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Lighting experiments and lightning.
Dare I say that pose with the staff is biblical?
I'm never going to be any sort of photographer by the way. All that was far too complicated but I do appreciate how much effort is put into getting the perfect shot. You guys make it look so easy and, I am happy to point and shoot with my digital camera and hope for the best - tends to be one in a million for me that ends up half decent LOL
None of those are a perfect shot. None came together as I wanted them to. But it was about a learning process more than getting anything truly usable.
Part of this learning process is going to be the finishing of it. I'm going to need to do a lot to make a few of these look the way I want them to...
I might even drag Morri back out there to re-do this on a hazy day again some day.
In his declaration, he astounds
His good intentions, in sucking grounds
Sinking in the depths of watery Earth
A muddy place of death and mirth
As bystanders watch amused
Trapped by roots, in a sullen town
Too broken for making speech or sound
Trapped between sky and ground
Not a heaven and hell
Just soles and crown
The hard trodden roads
Under street lights shining down
While the rest of life drowns
Heartless life made muddy brown
A soul left lost.
His report was found
He had waited for his day of knowing
A day to reap all he had been sowing
His day for solace and understanding
Nothing special he was demanding
Just answers to his questions
And the fruits of his intentions
To the satisfaction
Of his innate curiosity
Especially the why
There was never an answer to the why
And it haunted him
Lurching a black cloud above
On the sunny days
And times of love
Weeping tears and pain
Cold and drowning in this rain
Rolling down his creasing brow
Nothing can change this now
He felt older
Older, not wiser
And left behind
With the broken arrows
Beneath the targets he could not pierce
Each one begging the question
On the wall
Ceiling, floor and down the hall
Symbols, words and statements made
Begging for a barter trade
To make them real once again
Bring them to life was his plan
No breath, no sigh, no blood in vein
No beating heart, no thinking brain
No more this life
Would make him harried
Left with words and nothing more
...people are far too consumed by the profane to pay any notice to the profound.
...but these are three beautiful women that I had screaming for over an hour....
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This is awesome on so many levels. :D
I can actually hear what would be going on with each emotion.
hehe I love it!
All I can do is stand and applaud. All I can say is, BRAVO TO YOUR BRAVADO!
The goal of perfection has nothing to do with being perfect; it is having the courage to extend who you are beyond the comfortable, to risk failure in an effort to reach a higher level and allow yourself to be human in front of others.
And being human, in the most pure and innate nature of humanity, is complete imperfection.
What people perceive as perfection only exists in finite details and for brief moments in time. When perfection happens, most people are blissfully unaware of the occurrence.
:) very true...
If you are quoted, it will be for something like this.
Perfectly said :)
Very well spoken(written).
If you are quoted, and I am still alive then, I will make sure they use "birra" as your nickname.
I'm with you. Tell you what...we'll keep reaching together. Save me a corner beside that remote lake. Just look for one that's within extension cord range from the electric car plug-in stations that will be everywhere in the future. I'll bring jambalaya. You bring rum! Oh, the things we will write...
You, my friend, help my heart soar and the words flow from beneath my wings and breath.
The poetry I have cursed these pages with would be nothing without your inspiration and encouragement. You have set a pox upon the VR world. I'll let everyone know who to blame.
But I will gladly meet you on the shore of that distant lake with pens, paper, a laptop, long extension cords, rum, shrimp... and anything else to make it complete.
Morri with a karaoke machine singing Jimmy Buffet songs.
Where's my f***ing salt? :)
A couple of images I prepared from tonight's photoshoot. I enjoyed this one - K is the model, same one from Morri's journal entry from earlier tonight - she is awesome to work with. Adventurous and fun! I hope everyone enjoys these images as much as I enjoyed making them.
A Red head and a couple of Blondes, very nice.
Brilliant! Chicks over for dinner :D
I love these. But where's the peep poo?
Photoshopped some of it out - covered it with the magnolia petals during the shoot, too. heh. They're there for a reason. :)
Love the first one.
You have to do a video of this. And have her yell at the little chicks. You know, a shout out to her peeps........Sorry, had to go there.
She reminds me a lot of one of the actors from a tv series called, The L Word.
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