More HDR Remakes

It seems as if it has been a really long time since I have done this…anyway, I (as is seemingly looking like the case) am still going through old shots that I have not looked at in a while, and am finding that they are pretty decent (or at least some of them) and since I would shoot alot to try and get the various meanings of; apeture, shutter speed, metering, white balance, and all the other interesting jargon that goes along with digital photography and photography in general. I found I can turn some of the shots into HDR. Hdr rather.

Just a quick note, I tend to see the compositions, not the technicallity of it all. I am still learning how much I can actually do with a good lens and a camera that is for sure. And in all that I complain about processing shots, there is definitely an art to this as well, that I dont really know well. But we are all students in life arent we? Okay, so maybe not everyone.

Back to the original story here…So as I am looking through these shots I am noticing, again, that I tend not to look at shots on the computer after I go out t shoot, cause I dont like processing photos at all. It takes alot of time, and I dont have any luck with computers, at all, so I am stuck with a working space that takes anywhere from 2-10 mins to load a picture into photoshop or capture nx (which are the two programs I use the most, although photomatrix has been a fave for a while too). All that said it does not make for a “good time” processing, so I usually end up painting or going out to take more shots instead. Im into a more embodied style of creativity, I suppose (whatever that means??).  But here are a few that I have been chipping away on…

The first two are from a late night industrial adventure in Calgary with my brother-in-law, upon which, we witnessed a truck pull up and a transaction (a more embodied one) took place between two individuals a little ways away from where we were shooting. Although my brother-in-law disputes the type of transaction that took place, never-the-less, a transaction of sorts took place….

Industrial HDR 1

Industrial HDR 2

Here are another couple shots from that night as well…

Conventional Pespective

Perspective I like a Whole lot More

So I may as well share the last HDR (although Im sure that I will post many more in the near future). It is from Park Lake (which is more of a scummy pond than anything else when it comes to swimming) which is a favorite spot of mine, not only to shoot, but just to collect myself and have some introspective time, or to write. Enjoy…

 

Park Lake HDR 1

As Always, You can also view these full size on the flickr link on the right of the screen…

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The Phoenix Rises Again…& Again…& Again…

My life, and I suppose most peoples lives in one fashion or another, is filled with change and death. Death is change, and change is death. I dont mean death only in the traditional “dead body” sense. No, no, no, I mean like each moment dies into another moment and is then reborn to the next, no holding on to anything, just dying. Each and every moment. Now while the phoenix itself, is of great symbolism in my life*, is maybe not nessisarily representative of the whole “die to each moment” part of rebirth; it seems to hold that symbolism for me. So as I think about the phoenix I can only say that it is a symbol which pops up in my life over and over and over, hence the name of the blog, website, and so on. So here is another visual piece that has come up today. It is a digital art sort of piece I guess, abstract, deep and dark. But I feel at home in the dark and in the light these days (there is always solice to be found in both darkness and light) which is a nice change. As Jung talked about the shadow being such a driving force in creativity, all of the red, orange, and black that I am drawn too, is also a testament to that. As Nietzsche states, “We have art so that we shall not die of reality.” And thus, reality, is what we all really run from isnt it? Look at all the paradoxes of life:

Paradox

 

As the globe is illuminated by a pale magenta glow,

A women is raped.

As the snowflakes float down to tickle my face,

A man has been beaten and killed.

As the unity of all universal beauty commences in my heart,

A child has been struck.

A dying breed, that continues on…

 

2006

 

I suppose it is quite a nihlistic view of the world, but none the less, it is a picture of expression for that time in my life and how I felt in the world. I would not say that I still feel the same, but I would not say that I dont either. So here is the piece I have been talking about, Enjoy…

 

phoenix

 

“Phoenix Taking Form” 2009

 

2006-2009 Kyler Evans, All rights reserved.

NOTE: Permission for the use of my images and writing is granted for personal websites and blogs (THAT MEANS NO ADDS AND NO SELLING OF ANY KIND) but must include a link back to this site and proper credit given to me for my work, Kyler Evans.

Link to be used…(https://arisingphoenix.wordpress.com/)

*I have one tattooed on my left shoulder which was designed by a good friend (check out Rion-art link if you want to see his stuff).

Here is a self-portrait of my tattoo:

Phoenix Tat

Tattoo done by Mike Peace, Calgary, AB, (cant tell you the year, but it has been a while…)

A Simple Koan

I have been doing a lot of responses to what my unconscious mind seems to put down on a canvas or paper or whatever I am using at the time. This is just the simple process of expressive arts and using art as a path in itself. Anyway, the piece iself is oil pastel, and is called

 

Fluffy Bunnies: Theres Heaven, Theres Hell, then there is the Balance of NOthing that lies in-between. 

Fluffy Bunnies: Theres Heaven, Theres Hell, then there is the Balance of NOthing in-between

So that is the piece itself, here is the response to it, note I tend to have many images of faces turn up in almost everyone of my paintings. The unconscious is an interesting thing.

A Simple Koan:

 

Faces,

            Faces,

                        Faces with no face at all,

 

To whom to come;

            To whom to fall,

                        For they have no names at all,

 

The Faces…

                                       So many Faces,

                        Eyes seem to call,

 

“nothing”…

                        “nothing at all.”

 

For it is only in my mind,

            That there is such a grind,

                        To create such a scheme,

                                    Or,

                                                Is it all just a dream?

2006-2009 Kyler Evans, All rights reserved.

NOTE: Permission for the use of my images and Poetry is granted for personal websites and blogs (THAT MEANS NO ADDS AND NO SELLING OF ANY KIND) but must include a link back to this site and proper credit given to me for my work, Kyler Evans.

Link to be used…(https://arisingphoenix.wordpress.com/)