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Better Not To See You
The work is based on the lyrics of a song by the Ukrainian band We Are.
Baby, I wear it like a choker (Love&Hate)
She sits there in silence, she’s too scared to speak…
E-Motions
As promised, I’m adding a darker version of yesterday’s work (although…where else?..).
Porcupine Tree (How it was done)
The third (and final) part of this work. I talk about my experience and what I learned. Read More
Porcupine Tree (Story)
This story happened to a boy named Joe. Read More
Porcupine Tree
This is the “book cover” for what will be my next creative work. I hope to be able to publish it today
Looking for your hand, looking for some hope.. (Art)
“Looking for your hand, looking for some hope
When the tide comes in we sink so low
We are drowning
I loved you so long, now I need to go
When the waves crash down it gets so cold
We are drowning”(c)Luna Kills
The story of this work is somewhat interesting, because firstly, I am officially launching the “music photos” section. This is when the idea for the picture was inspired by some quote from a song. Secondly, I was supposed to implement the idea yesterday, but my camera, which I was supposed to use to do it, partially broke. So I postponed this idea until today with my second camera.
In general, it was the incident with the camera that made me make this work more “dark”. Although you are darker, considering that there was supposed to be a knife in the other hand? But since it happened and did happen, it seems that, in some ways, it even corresponds to the text more than before.
This picture is a compilation of three of my pictures taken within an hour. The elements are composed in the Gimp application. Tomorrow I will add some funny details from how I actually took it all.
Well. I did not manage to make the drops of blood on the cross and flowing from the cross visible. But I’ll move that to a separate post. For now, that’s it
Dedication
There are works that I make longer than the shooting took place. So is this one, which is a compilation of two shots. Again, I am in both parts.
I am the killer – I am the victim. This has a certain symbolism when we think about the fact that often the greatest harm is often done to ourselves. And our suffering is caused by our actions or thoughts.
This work is dedicated to the user naked-in-the-rain92. She was delighted with my other similar work. I promised her to do something better. This is still not the result I would be proud of, but it is closer
Internal Rich
Although curiosity is not a sin, I’m sure in hell, Texas black bakers will “fry” (read as fuck) me for it. Because I’ve always been curious about other people’s lives. As my ex used to say – when you look in someone’s window – there’s a life in each window. So have I.
I’ve always wondered what kind of people sold the camera – so I often tried to restore the pictures to see what the owners looked like. Once I was sold a laptop that had undeleted nude photos of the girlfriend of the guy who sold it. Bingo, right? Relatively. Because I don’t care what she looked like or what she had between her legs. The experience itself is interesting. The opportunity to observe something personal. And so it was in this case. I wondered what he was interested in. I didn’t expect to find anything unusual. But, oh my God. I saw something that the church would send him to “fry” not far from me for.
Trans porn. Seriously? I asked myself if I understood correctly – yes, that’s right. However, considering what kind of model it was (whoever googles trans porn model – that’s me!) – I wouldn’t mind watching it myself, haha! My type. I’m not trans, but changing clothes today (I only wanted to take a photo of my legs, but I couldn’t resist, because I got a great combo of two types of clothes again), I wondered – I wonder how that person would perceive me in this form? I’m not interested in everything “after”, that is, it’s not about self-esteem of self-sexuality. To put it simply – I wouldn’t want to know if someone fucked me. But let’s imagine that a person comes across a video where I’m in a BDSM costume. It’s not known who I am and what. So, the theoretical chances are more than zero.
Knowing my perverted nature, I probably just want to understand, at least sometimes, that I’m not the only one like this, and that this is a kind of norm. But so far I’ve come to the conclusion that if this is the norm, then only mine 🙂
Sexuality has no gender and no restrictions. The main restrictions are in our heads. I perceive all people as they are. Because I like it when people are real with me. Rich. And I try to be the same in response.
Here’s my work, which I expected to receive. I struggled with the shadow from the camera, had to correct the colours and lighting, but…
P.S. for the sake of objectivity (I told about someone – I have to tell about myself) I myself watch various porn “according to my mood”, so porn with transsexuals did not surprise me much. I am not afraid that my “some wrong” photos will be seen by someone who knows me, because it will be a more “traumatic” experience for them than for me 🙂