суббота, 20 марта 2010 г.

This image I consider the best I've ever made.
She's so calm and trusting in her natural beauty.
Clear.


понедельник, 8 марта 2010 г.

воскресенье, 7 марта 2010 г.

Flower flow

sometimes I feel that I see myself through her face.



пятница, 5 марта 2010 г.

среда, 24 февраля 2010 г.

Darkened Liza and her light.





I used to dislike impulse.
Now I got attached to it. Sticky bugger.

среда, 3 февраля 2010 г.

20 thousand pounds. in 2 years.

god help me!

вторник, 2 февраля 2010 г.

generating art from science



beauty sometimes has scientific context.
investigation in science expands on art.

I've visited nano tech exibition and saw that strange substance. liquid which surface through vibration created strange cone- shaped spikes.
Recently I've found out that this substance is called Ferrofluid and it has amazingly beautiful grid. Its movement cannot be preconcieved although it has one of the most geometrically harmoneous structures I've ever seen.
spontaneous harmony.
feels like all molecules have just decided to put some cool clothes on so we can observe them dancing.

пятница, 22 января 2010 г.

what is elegance? what should be severe and serious? what should be vulgar and violent?




вторник, 19 января 2010 г.





being gloomy in photos is some kind of reflection of my mind? I enjoy it a lot.
however I don't feel myself rather distant and cold.

понедельник, 4 января 2010 г.

go away!



"When in love, the sight of the beloved has a completeness which no words and no embrace can match: a completeness which only the act of making love can temporarily accommodate."


is it me who is mad? 

 I wish all my past events which transformed in some miserable recollections- hah sometimes it feels like all that universal sadness just came across and then sinked into my heart, so all that memories would just stay however I want to design  some nice looking machine that would just erase all that past. I'm so sorry. Present turns into past so quickly and I simply can't catch its tale. That fluffy tale.

never mix sex and love. go to hell with such a definitions that sex and love is the same.

I'm not sure that Omar Khayyam in most of his romantic poetry wrote about making love simply meant fucking around? 

Well yeah how about being in love for 4 sodding years, platonic. And that was wonderful.

thank you, experience.



воскресенье, 3 января 2010 г.

again and again








another experiments.

hands trying to get use to drawing

 

Light, its structure always fascinated me. How it may take you anywhere, with all possible forces of nature.

I've made a few experiments with it. Hope to continue and widen my knowledge.

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