There are situations when you can easily explain something to your brain, but there are other damn organs that it doesn’t reach.
“There is no such thing as love in LA
Plastic people don’t got nothing to say
They’re judging me, I’m judging you
We ain’t got nothing else to do
There’s no such thing as love in LA”(с)Palaye Royale
I remembered this video:
When I saw this photo -_-
When I saw this photo -_-
It seems like not only the building is on fire, but the whole world is on fire! 😀
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…Go ahead and try
Burn me to ashes
Throw me to the masses
Fight me till the day I die…
This work is dedicated to my friend, who celebrates his birthday today. The idea came to me the other day when I saw somewhere an alphabet in the form of body poses. I found a version in which one person was enough and…oh.
There is such a saying “whoever… – does not laugh in the circus”. So – whoever made the letter “D” – does not laugh in the circus! 😀
My pluses are a thin physique. My minuses are that you can’t get away from physiology anywhere, and I’m not my nephew who knows how to do the splits. You immediately understand why people do yoga and what you missed when you didn’t start doing it))
The second part of the work was more experimental. This time I set the camera to manual mode, but the feeling that the white balance or something else was still jumping, changing the lighting a little. Plus, I didn’t take into account the height of the heels a little. Plus, with the “head” it’s not really clear where the frame demarcation line is. Well… I started making this collage when the lights went out. So… I decided to go against fate and not wash or shave before the photo shoot. That’s why I have a light stubble in the photo (although it’s not really visible). I think you understand that this was dedicated to a person, so here I allowed myself to be a little lazy and just do it!
But I couldn’t just take it and do it. I became curious – could I do all this while standing on high heels? The height of the heels is 15 centimetres. I still haven’t learned how to balance on them. So it was funny and strange and fun at the same time.
I made most of the letters right away, without even noticing how. But the problems arose when I had to make “B”, “D”, “O” and “N”. The last one, by the way, was the easiest and completed the name nicely. B was pretty easy, but I wasn’t sure it would turn out well. O made me question it. But D…she came out of hell and went there. So I did what I could)))
P.s. Another peculiarity was that in New Zealand, where Aaron is from, the day starts much earlier than here. So if I hadn’t done it now, I wouldn’t have had time to congratulate him on time. But I did and…I’m going to bed… 🙂
P.p.s the full image can be seen on Deviantart
This is a very, very old photo, about 15 years old. It’s a hole in the roof of one of the abandoned factories in Odessa. No one knows what it’s for, but looking into it from above you see a complete void. I made a processed version of the photo and added the original.
When I read the lyrics of this song, I remembered that photo…
“I don’t wanna be scared
But I really don’t get
Why do we have to go?
I know so many ways
But I don’t wanna be saved
Why do we have to go?
I try to make my path
I don’t know why you left
We all need someone
I try to let it be
You try to make me see
We all need someone
It’s not easy letting go
Feelings that I don’t know
I’m looking for a sign below
I’m so heavy
We may die young, but that’s okay
We can’t go on
’cause we keep falling down down down
But that’s alright, it’s alright”
I really like the guitar part in this song…
Sometimes I feel like I keep falling into that black abyss in the photo..
I fill myself, but not with thoughts –
With what can only be done face to face.
I do what my mother would be ashamed of
With what I walk my whole life side by side.
I fill my emptiness within myself –
Blooming in that moment with hundreds of colours
And I don’t know whether I will heal myself more, or cripple,
In that abyss that I have imagined for myself.
It sounds better in Ukrainian, but…here everything is in English 🙂
I have too many places to be on – two “big” blogs that I have to write articles for. Two small blogs, one of which I’m currently writing this entry for. Deviant for photos and creativity. Rarely Flickr for photos. 500px for photos and stocks. Rarely YouTube for videos. Posts are automatically duplicated on Bluesky and Tumblr. That’s not even counting participation in competitions on Pulse. And Patreon. But it’s free, so I only do it occasionally 🙂
There’s also Threads, where reposts are made (when it works). I hardly do Instagram, and I’ve deleted most of my friends on Facebook. Now I still occasionally post something on Reddit. For reach, not least, plus nice acquaintances.
I’d like to close a couple of places (two blogs, at least), but I feel like it’s not the right time again. So for now, it’ll be like that. I feel comfortable that I can put something of my own in every place. Every place has its own spirit. That’s probably why it seems to me that there is no urgent need for people right now – I have myself, who has to be everywhere. That’s enough for now. And the “bar” for people has probably been raised for a certain time. I don’t want to be with everyone at once. I guess I want to find “that one person” with whom I can talk about things, share my creativity, and mutually support each other. Although…now there is such a person, and he lives in New Zealand. All that’s left is to find time to respond to him among all these sites and social networks… 🙂
I am not the kind of person who received a “blessing from God” and became someone outstanding or simply found my way. I was not lucky in life like some people who had a chance. And I am not sure that there would be at least one person in this world who would sincerely want to help me. Because I am always insufficient for something or someone. I am always not the one to whom a helping hand will be extended. And I hoped in vain and hope that there will be the same person who would help me now in my situation. Because in life you can only hope for yourself. But do you know what is really sad?
People always hope for me and turn to me. And I help them. Without any reason or anything else. I do not take money from almost everyone I help. Where I can, I also help with money or by buying some things myself. And it saddens me that I always give more than I receive. But such is the world. This world doesn’t need me, no matter what. And I’m alive not because of something, but in spite of it.
I’ll have to get out of this country and this situation on my own. Well. But after that I won’t want to help anyone with anything, because I won’t see the point in it. And I’ll always answer – I didn’t get out of there thanks to your help, so don’t count on my help with your problems either. I’m tired of other people’s problems…
Saint Creature