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Hello everyone! I just uploaded 13 new deviations and I would love your feedback. I just recently purchased the Fuji xt1 w/ the 18-135mm kit lens. I LOVE THIS CAMERA. Perfect for my interest in street work, this camera is a champ. I can't wait to get some new glass for it. Please be honest and give me some critique. I'm going to be shooting alot so prepare for more deviations. Thanks to all who still follow me even after almost 5 years of inactivity.
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'Encounter in elevator with photograph'
Two men meet in an elevator. One is an artist, the other an alien (seemingly human). The elevator suddenly jerks to a stop. The man is pushing buttons, the alien is collected. A conversation starts. "What should we do?" the disquieted man starts. "Actually, I am here to tell you something." "What?" "We need you to be more innovative with your photography." "But everything has been done before!" "Always seek bad taste." "But that means no one will like it." "Exactly our point, it is the law of change" "Do you have a mouse in your pocket? You speak in the plural...well I suppose while I have you here, what is the meaning of life?" "They are the same thing." "Are there morals, I mean, are you moral?" "In the way a wolf is, or a house cat, yes." The artist man then shoves the alien man back against the wall of the elevator and takes his photograph. "There! I captured your image by force!" "Is that because you hate me?" "I just know no other means to be different." A moment passes. "Buffer
just a thought
Carl Jung says, "If you have the image of a thing, you have half the thing." Now, reflecting on a photograph of a leaf on concrete, and of said leaf's contours, is a darkened wrapping-moisture to the sidewalk, like a nimbus. Photograph by Tim White. (if anyone can find him for me...I'd love to see more) I think of things in my mind, images. Things that never existed or shall exist, therefore being only halves of things they sure do feel weightless. But, this photograph of the leaf I speak of, is an image and also it really existed once. It is a whole thing. Is it a whole thing? At this my mind marvels and, apparently, the impetus of this mystery cannot wane in me. Hi deviants! I miss you.
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When I wake up in the morning, sometimes I don't know what to think about yet. So Anxiety rolls in, trying to speed up the decision, forcing normal patterns or yesterday's conventions into my view. But they don't settle well. "Everyday is a new day." (The French word 'cliché' also means 'photo negative'.) So I told myself, 'Let what is interesting to my mind come to me! This doesn't mean stare off into space and hold still, but to just do my normal morning routine, make bed, make coffee, use toilet, etc. and soon enough something is coming to me, unfetched. A poem I've read before: 'Nature is a temple, where the living Columns sometimes breathe confusing speech Man walks within these groves of symbols, each Of which regards him as a kindred thing.' -Charles Baudelaire 'Correspondences' I've always felt words weren't natural enough, but Baudelaire's words help me to realize words are just another part of Nature. Everything corresponds. I miss taking pictures, but I could try to do it
Mirrors with Memory - 1
If you could be anybody in this world, but you were still you, who would you be?" I'd be an artist with a message. I'd stay true to myself past and future. I'd be religious in the sense of having a destined demise with an ultimate meaning. I'd be a man of confidence and individuality, but not secluded from my fellow people. My mind would have free realm, because it would be open to investigation. No longer would I hold myself down, nor would I put on new clothes. I'd stop chasing false identities. I'd put myself out there, for the people to see, and for me. Yes, If I could be anyone, it'd be me. So like that fiery falcon, O Phoenix, where do I light my fire? I want to be a shining in others' eyes like so many now have shone and continue to, in mine. So I ask those who may be reading this: may I learn about beauty from you? Will you accompany me until I can better return to you? I love you all and hope to communicate with you. I miss your art. With love, Jess Golden June 20, 2021
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