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There's still a certain taboo when it comes to tattoos, especially with the older generation.

 

I sent some church workers home one night, and it just so happened that I was wearing a shirt that revealed my tattoo. The conversation that followed took on an awry tone.

 

"So... I noticed you have a tattoo... was that from your bad days?"

 

"errr... I don't think it's... bad..."

 

"Oh, you mean to say you're still bad? *cheeky tone*"

 

To his defense, he was only trying to be funny and friendly, and a tad straightforward.

 

I was caught off guard and was not able to give an appropriate response, which I was kicking myself for soon after.

 

The tattoo he happened to see was drawn by me, and symbolised so many things to me. I was going through a rough patch in uni. I was an international student living apart from my family. A year into uni life, I fell into depression and existentialism despair. When I finally snapped out of it, I went back to my faith and made a re-dedication. As a reminder, I sketched and got a cross tattooed between my shoulder blades, symbolising the cross I bear.

 

So, that's my story and reminder. And I am not ashamed of it, no matter what people at home may say.

  

Explore #271 on Thursday, October 1, 2009

I964, la prima villeggiatura procidana, Donatella "pandora" in passeggino spinto dalla mamma .

First procidan holiday.

 

Rolleiflex-scanner-photoshop

Existential Coffee Shop Blues

 

You walk into the coffee shop

Your eyes fixed on the door

The old man with the purple hair

In a coat that you just wore.

The silent child begins to scream

While drifting to the shore

You have an urgent need to ask

What are you really in there for?

 

You’re not quite sure what’s going on

You get your coffee black

Everyone is mumbling loud

As you sit way in the back.

You take a sip then look around

The clowns have come to town

They’re neurotic, they’re psychotic

And they wear life’s dismal crown.

 

A man stood up, then cried aloud

A prophecy for all time

He yelled, he shook, he raised his fist

In a vision so sublime.

A single girl with yellow socks

Claimed what he said was wrong

She took a bite of her eclair

Then suddenly was gone.

 

Two men smoking cigarettes

Stood outside looking in

At two hundred day-old muffins

Not to eat them was a sin.

The cops came to arrest

The old man with the purple hair

Cause underneath the coat he wore

Was satin underwear.

 

The lady screamed I cannot see

As she danced around the chair

A man who had a melting face

Said I just don’t even care.

The Blue Man Group had wandered in

It was a sight to see

Someone asked won’t you perform

They said, we don’t for free.

 

The man with no legs then shook hands

With the man who had no arms

It was an existential challenge

That had its certain charms.

Albert Camus then looked up

As Sartre crossed the room

Pretending that he wasn’t there

While secluded in his tomb.

 

All heads turned as a man dressed as

Guy Fawkes came in the store

Parliament seemed safe for now

The masses seemed so sure.

He sauntered slowly to a booth

Sat down and began to say

The King must be beheaded

As he sipped his iced latte.

 

You take one last drink from your cup

Unsure of what you’ve seen

A short detective sidles up

Whose name was Mister Green.

Can I ask you a quick question

Said the small obnoxious man

You laugh at him quite loudly

But then that was your plan.

 

Then suddenly there were balloons

Some blue, some black, some red

A cultural dystopia

That meant we were all dead.

This cannot be cried everyone

Who jumped high in the air

Existential coffee shop blues

Are simply never fair.

 

We're Here looks at Poetry and Pictures today and since I thought immediately about existentialism and a coffee shop, I decided to write a poem to accompany a visit to The Happy Tapir Cafe.

   

www.myspace.com/alexinga - seen (and heard) in Berlin, Friedrichshain, INGA plays a steady rolling rhythm guitar for her jazz improvising lead guitar partner ALEX; if in Berlin, you should visit every Sunday the Boxhagener Platz: a wonderful antique market / flea market, "flohmarkt" / Trödelmarkt

feedback by Inga Streblow herself: If photoshooting would steal the power of the soul, then i wouldn't have soul anymore now. Thanks for photo of my guitar and me! You know your business mister !! INGA.

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you can hear INGA in the background of my BERLIN slide show:

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at youtube ...

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city rhythm challenge:

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Must have been influenced by Akira Kurosawa, David Bailey or Edward Weston. Or all of the above? I've stepped back from what I have been doing as far as my approach to visual art is concerned. I also have been studying and re-studying photos by the masters. I've also gone back to my roots in photography - stuff that I did early on and didn't really know what I was doing but knew there was something about it - the excitement, the feelings and the story ... ah, yes the story... this for me is very important in art. It is always the story that attracts me in art.

