The roots and the ruins

After a short-lived high of sorts, things have really come tumbling down the past few weeks. As someone whose heart beats in allegro, life hitting the brakes is a major drag that I’m hoping to get out of soon.

Here are some vaguely experimental shots. I’m about to re-discover the value of sharpness in images, but there’s also still a lot I want to attempt with both stationary and directional blur, not to mention, strike a controversial balance between the two.
 
 
 
 
 

U n t i t l e d

 
 
 
 
 

S e v e r

 
 
 
 
 

U n t i t l e d

 
 
 
 
 
At the very least, I’ve been writing more. There’s a boatload of new poetry for you to check out. This includes two sonnets for my series and a couple of prose poems, which are a first.
 
Onwards and upwards
 
 

Transient Mind Syndrome

Have a few architecture-centric shots.

The theme is intersection and perspective.

edit: I’m making an effort to update SEO, which I’ve really been neglecting. Generally, I’ll see if I can manage to open my arms to more people.

Enough talk.
 
 
 
 
 

R e v i e w

 
 
 
 
 

U n t i t l e d

 
 
 
 
 

R e i h / G l i e d

 
 
 
 
 
Incoming is a cityscape/street kind of follow-up. Apophysis is again being fired up, and there’s still a digital painting to work on.

Some new compositions on ASOIAR. I’m trying to sit down and finally write a continuation to my series of sonnets – soon.
 
Onwards and upwards
 
 

For dreamers only

Life has been unrealistically great lately.

It’s times like these that make me question cyclicity as a recurring theme in the workings of this place. Maybe the entirety of it is more of a Gaussian distribution, inevitably and ultimately constituted by a sum of random samples – random experiences, weighing on and slowly adding to one’s conception. That would sort of make sense and even go hand in hand with the maxims of nihilistic thought. It would also give life assured elevation and a positive first impulse by definition. Ah, whatever. Who even needs to know?

The 5th dimension series is not moving forward much. Because I have next to no practice painting digitally, going at it takes loads of energy that I have trouble putting forth. However, I’ve been using my camera more often, now that the sun is gracing our eyes again, and the absence seems to have helped me shift away style-wise from technical boredom to more honest and effort-less personal expression – which is a good thing, as far as I’m concerned.
 
 
 
 
 

V e n e t i a n M o m e n t s

 
 
 
 
 

S u n b u r s t

 
 
 
 
 

U n d e r w a t e r

 
 
 
 
 
My head is overflowing with verse, and the only thing that shackles it is a serious need for sleep.
 
Onwards and upwards
 
 

Self-similarity

While looking for an approach to my next attempt at digital painting, and figuring out what to do with the stock photographs I’d already shot, I stumbled upon a little something that had been hiding away in the recesses of my memory. I speak of calculatory beauty in visual form – fractals.

To cut a long story short; I’ve finally bothered to invest myself in Apophysis and can now create things with it. Fractal art is quite fun, unsurprisingly. I’ll probably make use of this both for stand-alone works, as well as in harmony with other types of media.
 
 
 
 
 


B l u e  L i n e

 
 
 
 
 

U n t i t l e d

 
 
 
 
 

B o d h i s a t t v a

 
 
 
 
 
I’ve got to put things on Twitter. Keeping up with all the social media and doing frequent updates everywhere is killing me. I don’t know how people can handle being interactive on so many platforms. If someone has got any tips for managing digital networking without spending days worth of time on it – I’m all ears.

If you happen to know German – there’s a new poem on ASOIAR.
 
edit: I just noticed that this is my 50th post on roundtableism. Hell yeah!
 
Onwards and upwards
 
 

The 5th dimension

People! It’s already 2015. 2015! Can you imagine? 2000 was not that long ago – or so it seems to me.

To continue where I left off last year; I’ve finished something new. A digital painting – a first one – intertwined with my style of photography.
 
 
 
 
 


5th dimension | O p h e l i a

 
 
 
 
 
(The image scaled down weirdly, so please click it for a better view.) I’ve decided to pick up the virtual brush, mainly because it feels like the most natural course of action and closest to home. My first experiences in art were made in the GFX scene – heavily relying on exploiting brushsets, fonts and renders – and the freedom painting awards me tastes strangely melancholic. Just maybe, this is among the things I’ve lost on the way.

The “5th dimension” is (going to be) a series of works filled with the mind’s scenery and creatures, and hereby something I consider to be most personal and emotive. All pieces of this variety will be hosted on DeviantArt, which I’ve added to the context menu of this site.

Of course, I’ll still create images that are purely photographic in nature. Those might see an improvement even, now that I don’t have to cram everything into a single medium anymore but can pick the most suitable one and play to its strengths. I have something new under way here too.

There’s also literally a mountain of poems ready to be composed, but I can’t quite seem to find the time to do so. I’ll try to at least continue my crown of sonnets soon – maybe even write a couple German stanzas.
 
Onwards and upwards
 
 

[vi:n] III

We’re nearing the end of another year, and this might be my final post in it, so have an aphorism:

If those seemingly endless months have taught me anything; it’s that life doesn’t care if you work hard. There are no absolutes – you can’t ensure anything, no matter the sacrifice. There is no equivalent exchange, for things don’t have objective value, factual worth, to begin with, stemming from a lack of true objectivity. I’ve been trapped in the notion that effort must necessarily be rewarded at some point, equating it to a law of nature, a sizeable unit of measure. It doesn’t work that way. It doesn’t work any certain way and, without a doubt, for any immediate purpose, in light of the eventual death of all things, thoughts and records on our rewinding road to eternity. I wonder why nothingness is the highest floor of this vacant building, and how my feet climbed those stairs so tirelessly, if not naturally. I wonder what I’ll have to (de)(con)struct from here to keep moving forward – to find sense, create meaning, and maybe in the process; salvation.

 

Below is the conclusion to my Wien series. Two images of the general hospital.
 
 
 
 
 


R e m i x

 
 
 
 
 


U n t i t l e d

 
 
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[vi:n] .II

Yet again I’ve come to realize that I’m still doing a lot of things I can’t stand and think in ways that ultimately burden me, in an irrational attempt to conform to invisible norms and guidelines set by the mirrors that surround me.

And here I really only care about what furthers life and helps make this stay more of a fascinatingly fun ride.

Writing a manifesto might not be a bad idea.

 

What does that mean for my photography? For starters, I’ve never considered or called myself a photographer. Because I’m not and never will be.

All I seek is personal truth and to conquer what is in a joyful manner – by whatever means available. Utilising freedom of mind and following my instincts is what I can do until I’ve figured out more.
 
 
“a lo di me” is now “A Swirl Of Ivory And Red” and features a bunch of new poems. Check it out.
 
 
 
 
 


P h a s e

 
 
 
 
 


U n t i t l e d

 
 
 
 
 
The second one was shot with the lens mentioned in the previous post. Rich, interesting colors and it is very sharp, especially considering how loosely constructed it is. Russian lenses are growing to be a favourite. P h a s e was a bit of a pain to make. Shooting the moon is frustrating with less than a focal length of 300, because you can’t get lunar detail. I also really, really feel like it’s time to evolve my style. I want to focus more on color, expressing what isn’t there and growing a scene into something that is only somewhat based in reality, reigning over it supremely. Such was part of my original vision, which I can safely say I’ve lost sight of. I’ll go back to the roots for whatever I do after this series about Wien and will try something else.
 
So long.