All right... here's another one. This is actually Tamara from the http://www.flaminglotus.com girls. This was taken out at Xenodrome on Potrero a year and a half ago. Anyway, terrible lighting and use of a flash made the picture pretty unsable until the manipulation was done with Photoshop. Total Goddess.
thank, although i certainly can't take credit for the photo. and appologies for not knowing the photog.
every once in a while you hafta make "fake lightning", haha.
-b
This DJ was in the blue tarp tent beside the End Up, hidden deep in back synch spinning with the music that was going on next door. I had no idea where the second set of beats were coming from, but I was intrigued, so I started looking around. I found him, and when he looked up he caught me checking out this, uh, well... the nice sea shells. We traded smiles and I took the picture. I blurred out the things I didn't think were essential to the picture.
That's a Hiroshige wave, isn't it? Wave off the coast of Satta?
Didn't want to pollute the bar with this:
“We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.”
Ranger Genius wrote:That's a Hiroshige wave, isn't it? Wave off the coast of Satta?
One of the "29 Views. . .", I believe, but I don't know the coast.
The Lady with a Lamprey
"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
Ranger Genius was wrong when he wrote:That's a Hiroshige wave, isn't it? Wave off the coast of Satta?
Nope. Hokusai's "The Great Wave of Kanagawa," from "Thirty-Six Views of Fuji." But it's been mirrored, modified, and embellished. You can see that the peak on the right is a clone of the peak under the curl of the wave, and the boats have been cloned out. Really well done, I think. I like the result.
“We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.”
Okay, okay, I admit to recognizing the base image without know ing the full history. It's a nice quote and well done.
The Lady with a Lamprey
"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
I haven't seen this thread in awhile. To bad tonytohono's not on eplaya anymore.
He left here because of me......well.....because many of those that thought he was me made his life hell on this board.
Glad he is part of my network on tribe.
Anyhoo,
There is an art show at a friend of mines gallery here in S.F.
It's tomorrow at 7:00pm and will have some very cool art and artists and from what I heard, a band and a few burners @ 1035 Market.
eplayans are welcomed to come. I'll be there for anyone that wants to beat me up. LMFAO!
Or just meet me and shoot the shit.
I can guarantee that no one is going to, nor want to beat me up once they get a good look.
In fact, many that meet me will find, I'm a pretty nice guy. A teddy bear even.
I just got back from the art gallery. It’s still going on.
It's quite awesome. Many great works of art and quite a few great people. The place is huge.
It is THE San Francisco modern art gallery.
If anyone still has time, though I know it seems late, these folks still seem to be having the energy to party till however long it takes.
No one is going to complain about noise over there.
The bands are still playing and they have a great DJ.
I'll post what good pics I have in awhile.
Chris Landreth discusses with Greg Singer many of the artistic and personal issues that have made Ryan such an acclaimed short on the festival circuit this year.
By Greg Singer
[ Posted on June 04, 2004 ]
Ryan Larkin, as he appears today and in Chris Landreth’s new film. All images courtesy of Copper Heart Ent. and the National Film Board of Canada. Photo credit: Liam Maloney.
Chris Landreth’s short film Ryan (2004) paints in broad strokes the story of Ryan Larkin, the celebrated animator whose life trajectory during the last 30 years has lead him to become a panhandler in downtown Montreal. As we enter into the discomfiting visual language of Landreth’s 14-minute semi-documentary, we discover an affecting narrative that explores the fragility of an artistic life.
Given the seeming superficiality and indifference in everyday affairs, one might argue that a person needs to be insane to be sane in modern society. Ryan reminds us that perhaps we can all spare a little change — in allowing ourselves, and others, the opportunity to be different.
Ryan was produced by Copperheart Ent. and the National Film Board of Canada in association with Seneca College's Animation Arts Center. The film was made using Alias Maya for modeling, rigging, animation, lighting and rendering; Discreet combustion for compositing and 2D effects; Adobe Photoshop for painting and texturing; and Adobe Premiere for editing.
Greg Singer: To begin with, how did you come to know Ryan Larkin? Why did you choose to make this film?
Chris Landreth: I had come to know Ryan, actually, from kind of an accident. I was asked to be on the selection committee of the Ottawa International Animation Festival. There were originally to be four of us animation professional types selecting films. At the last minute, one of [them] dropped out. The organizer of the festival, Chris Robinson, happened upon Ryan Larkin in Montreal. Chris had heard of Ryan, and that Ryan had this unusual lifestyle of panhandling for spare change. He thought it would be interesting, in light of this other guy dropping out, to have Ryan be on the selection committee. So, Chris drove Ryan to Ottawa from Montreal, and that’s how we got to meet him.
That week was very unusual. It was basically three of us, being the animation professionals, judging these films, and Ryan was at that point acting very much like a person who had not been around animation at all; very much like a bum, actually. He was saying, “I got to have my beer now... I’m tired, I got to lay down...â€