 

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For many have but one resource to sustain them in their misery, and that is to think, “Circumstances have been against me; I was worthy of being something much better than I have been. I admit I have never had a great love or a great friendship; but that is because I never met a man or a woman who were worthy of it; if I have not written any very good books, it is because I had not the leisure to do so; or, if I have had no children to whom I could devote myself it is because I did not find the man I could have lived with. So there remains within me a wide range of abilities, inclinations, and potentialities, unused but perfectly viable, which endow me with a worthiness that could never be inferred from the mere history of my actions.” But in reality and for the existentialist, there is no love apart from the deeds of love; no potentiality of love other than that which is manifested in loving; there is no genius other than that which is expressed in works of art.

Jean-Paul Sartre, Existentialism is a Humanism . . . I’m trying hard to understand what Sartre meant… I will add from myself that people overestimate achievement! People think I will write a great book or create something and will be admired & happy… but they are not! They are also the same people who commit suicide! I say the most significant achievement in life a human being can have is doing what they love without getting self-conscious. That and also finding, truly finding, someone to share their loves & passions. Then they become so happy inside their own niche that their recognition of the outside world becomes insignificant.

Gewalt: Helen Henfling performing live at the record release party in the 8mm bar, Berlin, 05.11.19, Gitarrist, guitar player

 

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Jojo was a man with tweed polyester slack and 70's disco era polyvinyl shirt. We called him the Walking Plastic Show, and everybody loved him. Once he showed up in our neighborhood with a junk harmonica he traded with a Traveling Shaman. He played all kinds of weird notes and told us that they were called blues notes. We have never heard of the blues before but we called the sound Chinese Rock and Roll. The notes never made sense to us. But the sound was magical. It made us forget who we were.

 

The last time I saw Jojo, he was married to Sweet Loretta Mollie who thought she was a woman but she was another man. Jojo told me that he was leaving his wife to sail to Xianggang Guangzhou to become a monk. I have never heard from Jojo again. I would like to think that he is still playing his magic harmonica with those weird notes to the place where he had found peace. Selah.

 

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On my FB textures page, I'm hosting a monthly challenge. January's Challenge is to be Inspired by a Song.

 

Here's my take: Initially, I was leaning toward some different songs, but Thursday, the song "Mad World" by Gary Jules popped up on my Pandora. I was struck by the song's seeming preoccupation with ideas of existentialism / absurdism. This image is based on the first few lyrics in the song:

 

All around me are familiar faces

Worn out places, worn out faces

Bright and early for their daily races

Going nowhere, going nowhere

 

Textures: Aged from Super Grunge Urban and Mist from Super Grunge Vintage, plus additional hand editing.

 

If YOU'D like to participate to go to my facebook textures page to get the details. I'm offering two prize packages :)

Gewalt: Jasmin Rilke (bass) and Patrick Wagner (guitar) performing live at the record release party in the 8mm bar, Berlin, 05.11.19, singer, Sänger, Gitarrist, guitar player, Bassist, Bassistin, bass player

 

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I have been named one of 5 "Amazing Hipstamatic photographers" by Business Insider, in a group that includes award-winning photojournalist Damon Winter and renowned fashion photographer Ben Watts.

 

It's not that Hipstamatic is my first app of choice when it comes to my everyday street photography, but I have never understood nor supported the (somehow snotty) backlash of big part of the iPhoneography community against the app, and truth be told, I believe that in the whole debate you can apply the same saying as with the overall "taking pictures with an iPhone" in general: "It's not the tool, but what you do with it". And for certain type of images/situations, Hipstamatic can be a great starting tool that you can build upon using other apps after....

 

This is one of my most recent Hipstamatic images, taken during a one-day trip to the beach last weekend. I thought it was appropriate to share... especially in lieu of the moon eclipse that's headed our way tomorrow! Hahaha! Are you ready to be rocked in your emotions and energies?

