Reflection No 6

Photoimpressionism.

One of the many streams

in my art making river.

Dreamscape No 1

This week: snow in our lives.

A strong fog covered the city.
It was freezing. Bruhhh...!

I love this photograph. It says so much,
plenty of freedom and joy:
a coming and going.
who but a real artist would understand
this photo, who?
It has all that I want to capture with my camera.
All all all.
What a world we live!

Windows No 1

From my kitchen window

on an snow night.
Then I watched some Japaneese movies.

Now I see the Fuji mountain.

Does the mind know more than us?

Reflection No 8

Why people do photography?

To freeze the present?

To document reality?

To hold color and shapes  on a single image?

Why do I do what I do?

Because I do.

Abstraction No 5

More on this abstraction serie

Abstract No 4

A childhood memory

Abstraction No 3

Color and shapes.

A whisky shot getting ready for xmas.

At times, I surprise myself.

I love this photo. I took it

with macro 90 mm

and

yes, this is real whisky

in a glass.

What a discovery!

An old magic trick

Today an old memory came to me:
when I was a child, one of my games,
was to take one small piece of  flat ceramic
-the one that people use as kitchen floors-
place some carbon dust on its surface,
add drops of water to the carbon, 
then cover the mix with another small piece of flat ceramic.
Then, the magic trick:
holding both pieces together with the wet carbon sandwiched between them,
twist the two plates and separate the two pieces from each other.
This creates abstract patterns that I still remember with joy.

Could I do such a thing with photography?
I think so.
My abstract photo work attempt
to recreate that childhood feeling.

Test No 2 B

After conversion to black and white

Not bad for a black and white.

What are the obvious limitation to this scanning art?

1. Very shallow DOF
2. Flat images
3. Flowers and more flowers
4. Non dynamic images
5. Mostly design work

Still abstraction is an area to explore.

Test No 2 A

A paint brush
An scanner
1200 dpi

Color image after normal workflow

Test No 1

Yesterday I went out with my camera and tripod.
I was frozen.
So I thought that maybe in winter some indoor work might be useful.
This morning I took a piece of cloth and a piece of tissue paper.
I placed them in my scanner, took an image at 600 and 1200 dpi.
600 dpi is huge. So 600 dpi is the way to go.

This image is a fragment of that image. I like this B & W composition.

When I printed this photo, I liked it. I will explore further using color sets and textures. Probably with 600 dpi scans and regular workflow ending in B&W. Color versus B&W? Impact of these exercises on my regular photography? We will see.

Dakadeka 2010

Today I began editing in Blurb my first photo/poetry book.
It is a pleasure to use the booksmart create the book.
Will it be a good book?
     I do not know.
Will those that see it care?
     Probably not much.
Will I care?
    Absolutely!
That's why we compose.

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Also today I deleted hundred of images from my database.
I was not happy with them.
I dislike those where people are present.
I dislike unclean images that remind me of other photo I've seen.
I dislike those that remind me of postcards.
I dislike those that remind me of commercial art.
I dislike any pretentious image I see.

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Yesterday I placed a prime 90 mm/macro glass in my D90.
That is what I plan to use until the 2011 year end.

Oscar Wilde' standard

"A work of art is the unique result of a unique temperament. Its beauty comes from the fact that the author is what he is. It has nothing to do with the fact that other people want what they want. Indeed, the moment that an artist takes notice of what other people want, and tries to supply the demand, he ceases to be an artist, and becomes a dull or an amusing craftsman, an honest or dishonest tradesman. He has no further claim to be considered as an artist."  

 The Soul of Man Under Socialism, Oscar Wilde.

I hope to live to this standard.

Sky No 5

Joy of my heart,

Let us walk together

To untie the knot of time.

The burning bush

Do not come any closer,...

 Take off your sandals.

-This place is holy ground....

Sky No 4

At night edge

                      I look into your eyes.

I shout, "I am." 

                       

Sky No 3

Ethereal dance

in the halls of heaven.

Blink...and gone.

Sky No 2

Free I go

among the clouds.

There we meet,

my friend.

Blue sky

Nothing but 

the blue sky to warm the spirit

in this

   the coldest winter.

Ghosts

Shapes and colors

Dance on the water.

I pass them by.

I let my dreams

Dance with them

     Till the end of time.

The undeads

...A wall among the walls, I hear

Their voices

         On the first hour.

There

         We find our refuge.

     -They wait for us.-

Who can call this moment to rest

       Among the dry autumn leaves?

             Who?

...Postorum absurdum,

Absurdum Postorum.

We dance into the waves.
A voice of thunder:
        "Children of the night,
        I call you with my drums.
       One more step to my fire.
       One more step to oneness."

Birth

...I fall in
        You on somber days.
Moonlight memories in the dark,
We give
       Birth to each other.

Arising from the sea

Memories of the future
              -I have.
They creep on me
              -In the middle of the night,
I awake.
             I see them.
                              We are one.