar with the work of both people involved and only have the “facts” to go by which I read in someone’s journal. Anything in life is potentially something to learn from, to perceive Power and how it plays out. There is, with all human dramas, a deeper cause, something that exists beyond appearances. All the time, we react to appearances, to what is on the surface. For instance; someone gets up at 6am and steps on a nail when they get out of bed. They then drive to the doctor to get a stitch and they get a speeding ticket. Then they go to work and find out they have been demoted. Dejected, they go downstairs to the cafeteria and someone bumps into them and they spill their coffee. Any other day, they would laugh it off. This day however, they launch a vitriolic no-holes-barred assault on this person and condemn them for every sin they have ever committed. To the person on the end of the assult, all they have is this isolated “Now” moment, it just appears, unsolicited, stark and direct. In that isolated “Now” moment, it is not apparent the history, the cause and effect that has led the other person to this moment. Here is where we enter a great paradoxical difficulty, for the person on the end of the barrage is receiving something out of proportion with the event, and with their own action. In other words, getting something that may be unwarranted in some way. Yet from the other person’s perspective, there day has become a whirlpool of circumstance, where the momentum gets progressively stronger to the point where things have become unstoppable. The words spoken, and the energy behind them, seem to have an existence of their own that extends beyond the speaker or the doer. In this way, how could we rightly say that something is unwarranted, since we are dealing now with something more like an Elemental force? Do we blame the sun for shining ot the wind for blowing? It is futile to try and punish the sun or the wind, yet that is exactly what we try to do with humans. It seems, in this situation, there must ultimately be a winner and a loser and in our current case we are assuming the winner is the one whose membership is intact. From what I have seen, the vast majority of reactions on here are in sympathy for the “loser”, an outrage at the injustice. RB is usually a very free place where people can use colourful language, express emotions even the dark ones and can interact with other souls on a conceptual, word-based level. Yet there is also a level we interact beyond words, we are connected in subtle ways also, energetically. The same magnetic attraction-repulsion laws apply here as they do in physical reality and we may be able to learn from them in a similar way. I do not have a solution, not even an opinion. This is not because I am a fence sitter, but because in this type of scenario it is futile to “take sides”. All I can say is, RB has highlighted a problem that exists across the board in human society and it is not only connected to authority (daddy scolding me for stepping out of line by taking away my membership) but it also is how we split “Now” into fragments, when actually Now is one long constant moment (which paradoxically is also quite short). When you were born, it was Now. When you die, it will be Now. And where you find yourself this very moment is not some different, exotic moment but rather it is the exact same moment as when you were born and when you will die. You will not die “over there” in some forgotten niche of consciousness that is “way off in the distance” and so can be forgotten about or pushed aside. This is the great Illusion that puts us in a trance and allows us to be so easily controlled. A divided house is easy prey. Only seeing beyond this illusion grants us freedom and soverignty, and it only comes about if you are sincerely prepared to unlearn what you have been taught, whatever the cost. In truth, the moment you die will be a moment very much the same as this one you are living right now. The fear of death is not a natural condition, it has been inseminated into humans since “civilisation” (slavery) was founded. Someone who is afraid of dying will split all his Now moments up into discrete categories; now I am eating chocolate cake, now I am fighting my brother, now I am voting for Labour, now I am watching telly, now I am studying for my biology exam, now I am hating Sylvia, now I am loving Max, now I am seeking pleasure, now I am avoiding pain…. and somewhere, way off, though I will pretend it is on a different plane… now I am dying. The result of this segmentation of ourself is extremely tragic, though not many see the full extent of its effects. For every time we identify with something different and say, for instance “I am a feminist” or “I like girls” or “I get sad when I watch the news”, we set up in ourselves a resistance to the rest of ourselves. But the shocking part is that each time we “identify” we do not just change our mood like changing gears in our car. Instead each “identity” is a complete being state, right down to the anatomical level. You look in the mirror when you are depressed and then on another day when you are happy, you will see in your body the way you hold tension and breath have produced two entirely different people Where is the constant “I” that we are told we are? It is not there! As circumstances change, so do we. So how could we honestly expect Red Bubble to see that this person, when she made a remark to someone that held an obvious connection to the situation to her but not to someone else, how could we expect the administrators to see the long version of Now playing out in her life? It was the short version that got her into trouble, and that is what society rewards and punishes with people, the short fragmented stunted expressions of Self, the tiny particles of human expression and not the vast mythic Mural of each individual life-form. How could Red Bubble, being a part of this conditioned way of perceiving Now, possibly see it any differently? All instituitions, even the “free” ones are still institutions and they reflect not the sanity of Heaven but the schizophrenia of society.
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