 

Cherry Grove beach,

Fire Island, New York

June 2011

 

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Albert Camus is one of the very well known existentialism-philosophers in France; he wrote a very famous essay on the MYTH OF SISYPHUS: the man, who tried to roll a huge stone up to the top of a hill - and always he saw the stone tumbling down again; nevertheless he always decided to start his efforts immediately again - maybe those farmers have the image of a SISYPHUS too ... - read my daily blog at flickrcomments.wordpress.com/2012/03/19/germany-stereotypes/

Gewalt: Jasmin Rilke (bass) and Patrick Wagner (guitar) performing live at the record release party in the 8mm bar, Berlin, 05.11.19, singer, Sänger, Gitarrist, guitar player, Bassist, Bassistin, bass player

 

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Self portrait from my on-going project "Sandman".

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Are you still listening? Are you still breathing? Imagine. It gets quite lonely. It makes perfect sense. All that it seems is a dream within a dream.

 

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Openly embrace the absurdity of our condition.

I found that, inside me, lay an invincible summer" ~ Albert Camus

 

How I wish I'd discovered Camus back in school. Well, better late than never. Kinda absurd when you think about it...

 

I picked up the Hidden Side haunted tree set the other day and I love the blue version of Jack. Is there a similar version of Parker? I can't remember.

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Hasselblad 500 C/M

Sonnar 150 mm f4 lens

21 cm Extension Tube

Fujifilm Neopan 100

 

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Chairil Anwar, an Indonesian poet who I consider as my art teacher in expressing my sense of a media art. I like his writing style that seems wild. He is Indonesian he is called a bitch in his work.

 

I made a black and white drawing with a pencil on A3 paper

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Chairil Anwar (26 July 1922 – 28 April 1949) was an Indonesian poet and member of the "1945 Generation" of writers. He is estimated to have written 96 works, including 70 individual poems.

 

Anwar was born and raised in Medan, North Sumatra, before moving to Batavia with his mother in 1940, where he began to enter the local literary circles. After publishing his first poem in 1942, Anwar continued to write. However, his poems were at times censored by the Japanese, then occupying Indonesia. Living rebelliously, Anwar wrote extensively, often about death. He died in Jakarta of an unknown illness.

 

His work dealt with various themes, including death, individualism, and existentialism, and were often multi-interpretable. Drawing influence from foreign poets, Anwar used everyday language and new syntax to write his poetry, which has been noted as aiding the development of the Indonesian language. His poems were often constructed irregularly, but with individual patterns.

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Figaro had been so busy tending his barbershop that he didn't realize Otto, his canine companion, decided to saunter out on the streets of Seville. Even though the collodion process would not be invented for another century, I was able to go back to 18th century Spain. I was fortunate to bring my French view camera along with me. This was one of the shots I made of Otto during his unsuspecting moment. The man with one wooden leg walking away was a delightful addition to my street image.

 

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A young person passing by the only light between the skyscrapers.

A shot I took at church. She was dressed in her Sunday’s best and I thought she could be somebody from the pre-war era. I love the innocence, the energy and the optimism. The motion blur adds to the universality of the particulars. I must have been thinking of Anne Frank or somebody in that era.

 

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Tributo A Eduardo Lourenço 1923 - 2020 / Tribute To Eduardo Lourenço (1923 - 2020) by Daniel Arrhakis (2020)

 

Eduardo Lourenço de Faria (1923 - 2020 ) nascido em Almeida no distrito da Guarda foi um professor, poeta e filósofo português. Recebeu diversos prémios e condecorações, incluindo o Prémio Camões em 1996. Tem uma biblioteca com o seu nome na Guarda.

 

Crítico e ensaísta literário, virado predominantemente para a poesia, assinou ensaios polémicos. Indiferente à sucessão de correntes teóricas, e fugindo tanto ao historicismo como a pretensas análises objectivas aproximou-se mais de um existencialismo de Dostoievski, Franz Kafka ou Albert Camus, e de uma modernidade de Fernando Pessoa.

 

De 2016 a 2020 foi Conselheiro de Estado, por nomeação presidencial.

 

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Eduardo Lourenço de Faria (1923 - 2020) born in Almeida in the district of Guarda was a Portuguese teacher, poet and philosopher. He received several awards and decorations, including the Camões Prize in 1996. He has a library with his name in Guarda.

 

Literary critic and essayist, predominantly turned to poetry, signed controversial essays. Indifferent to the succession of theoretical currents, and escaping both historicism and alleged objective analyzes, it came closer to an existentialism of Dostoievski, Franz Kafka or Albert Camus, and to an modernity of Fernando Pessoa.

 

From 2016 to 2020 he was Counselor of State, by presidential nomination.

