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Taken in New Brighton. I was photographing the sunset when I noticed this lone figure wade through the water carrying a bucket and a spade. He walked quiet a bit out from the beach. More than likely collecting cockels.
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From figure to doll.
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When I took this photo a few weeks ago, I had actually forgotten that the Olympics were coming up (oops!). Once I realized, I decided to save it for now :-)
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Photo taken at Little World:
He stood on the edge of the world, a lone figure suspended between sky and stone. Before him sprawled New Zealand's Southern Alps, their peaks — Poseidon, Sarpedon, Amphion — rising like silent arguments carved from light and ice. The glacier unfurled its pale tongue, an ancient current arrested mid-sentence, its surface rippled with the memory of motion. The air shimmered, crystalline and unrepentant, a cold clarity that cut to the marrow.
Lake Agnes lay below, a still pool, dark and sharp as polished obsidian. It absorbed the landscape without a ripple, the reflection a perfect inversion—mountains upside down, the sky swallowed by earth. The scene was a paradox: immensity caught in a whisper, time paused on the brink of collapse. He felt the grass brittle beneath his boots, the wind threading through the crevices of his jacket—a touch neither warm nor cruel, merely indifferent.
For three days he had wrestled through the entrails of the land. The rainforest had closed around him with a suffocating lushness, roots coiling like serpents beneath the moss. Streams foamed with a glacial bite, the waters quick and thoughtless, bruising his ankles as he waded through. Thorned thickets tore at his skin with the intimacy of old grudges. He climbed slopes slick with rain, his body folded into painful angles, the horizon always receding. When he reached this place, the fog had been thick enough to erase the contours of the world. His tent had trembled in the night winds, the cold seeping in like an unwelcome thought.
But then dawn came, unburdened and lucid. The veil lifted, and the mountains revealed themselves in their raw articulation. They did not posture or proclaim—they simply were, immutable and unscripted. The glacier’s silence was more profound than any roar; the peaks did not loom so much as exist beyond scale.
Here, in this distilled emptiness, the trivial machinery of the world he had fled seemed absurd. The restless striving, the ceaseless revolutions of ambition and vanity—all of it shrank to the size of a pebble lost in a chasm. There was no wheel here to turn, no circuit to complete. Only the landscape, bare and relentless in its honesty.
He filled his lungs, the air sharp enough to taste. It was an act of quiet rebellion, this deliberate witnessing. In that breath, he found not freedom, but a dissolution of need. The lines between man and mountain wavered, softened by the sheer scale of indifference. If he stayed long enough, perhaps he too would become part of this tableau—his form dissolving into lichen and shadow, his presence no more than a pause in the wilderness’s endless thought.
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if you're visiting paris on a budget, you're seeing a lot of the métro. if i'm not mistaken, this is the exit from tuileries... but not that you can really tell.
From my previous post you may notice I am quite the fan of the Sony Exclusive game, Journey.
I posted a micro "teaser" of what was to come and here it is! I have wanted to build a large scale representation of the creature/character from Journey for a few years now but always had difficulty with trying to depict the beauty and flowy-ness of the figure and game. I've been pushing myself to build more creatively the past year which has allowed me to finally be able to create something like this. My focus was to create the feeling I felt while playing this game, more so than complete accuracy. Whilst controlling the character there is this playfullness in the fabric, and the artistic movement of the character when it jumps or glides in the air.
The actual character in the game has a trim of gold on the skirting that becomes stronger as you progress; that was the only thing that I was not able to do as my skirting reached a point where any more weight on top was not possible. The great thing about the game is your character grows and weakens throughout your journey, losing/gaining its gold markings or shortening/lengthening its scarf dependant of how you play. So although I was not able to add this detail, it is quite a fitting depiction of how life works: losing and gaining, and learning from it. I think thats why this game is so amazing.
The figure is 15 inches tall, and 9 inches wide without the scarf. It is magically held up with two trans-clear technic beams, and although quite sturdy, it wobbles like a bobble-head when moved. I honestly don't know how its staying upright hahahaa! I tried quite alot of different techniques, hence why this took me a while to build. I found shaping and motion more important than the typical smoothness most builders strive towards nowadays, maybe its because I focus on the artistry of LEGO more than anything else.
My favourite part of creating this was actually listening to the OST while building. It made me feel like I was part of the creation process of the game, like I was literally building this character and bringing it to life.
This will be displayed at BrickCan Vancouver next week and at BrickWorld Chicago in June!
Thanks for reading!
-Mel
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Douleurs de santé minces condamnation interprétations culture de névrose de castigation routes rhétoriques aperçus erratiques styles subversifs définissant des clichés,
óriási kísértések, amelyek elpusztítják a nyelveket, a kifejezetten monománia lenyűgöző vonzereje az olvasókat átalakítja a kemény webes paródia zöldeinek,
Pranger Worte literarische Negationen Synthese Kunst privilegierte Texte entlarvt Notizen verschiedene Gesetze absurde Punkte Narzisse Dichter Epitheta Metamorphosen,
la libertà, la follia, la stravaganza, le etichette, i coinvolgimenti radicali, le implicazioni, le polemiche, le costruzioni ridicole, le speculazioni sulla malnutrizione,
симбиозын хүлээн зөвшөөрөгдсөн захиалгыг тайлбарлахдаа устгалын дүрмийг устгах нь ухаалаг удирдагчдыг уян хатан байдлын ядуурлыг санал болгодог,
傲慢さは邪悪さを絶望します懐疑論苦情謙虚さ迷惑幻想死んだハゲワシ殺人秘密悲劇情熱不処罰辛抱エゴイズム誇り高き気取って.
Steve.D.Hammond.