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"The very people who believe that everything has already been discovered and everything said, will greet your work as something new, and will close the door behind you, repeating once more that nothing remains to be said." . . . "Newness is in the mind of the artist who creates, and not in the object he portrays."
"What moves men of genius, or rather, what inspires their work, is not new ideas, but their obsession with the idea that what has already been said is still not enough."
- Eugene Delacroix
journal - May 14, 1824 Paris
I've been having a bit of fun making my own collage, instead of using Flickr Toys...
Junior and his obsession with ball playing....
Come to me
To feel my protection
A countdown to my revelation
No more respect
For your regrets
And your time has come
The naked truth is in disguise
It's your secret complication
Exhausted of this sacrifice
Just like a lying preacher
Hiding to survive
So strong living in torture
I know that you will never see
The light again
the light again
So hard living in torture
Erase the burning fear into
Your eyes again
your eyes again
This silent scream is stronger now
You cannot keep it too long
This cloud evolving into rain
Your desert seems so far now
Come into my arms
fall into my arms
So strong living in torture
I know that you will never see
The light again
the light again
So hard living in torture
Erase the burning fear into
Your eyes again
your eyes again
Following your line
I'm losing mine
So strong living in torture
I know that you will never see
The light again
the light again
So hard living in torture
Erase the burning fear into
Your eyes again
your eyes again
Lacuna Coil, A Current Obsession...
I have a problem. When I get interested in something, I get a little obsessive about it. Photography is a good example. When I was a kid I travelled a lot. I saw amazing things. I was in China in 1987, when it was still largely closed to the West. I was in East Germany before the wall came down. I was in Yugoslavia when it still existed. Stuff like that. And in all those trips, I never took a single picture. Flash forward to today. I take pictures everywhere. I carry my SLR with me almost everywhere I go, because I’m not willing to sacrifice the image quality for the convenience of carrying a pocketable cam. I get restless when I haven’t taken photos for a few days, and start searching for things around the house to take pictures of. It drives my wife a little nuts.
This picture came out of one of those moments. I’d just bought my first really nice lens, an EF 24-70 f2.8L, which is one of Canon’s best lens designs, so of course I had to shoot something to check it out. There happened to be this great looking rose in the yard, so of course I setup my tripod and took some bracketed exposures for HDR, and look at how nicely it came out.
Now when I think back to those trips I took as a kid, all the things that are gone or unrecognizably changed that I could have gotten images of, it kills me. That’s probably why I’m compelled to photograph everything I can these days. Ah well, I suppose there are worse compulsions.
So our dining room is empty and new carpet laid - so I thought it would be a good idea to get ALL my blythe out in one go.....mmmm 2 hours later there is a reason they don't all come out together. Maybe I have enough Blythe now? Nooo don't be silly ^-^
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It’s possible to keep a flame burning for years, though it may require burning the day in search of fuel for the night.
I got a challenge from Dexell1827 to get a shot of Shandi from behind and I know this isnt exactly what was asked but there is a story behind this picture.
The past week or so Shandi has become obsessed with the fence. She will sit there for hours just staring at it. She walks up and down sniffing eventually lies down in front of it.
I know there is another dog in that house but it's been there the whole 1.5 years we've had Shandi and she's only started doing this now. I will admit it's entertaining to watch her sit and stare at a fence.