  

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Art collage, textured layered techniques and digital painting processes using photos of mine and stock images. All based elements were modified.

 

* Eduardo Lourenço baseado em Foto de Eduardo Lourenço por Tiago Miranda para o Expresso (2017)

 

Expresso | Novo livro de Eduardo Lourenço é apresentado sábado expresso.pt/cultura/2017-06-23-Novo-livro-de-Eduardo-Lour...

 

*Sculpture "Icarus" - Portuguese sculptor Rogério Timóteo

 

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* "Labyrinthe" by Robert Morris (1974) , New York Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum,

 

Robert Morris/Projects - ICA Philadelphia icaphila.org/exhibitions/robert-morris-projects/

  

* Olympic Man statue by English sculptor Michael Talbot.

  

AI creation on Nightcafe with Dreamshaper XL Lightning

 

I was using two different prompts, with the higher prompt weight on the tardigrade.

 

PROMPT 1:

tardigrade (water bear or moss piglet) extreme environment, 16k resolution scanning electron microscopy tardigrade research tardigrade anatomy. tubelike mouth, barrel-shaped body four pairs of legs ending in claws. range in size from 0.1 to 1.5 mm, tough chitinous exoskeleton, simple digestive system, brain and several ganglia. Cryptobiosis, cryptid taxidermy in Bogomil's Universe, Surrealism. A colossal tardigrade adrift in a void, its microscopic form rendered monumental and distorted. Spectral figures writhe and grasp at its shell, embodying the concept of fate. Neo-expressionist brushstrokes convey a sense of existential dread. A single, harsh spotlight illuminates the scene from above. Digital painting, unsettling, cosmic horror, existentialism, body horror, grotesque, high detail, dramatic lighting, 8k.

 

PROMPT 2:

The surrealistic monster landscape of H.R. Giger - assisted by Arcimboldo and Bosch, highly detailed extremely detailed fantasy oil on canvas imperial colors fantastic view hyperrealistic cinematic postprocessing Hieronymus Bosch Giuseppe Arcimboldo H.R. Giger Surrealism Giger Alien, fantasy illustration, detailed painting, deep color

we're here seeking answers to existence.

I don't know if this depicts anything about existentialism but hey, where would we be without light? (for one thing, out Flickr pages would be pretty dull)

Expressionismus.

(Linoleum Cut).

Idiosyncrasies hominibus esse must be þearf,

επιστήμη της μοναδικότητας irreplaceable tormenta torquent,

existentialism fripoandel published contemporaneous entwicklungen,

abstractions conceptuelles beneath διχοτόμηση problemi di analisi,

finiteness døds syntactical metaphoris soeaftloba relations powerful,

desideri arbitrariamente overwhelming visualizzazione reciprocamente art,

colors funkce nepřirozené jakostiaspects descriptions vota lyric,

решительные ошибки bibendum somnia divina,

inhärenten einheiten changing apreensões mover,

gravitational áweosung bilewit compositions revealed,

proyecciones radiales methods enrich megalomaniac geallig,

amalgamations consapevole di celeste dramas,

idealismus stiftungen wahnvorstellungen forming thematic overtuigingen,

svět iluzorních důsledky throbbing music ýðgian,

groteske konjunksjoner outcast's tragedy résisté,

atavistic αντιστίξεις σκευάσματα on linguistic doelen,

humanitarianism l'inspiration culminant ethica intellectualium feel,

реакционарне вредности symbolic frwiræde stem,

guerres patriotiques soldaten sterben eschatological paths áblinnan,

expressionismus experientias simboleggia ekstrem природе to 学ぶ .

Steve.D.Hammond.

 

Fyodor Dostoyevsky.

Russian writer you were.

1821 till 1881.

Crime and Punishment, The Idiot and The Brothers Karamazov.

A must read for everyone.

What is existentialism?

Are you a writer or a psychologist?

No silver spoon in your life.

Exile in Siberia can there be anything worse?

O-yes sentence to death .

Was nothing but a mock execution.

That must of really tormented the soul.

Had to serve in the Siberian Regiment.

Must of been a picnic.

Wink, Wink, Nod.Nod.

Writing about so much suffering,

Had to weigh heavily on the psyche .

The demon of gambling slowly took control.

Until penniless you laid.

Dostoyevsky,Dostoyevsky,

such a writer you were!

Steve.D.Hammond

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