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Started by Guybrush, September 23, 2007, 06:55:21 AM

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Guybrush

hi!

i spend lot of time doing some art (grafical and musical).
after my first dmt-smoke i went to make some digital pieces with photoshop.
its not really what i saw, but i tried to get some influences from it,
but i went far on with photoshop.

im not sure if it is interesting and in the right place, but ill post it here. =)

so there are 3 pics (from a dozen more in this sequence - but this 3 are the best ones)








MfGuybrush

***btw:
the 2. one is upside down. only for fun and because i work on a row of images for hours and save very often to get some evolving pics. but i tired to flip the 2. so they look not too similare. (and i could not decide wich was i like it more =) - but i like the first one the most.

i posted this images on aya.com, and there was one guy suggesting me to make an animation with all the saved pics from one sequence.
maybe i will try that, but i am looking for a nice little morphing-tool to do that. (want to morph from one to the next till end of sequence)

that should be a tool where i can load several (more than 2) pics in it, and morph between them.

anyone got a suggestion for a tool that fits my idea?
A young boy puts a feather into his mouth...
Expect to feel pleasure. Knowledge is sexy.
Expect to feel pain. Knowledge is torture.

OBODAOUR

#1
I like, has a very organic vibe to it!!!

Peace
ObOdAoUr

Guybrush

#2
thanks!

the original photos where indeed very organic. most material of photos was pictures of rainforest and other plants. =)


MfGuybrush
A young boy puts a feather into his mouth...
Expect to feel pleasure. Knowledge is sexy.
Expect to feel pain. Knowledge is torture.

jikuhchagi

#3
nice!

boomer2

#4
I have to admit those are very cool graphics. My compliments to yur artistry.

boomer2
God is a plant known as the Earth!

Guybrush

#5
=)

nice to hear that.

here are some older pictures, not done with photos but with hand-drawings in the start. but then i photoshopped alot with them. =)










and finaly one hand drawn on canvas, about 1,5m x 0,8m




MfGuybrush
A young boy puts a feather into his mouth...
Expect to feel pleasure. Knowledge is sexy.
Expect to feel pain. Knowledge is torture.

cenacle

#6
hey man, that's some fine artwork you've done there...I'd like to see more, and I encourage you to get a website of your work together...you're very good :)

PsillyBoy

#7
yes indeedy, have seen you digi stuff at aya.com, very beautiful...

had not seen your hand-crafted piece yet tho - I like it man, lovely colours and very trance-like... can imagine it bubbling  :wink:

Guybrush

#8
=) thanks.

the stuff on aya is nearly all the same (there is only one more digital here - and the canvasthing)

the canvas was created to a time where i went to psytrance-parties alot.
i made some uv-deco for parties 10-12 years ago over here in germany(hamburg). but then i stopped beeing "arty" for a while. =)
now i do mostly digital stuff. i have some old handmade things, but the most are a bit strange. i will look for them, maybe there is one more i can show.

and..i had a website, with some friends, we where trying to start something like an art-collective. i did a lot of things that time, and i was doing the page with php, wich i started that days. (but stopped a year later =(
but the page wasnt on for long. mainly it was only me who made monthly artwork.

since then i dont have a page, but i think about it often. but time....is so short... =)
maybe i have to give it a try again.


(i have a small (german) page, but thats for my "musical" work. but there are only two handfull songs, and its kinda noisy and freaky. =)
//http://flshp.synaptic.is-a-geek.net/
but its not online all the time... so if you want you have to try until you reach it.


here are 2 more digital "dark" pictures






MfGuybrush
A young boy puts a feather into his mouth...
Expect to feel pleasure. Knowledge is sexy.
Expect to feel pain. Knowledge is torture.

Guybrush

#9
hope you dont mind...to posts in the row. =)

i found some interesting (hope so) old stuff.
the grafical is not the topic on this one, but the poems.
i made this together with my computer, like some synergetic automatism-work.
i used a nice little tool (ray kurzweils cybernetic poet).
i was feeding it with my mind-stuff and it gave me some lyrical output.
this went on for a time, and i really dont know anymore what came from
 me and what came from the programm. real strange things came out.
 this is maybe 8 years old, and the work was very intuitive and automatic.
 it felt slightly "magical" to do this.
like i was really communicating with the machine. it was telling me things, and i had to sort it, so that i could read and "understand" what it wanted to tell me.

so i really like to know what you think of this.

i took the6 poems wich i liked the most and put them in some grafical
 context. so here are the six poems/pics. i put the original text under
each picture, because sometimes its hard to read in the pic.

i called these sequence of 6 pics/poems "cybernetic squad".

