Scorpio (Motel continues…)

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That’s the though one. What really makes this image work is the ambience of the room defined by the only available light source – TV screen. It painted everything around in an interesting, weird colors. The problem is that, since most monitors are not really calibrated – the image will mostly appear too dark, in some cases too bright, and on very few as intended. So WYSIWYG. If you want to see how it was meant to look calibrate your monitor, or order a print. Oh well…

Nostalgia

Found few 16mm reels buried in boxes with stuff that came to me from the past. Mostly devoid of any meaningful reference. Outtakes, notes, ideas, shot for the reasons now completely forgotten and irrelevant. But still, it should feel like a gift. Testimony that those few passing seconds actually happened in your life, right ? Meh…

Oddly enough Satie was one of the few that we were listening to at that time (so I was told). Along with the music of Philip Glass, Arvo Part, David Sylvian, and few important others it shaped sonic ambience of that time.

music:
Gnossienne No.1 by Erik Satie
performed by Andreas Pfaul

N.B. Jo Brunenberg did much better use of some of this material. Check it out:
DREAMING Harmonika Music – Accordion Dragspel Musik Haitari musiikkia Trekkspill Accordeon

Tattoo

It always presents a challenge. Since it is “premade” decorative element, it exerts strong visual presence within the frame. It naturally gravitates toward domination over the image, and sometime it is tempting to just let it rein free. The challenge is to tame and conform it to become a subordinate element of the composition.

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What is your taste

Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Yup. Simple as that. Now, zoom back to now…

“As originally conceived, and as understood for much of the modern era, the perception of aesthetic qualities required a refined judgment usually referred to as having good taste (…) However in the Postmodern era, the value of good taste is disappearing, to the point that having bad taste has become synonymous with being avant-garde.”
Fine Art (Wiki)

So now you know. Go shopping.

Or, if you feel creative – go transgress yourself.