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This is more likely what a God looks like, all swirling energy and light going round and crazy.
The first is a looped video which depends on that repeating be provided by an external setting. The second is a GIF, far slower than I wanted but self-contained.
This was developed from a single image, that of a movie poster video.
For a cute bartender who works at this place six days a week. I haven’t seen her in two months. She’s an artist but . . .
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This GIF is through Adobe Express, as well as some other steps.
This GIF is through Vimeo, as well as those other steps.
This is the original photo, although I did the colorizing.
Everyone has unfinished projects and undeveloped ideas. This is one of my many. I’m keeping these drafts at Behance as memory boards. This is a low resolution screen grab.
There’s something here but I don’t know what. I have the scale correct for each rider and the angle for each, finally, but, now what? A mundane tag line might be, Harley Davidson. For However You Move. But I can do better.
Part of the my continuing postage stamp series depicting everyday maladies, especially among the the rich and fatuous.
Long story on this one, too, no time to explain, really doesn’t work. Too straightforward.
This isn’t my usual style in that I have discreet windows for the images instead of overlapping them. But I wanted _something_ to show the Harley Davidson crowd, something away from the School of HD Design that most of their arts and crafts follow. These are all photos scanned from a 2005 HD catalog, hence the title.
She’s not human. But more human acting than most politicians.
Bono thought Bad unfinished lyrically but he came to embrace it in nearly every concert since Live Aid in 1985, filling in the gaps with whatever inspired him at the moment he was singing.
Brian Eno, most well known with the Talking Heads, had changed the sound of U2 at this time from a straight ahead rock and roll group to an experimental group that came back to hard rock only when needed.
This was the same course the Beatles traveled, as their fame and bankroll grew enough to let them depart from the music their fans always demanded to the songs they wanted to create and play. This song, for example, is about addiction. It is a testimony to the strength of both bands that their followers increased despite continuing ventures into art rock.
At the end of the song, the best U2 songs turn into a spiritual. At the end of the song, the best Irish singers turn to wailing. The Irish have a longing put into them by their inherent melancholy and a history of lyrical poets. It builds on generations killed by the Potato Famine more than a century ago, with those fleeing from it now scattered across the globe and missing from their mother country, and now the loss of life to The Troubles in Northern Ireland.
We can only wonder if they can ever “Let it go.”
Bad
If you twist and turn away
If you tear yourself in two again
If I could, yes I would
If I could, I would
Let it go
Surrender
Dislocate
If I could throw this lifeless lifeline to the wind
Leave this heart of clay
See you walk, walk away
Into the night
And through the rain
Into the half-light
And through the flame
If I could through myself
Set your spirit free, I’d lead your heart away
See you break, break away
Into the light
And to the day
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
To let it go
And so to fade away
To let it go
And so, fade away
Wide awake
I’m wide awake
Wide awake
I’m not sleeping
Oh, no, no, no
If you should ask then maybe they’d
Tell you what I would say
True colors fly in blue and black
Bruised silken sky and burning flag
Colors crash, collide in bloodshot eyes
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
If I could, you know I would, if I could, I would
Let it go
This desperation
Dislocation
Separation, condemnation
Revelation in temptation
Isolation, desolation
Let it go
And so fade away
To let it go
And so fade away
To let it go
Oh now, and so to fade away
I’m wide awake
I’m wide awake
Wide awake
I’m not sleeping
Oh, no, no, no