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THE GAME OF MYSELF AND SOFT SHAPES

when its dark  desire
admire to  make
mistake,
          the machine has gone
          too far
          from the realm.
i'm into the state of the truth,
will run the game,
the  level of  myself.
      look around the sky,
      invoking  the big 3.
      blood  did not run along this world ,
                              the mind of oxygen .
my open mind might mistake ,
but you should not mistake me.
my  roots makes me growing.
   you're from the two souls
   from which all  of the  3 came once.
                           there's more to say ,
                           more that I couldn't do,
                                                     that is true.
                                                     truth is my fault.
                           yet I love to talk to  you
                           you know  that nothing
                           names the tides of our  observer .
otherwise our  partial love
is more than play a soft parade
                 of light
                 of anticipation
                                       that's when the game is over.

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THE THREE SOULS

thousand languages ,
                      its itself ,
                      immortality
insects represent
the   dead of  all Life
                      it shall appear a  aureola
                      and  all will
                      melt together.
dead is not
                     an architect plan.

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THE ABSORBER

machine-like
      melting lava
            by-passing my consciousness

energy
   tightly runs out
        to the stratosphere of God
              and  peace embraces you
    grow into my head
again

human-ressources
     hungry for the masses.
            soul of the universe
                  the rhythm of the collective
is feeding the core of  absurdity

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THE SILENCE IN THE BROKEN BRANCHES

             forevermore,
let my new joy will be suitable.

        strange  hope of hollow,
                            I remind you.
        I -  the  you !
remember -- yet,
                      but love you -- past ;
                      a small  wonderful smile,
sleep while fragile life looped.
                      again and again.
                      age of the empty  sea,
praxinoa
                      --You are north !
                                    look at the satyr ,
                                    It will awake him .
Since you could be -
for that I am.
                                     alone  by the vivid sky;
                     --and south,
my soul is two-edged !
                            of gold !
                            Of my body's house.
incarnate the lie ,
awake the evening star,
                                 -- he
                                 who have the strength .
watch the  line.
learn  to open the  gate.
          change your light
                                  looking for
praxinoa

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THE STRANGER

              ...car would visit us
              we saw the lead.
You told me
               and
               we can be.
                                   started to  laugh !
later we moved
    to years ago,
           We took along
                     Four of it.
searching
                     the age  car ,
would it cost me close my head.
                                          we  will
                          always love you.
a few know
                          where  we wait ,
                          everyone believes answers .
I lay down south
       in a newborn song
                                         Go off to fight the lead.

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THE OTHER SIDE OF THE THEATRE

the game is my fall.
         recall  back to Juno's
         jaws.
a golden  Trojans flow;
All to die,
         doom -
                       kingdom
                       ilium my pious mind,
And my hidden treasure
                       left behind.
black eyes  
                       seeds
                                     sulphur
monstrous  lunar ,
                     whatever their tongues told
behold of  thyself .
                       fate
                       hate
                       the tyrians are thirsty .
pollute their crown
crack the  strange image
                                 twice
                                 their  choice
                                      was weak !
will you believe
                                 because  hope is driving you ?
humankind was  betray'd
                                                       distracted.
wrathful gods behold thy declining town.
                                       trance is your state !




MfG
Cybernetic Guybrush
A young boy puts a feather into his mouth...
Expect to feel pleasure. Knowledge is sexy.
Expect to feel pain. Knowledge is torture.

cenacle

#10
Wow! Great work! Keep it coming! And, really, we need to get you some space to have this work available.

Do we have space for members at this site? I seem to think we do...

Guybrush

#11
=)

that would be cool.

meanwhile i made an experiment. i combined some photo-work with some hand-drawed stuff and played with that a little.

the sum is: "Psylousion"
( i will try to give all pictures names from now on, that makes it more arty. =)






MfGuybrush
A young boy puts a feather into his mouth...
Expect to feel pleasure. Knowledge is sexy.
Expect to feel pain. Knowledge is torture.