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back to conceptual again.
I can't decide which one I like the most between fashion and conceptual.
conceptual always have fun editing process to practice. Fashion is to play with the model, clothes and enhance color.
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“Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared." -Buddha
“Envy is a symptom of lack of appreciation of our own uniqueness and self worth”
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Lately I have been feeling that everything I do is just crappy, so I guess I have to repaint and return to the basics.
Oh , how many've fallen to that void wide open far away !
The day will come, when I descend destroyed from life
into the clay...
Marina Tsvetayeva
a distance it wafts down city street,
from where does the sax pine blues? no-one knows,
its out of sight
on a sultry, steamy, after midnight.
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Still making myself stay in land shooting... its really giving me the challenge I need. However, after seeing some of David Bakers recent coastal images www.flickr.com/photos/milouvision/8854663663/ I think its now time to pay the sea a visit..... So inspirational! Thank you for taking the time to view my images, if you would like to see more please visit my website at: www.tinaind.co.uk Thank you! ;0)
“She awoke in a room she had never been in before. Slowly she rose to her feet, her head and body swiveling to survey the surroundings. What she saw only served to increase her confusion, as none of the four walls around her seemed to have a door. The floor, a speckled blackish grey, was hard and polished. The ceiling, much higher than she expected, seemed smooth and featureless. The walls of the room were all identical - milky white in color, possessing a texture that was almost liquid.
Cautiously she approached one of the walls but as she neared it she stopped abruptly. There was something deeply unsettling about the depth of the wall's surface. It was dizzying, as if she could fall into it if she were not careful. She returned to the center of the room where she first woke up and studied the other walls. Each one had the same creamy consistency that caused her so much unease. After staring at the walls for an extended period of time, she began to hear voices. Faint at first, almost inaudible whispers, they grew in intensity until they echoed in her skull.
The voices beckoned her closer, closer to the surface of the walls. She could make out the shape of limbs and hands seemingly swimming behind the walls. Initially they circled the surface like sharks probing their prey, but soon they reached out and groped at her, outstretched fingers and hands clutching at the space around her. She huddled into a ball in the center of the room, her eyes closed and her body rocking back and forth, commanding herself repeatedly to wake up before the groaning extremities reached her.” -M.D. Walter
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More of the Helios-81n and TMax 3200.
Nikon FM3a + Helios-81n 50mm lens. Kodak TMax 3200 developed in caffenol cl.
With as much conceptual photography I've been thinking about recently, it's good for me to come back to the basics every one in a while. I really do appreciate the simple images. I have a weak spot for it.
Today I was thinking about people. There are just so many of us. There are too many people to actually know even a small percentage of them, but there even are too many people that just live around me that I can't even begin to know all of them. But I walk by people every day, people from all kinds of different backgrounds and holding all kinds of stories on their backs, yet I never stop to ask anything, or even more look them in the eye. I was taught from a young age not to talk to strangers. Now as an adult, I hold that habit, and at times use it as justification to not stop, to not talk, to not greet another human. It's sickening when I think about it and I just wish I would, that I had the courage and strength to actually talk to people that I do not know, or to just have the decency to look others in the eye.
I don't have any other explanation for this photo other than this,
"Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you?" - Walt Whitman
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Detail (it's a *really neat* detail) and BTS on IG: www.instagram.com/p/DJI9P8gx59k/?img_index=1
An image stuck in my head for over year was of a teenage-ish girl in a post-apocalyptic world in the basement of an abandoned office building, slinking back in a chair and staring down at the unfortunate soul stumbling across her path. Holding a scythe because she's Death.
So many random inspirations fade while others are lost to the realization that not every image needs to be made. Something about her stuck; I wanted to bring that beautiful girl to life.
Why this one? Unknown. Maybe the fact that death lurks anywhere and everywhere. Perhaps processing anxiety around natural disasters-- more the extreme suffering and fear of *not* dying in that case. Or the death sentence that was existing in the Bay Area (as in, if you live somewhere and never move, welp, that's where you'll expire. Fun thought if you're stuck in a place turning you into a hollowed-out husk of a human).
Then the eternal negotiation between the concept and the execution. Under the rule that there are no rules-- inspiration is not an obligation to replicate.
There's that magical point in your ArTIStic JoURney where you focus less on raw skill and creating images with wider appeal-- if anyone at all understands what makes sense in your head, great. If not, better yet!
Style influenced by the album covers for FLA's "Artificial Soldier" and "Mechanical Soul" :).