Presence

I knew when I was drafted into the ATC project that I wanted to contribute, in part at least, in the medium of photography. That was the purpose of the visit to the labyrinth that spawned this pic. I may stick some more in a flicker account if anyone is interested.  The image is a single exposure, with considerable help from Dale in both the inspiration and execution.  I’ve provided some post-processing via Adobe Lightroom, but mainly along the lines of bumping this and pulling down that.  No substantive changes were made… but then again, its all a canvas.

By popular (read:Marc and Dale) request...

Free to a good home

Dreamed this one last night–good idea for a scifi crime novel, but of course it’s not my job to write such things.

Society in which some people have been born with the Gift, some set of psychic skills which include ESP, mind-melding, pyschokinesis, the usual.  Society as a whole has come to depend on these people to regulate the social mechanisms, and by some fluke of genetic luck, all Gifters are of the sort who contribute positively to the effort.

One Gifter is examining a serial criminal–and here I wish I could remember exactly what the crime was, because it made perfect sense, but I forgot it between one dream session and the next–and is astounded to find that the guy has the Gift–but shouldn’t.

There followed, depending on the dream session, investigations into how he got that way, whether there were others, whether there was an organizing force behind the surreptitious Gifting, the threat to society as a whole and Gifters in  particular, etc., etc.

There you go.  Run with it.  Write me a nice check from your royalties.

L.10.5: Lyles

Looking with dismay at the role of adventurer? Disappointment with a gift of haberdashery? Disbelief at the weak protection from the sun afforded by a cheap imitation pith helmet?

Used for “Fear & Loathing in Kilimanjaro,” Esquire.

(Should have made more sure of a blank background.)

Towards an aesthetic

What with my reading of Opening to Inner Light and other tasty books, I know we’re heading towards a fireside discussion more meaty than we’ve had in a while, but I think this bit may not be able to wait.C4090-456

Yesterday, as I mindlessly surfed the intertubes, I came across this site: ugliesttattoos.com.  It is OMG•NSFW, so I’ll provide a couple of samples here and links to particularly egregious examples. [NSFW!!!]

Those should suffice.  The entire website is jawdroppingly, gobsmackingly, entirely like these samples.  Only much, much worse.  Much, much, much worse.

I like tattoos.  I have a couple myself and wouldn’t mind one more, if I were allowed.  And I find them to be fascinating body modifications on others in most circumstances.  But honest to God, I came across very few tattoos on this site that I was able think, “Wow, that’s cool/beautiful/transgressive/sexy.”  They were all grotesque.  (I did like this one. [SFW, if weird])

So in our neverending discussion of “What is art?”, I’d like to ask in the immortal acronym embodied above, “WTF?”  How are we to fit these manifestations of our creative imperative into the schema of that imperative?  (I’ve tagged this with the Corroborative Evidence category; is that where we are with this?)C4090-455

Discuss.

Assignment L.10.5

I don’t think this one is too labor-intensive, but given this organization’s intense laziness recently…

Go to Awkward Stock Photos.  Get the feeling, the flavor, the je ne sais quois of the place.

Create your own.

Post here in a separate post.  Explain it.

ALTERNATE ASSIGNMENT: Steal one of the ones there and create a post (magazine article, blog post, something) that would attempt to use such a thing.