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Hooo boy. This expansion almost killed me. I didn't take enough pictures because it started raining. Like a lot. Not just a little sprinkle, but like a serious sudden deluge. So I just started mirroring and slapping together what I had hoping it would start looking like something. Lo and behold it turned out to be one of those unicorn pictures where it turns out exactly how I pictured it in my head. This is kind of crazy because the idea slithering around in my head and the thing I get out of pshop are almost neverrr the same thing.
Also, my neighbors across the street were out in their front yard while I was taking pictures in our side yard. I was like heyyy yo I'm just hugging this tree in front of a camera, no big. Awkward.
Within this 52 Week Project I have been thinking about a lot. Pondering on why I never really fell in love with any series I have tried to create.
And then it hit me. Those incomplete series of photos I tried to create were just ideas. Not much meaning. But this one does. Soul searching is something I have been doing all of my life... more now than ever. So this is a series I can really feel connected to using my photos as visuals to my spoken word poetry. So here it goes, the first photo of my new series Soul Searching.
The Void
The missing pieces of a puzzle
Is no where to be found
But how could it be?
Billions of human beings have lived on this planet
In my mind
I believed that by now
Earth created a blueprint of life
Yet it didn't
See
I didn't realize at a young age
That I was born with a composition notebook
Filled with billions of blank pieces of paper
As the title read
"Kenon Lamont Thompson"
The table of contents began with Chapter 1
This is when I became more nervous about life
How could a book
With so many pages
Only have 1 chapter?
Am I missing something here
Because I am not comprehending
How this void works
And then I began to live some more
As chapter 1 grew up to chapter 112
I finally figured it out
The author of this book
This life
Sharing copyrights with everyone and everything
... is me
The void
Something I thought I would never find
Because at the age of 7
The world discovered that
I needed to wear 2 magnifying glasses
Attached to a frame being supported by my ears
To see with 20/20 vision eyes
This void
That one part that I believe
Would fit perfectly into the next chapter
Has not been written
Because before words and images can be on the pages
I have to live it first.
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Glut•ton•y (n): habitual greed or excess in eating.
Hope you guys missed me as much as I missed my camera (but not too much), because I'm back with a new conceptual portraiture series based around the Seven Deadly Sins. Here is the first of many, gluttony.
Amo esta pintura. “Mujeres y sus cruces” es un nombre de un sentimiento muy femenino. Aun en este comienzo del siglo XXI, las mujeres somos tratadas como seres inferiores, las mujeres somos maltratadas dentro de nuestras familias, las mujeres somos usadas como objetos sexuales y estamos siempre en peligro de caer en el comercio sexual internacional. Aun en pleno siglo XXI Las mujeres somos agredidas, descalificadas, insultadas, violentadas, atacadas solo por el hecho de ser mujeres. En muchas partes del mundo las mujeres son tratadas como animales salvajes, son esclavas, son sirvientas, son dañadas sicológicamente por los hombres que quieren obtener el poder a la fuerza y ven en sus mujeres objetos de su propiedad. Este es una pintura conceptual de estas cruces que todas cargamos por experiencia propia o por la experiencia de otras mujeres en muchas partes del mundo.
I love this painting. "Women and their crosses" is a name of a very feminine feeling. Even in this beginning of this century, women are treated as inferior beings, Women are battered within our families, Women are used as sex objects and are always in danger of falling into the international sex trade. Even in the XXI century women areassaulted, disqualified, insulted, abused, attacked just because We are women. In many parts of the world women are treated as wild animals are slaves, are servants, they are psychologically damaged by men who want to seize power by force and their women are objects of their property. This is a conceptual picture of these crosses that all load from personal experience or the experience of other women in many parts of the world
Here is my chubby man's face. I find his illustration when I was cleaning the stone table in my kitchen. As you can see he has a long & old hat with reddish hairs.
I was sitting at my table wondering about things as I often do after the sunsets when I decided to play with a ceramic piece of art I own, a vintage basket and a simple light.
This was the result
برگی نه، شاخی نه، باغ فنا پیدا شده بود"سهراب سپهری" (برگهای سبز و بشاش چند سال پیش رو تصور کن - سه روز بعد از گرفتن این عکس، این خونه تخریب شد) (پایین آوردن حجم، افت شدیدی رو موجب شده)
ladies and gents, I bought an optical viewfinder for ricoh GRD (gv-2 28mm external viewfinder). madrid 2013.
In 2003 I created a video art version of my “from only a mile away” poem. It was premiered at a screening event at St. John’s in the Village on 18 August 2004. This is a still from that video.
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from "The Language of History" by luke kurtis
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Our Daily Challenge - "A Photo Walk Shot"
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Many of us are extremely narrow minded and self-centered in our pursuits. Psychologists have studied many populations in dozens of different cultures, and North America contributes (by far) the highest numbers of people with these outlooks. It would be an improvement for all of society if we could broaden our scopes -- consider a new point of view, a new idea, or something that we can improve on -- in fulfilling whatever we're meant to do in life.
If we could take a break from satisfying our own excitement and opinions and pay attention to the plethora of perspectives surrounding us, we could not only help out the world, but perhaps learn something insightful about it. A society saturated with broad world-views could work together to create an awesome habitat suitable for all of humanity. Wouldn't it be wonderful?
For me, the closest analogy to this needed shift is a photography phenomenon: the deeper depth of field that photographers illuminate when narrowing our lenses' apertures could be realized conceptually if people considered external thoughts and concepts.