Mind Control

Mask

In my efforts to become more creative in my photography, I’m dipping into my archive of ‘abandoned images’ and reprocessing them in the hopes of reinventing them as art.
It’s actually a really enjoyable process looking through images I had given up on long ago and breathing new life into them.
This was originally a photo taken of a mask in the British Museum. It was under a hard florescent light, and was taken as a wide shot resulting in a lot going on in the background.
I took the picture and then rather embarrassingly realized I was in the gift shop, not in the museum itself … ha ha.

Plaster replica aside, I’m please with the result.

Published on 29th April 2012 at 2:45 PM
Filed under: Instagram

Peace

I was going to delete the original image as it was badly shot against the light, but had a sudden flash of inspiration. I cropped it, added some filters and artificial lights for effect.
All done on the iPad.

Published on 28th April 2012 at 6:45 PM
Filed under: Instagram

Remembering Jukkasjarvi

This photo is from a trip I took a few years ago to a small Swedish town called Jukkasjarvi. Population is less than 600 people.

Published on 8th April 2012 at 2:11 PM
Filed under: Instagram

My Own Worst Enemy

The last 10 years has been one long sustained campaign of self-sabotage. Still have no idea what I did to p!ss me off.

— Golda Raphael (@goldaraphael) April 1, 2012

Published on 1st April 2012 at 6:04 PM
Filed under: Me

The Big Egg Hunt

This ‘egg’ is one of hundreds placed at various locations across London as part of ‘The Fabergé Big Egg Hunt’. Found this one during a lunchtime stroll on the Southbank.

Published on 28th February 2012 at 10:57 PM
Filed under: Art

The Fall of Icarus

This is my first piece of ‘art’. It’s a photo-painting hybrid I made on my iPad.

I focused on the face, not wanting to show pain or fear, but that equilibrium that exists beyond it.

I also wanted to get the overall effect of being ‘consumed’ by the sun.

He is falling backwards, looking straight into the sun as he descends, bathed in all it’s golden glory.

Stone Dance

Detail from a statue at the British Museum.

Published on 27th January 2012 at 11:30 PM
Filed under: Art, Instagram

Trafalgar Sun

‘Trafalgar Sun’ – stopped by to see the installation at Trafalgar Square.

Published on 23rd January 2012 at 10:09 PM
Filed under: Art, Instagram

Return

I’ve been in Ghana since early December. Having been back now for about 2 weeks, it’s taken me this long to get back to ‘normal’ life. The dreamy mist of 5 weeks in the sun hasn’t quite lifted yet, but all that is familiar is beginning to slot back into place.

Published on 22nd January 2012 at 11:28 PM
Filed under: Me

Loving: Nathaniel Rateliff – Oil & Lavender

Loving: Oil & Lavender by Nathaniel Rateliff … via Last.fm

Published on 18th January 2012 at 12:32 AM
Filed under: Music

Loss

This is one of my favourite paintings by Alexandre-Georges-Henri Regnault entitled “Automedon with the Horses of Achilles”.

The horses, although foaming at the mouth, are not wild, they are grieving. Both immortal, the horses Xanthos and Balious were given to Achilles’ parents as a gift from Poseidon and pulled the young hero’s chariot during the Trojan war. When Achilles was mortally wounded, the horses were inconsolable, and it is Automedon, Achillies’ charioteer, who tries to console them.

Published on 16th November 2011 at 11:55 PM
Filed under: Art

RIP Steve Jobs

Three different apples changed the world. The one eaten by Eve, the one that hit Newton, the one created by Steve Jobs.

Published on 6th October 2011 at 8:12 PM
Filed under: People

Making Beats

My most expensive app purchase to date. Korg iMA-20 synth studio for iPad. Really getting into the whole songwriting thing.

Bjork better watch her back. Just saying.

Published on 25th September 2011 at 8:25 PM
Filed under: Me, Music, Stuff

We are creators

I’m about to set in motion something I have been planning for awhile.

To say I’m excited is an understatement. After months (years, actually) of complaining, I’m finally doing something about it.

So easy to forget that we are the creators of our own story.

Updates to follow soon.

Published on 11th September 2011 at 9:11 PM
Filed under: Me

Murder of Minutes

Who has never killed an hour? Not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes. The violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past it is all you can hope to accomplish. So you kill the hour. You do not work, you do not read, you do not daydream. If you sleep it is not because you need to sleep. And when at last it is over, there is no evidence: no weapon, no blood, and no body. The only clue might be the shadows beneath your eyes or a terribly thin line near the corner of your mouth indicating something has been suffered, that in the privacy of your life you have lost something and the loss is too empty to share.

— Mark Z. Danielewski (House of Leaves)

Published on 29th August 2011 at 12:04 PM
Filed under: Quote