her name was 'Arab Death', read backward and a little bit scrambled!
Cool ... never thought of that
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Death And The Maiden
- Thread starter Jollyrei
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Cool ... never thought of that
I SEE YOU'VE FOUND MY OLD PHOTO ALBUM.
connoisseurs
Senator
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Obviously from his student years!
HAPPY DAYS.Obviously from his student years!
KIDS, EH? ALWAYS GETTING UP TO SOMETHING AS SOON AS YOU TURN YOUR BACK.
connoisseurs
Senator
Is that how it all started with your profession?
Nice set, Jolly!!!
connoisseurs
Senator
Fake! Fake!
(the skeleton, not the tits)
(the skeleton, not the tits)
connoisseurs
Senator
The use of filters and layer masks have produced a stunning nocturnal scene in this manipulation.About time to bump this thread again.
Having seen the original sources used as starting points, I am impressed by the way the daylight landscape has been transformed, with close attention to lighting effects and the substitution of a spectacular, starry sky.
The figure of Death is merging into the gloomy darkness, and Ariel is surrendering to his embrace.
All components are neatly blended, and the deep blue filters provide a sympathetic overall colouring.
I am looking forward to experimenting with some of these techniques, myself.
Nice work, Jolly!
That could illustrate T S Eliot's 'Whispers of Immortality'
Webster was much possessed by death
And saw the skull beneath the skin;
And breastless creatures under ground
Leaned backward with a lipless grin.
Daffodil bulbs instead of balls
Stared from the sockets of the eyes!
He knew that thought clings round dead limbs
Tightening its lusts and luxuries.
Donne, I suppose, was such another
Who found no substitute for sense,
To seize and clutch and penetrate;
Expert beyond experience,
He knew the anguish of the marrow
The ague of the skeleton;
No contact possible to flesh
Allayed the fever of the bone.
. . . . .
Grishkin is nice: her Russian eye
Is underlined for emphasis;
Uncorseted, her friendly bust
Gives promise of pneumatic bliss.
The couched Brazilian jaguar
Compels the scampering marmoset
With subtle effluence of cat;
Grishkin has a maisonnette;
The sleek Brazilian jaguar
Does not in its arboreal gloom
Distil so rank a feline smell
As Grishkin in a drawing-room.
And even the Abstract Entities
Circumambulate her charm;
But our lot crawls between dry ribs
To keep our metaphysics warm.
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
'somewhat' sounds like an understatement here.
malins
Stumbling Seeker
Not quite on topic, as in this one, the maiden is death,
a Deviant-Artist's rendering of the character of la Llorona, a widespread legend in Latin America of a woman cursed to roam the world as a ghost for drowning her children (the circumstances and consequences will vary according to regional versions). There is a detail in a Guatemalan version of the legend (perhaps also others) where the ululations of la Llorona are loud when she is far away but become ever more quiet as she creeps closer ... that's what this image reminds me of.
a Deviant-Artist's rendering of the character of la Llorona, a widespread legend in Latin America of a woman cursed to roam the world as a ghost for drowning her children (the circumstances and consequences will vary according to regional versions). There is a detail in a Guatemalan version of the legend (perhaps also others) where the ululations of la Llorona are loud when she is far away but become ever more quiet as she creeps closer ... that's what this image reminds me of.
I think that's fair game in this thread. I have posted somewhere in all these pages now, some images of the Morrigan (the Celtic triple goddess of death and battle and such), and then there's my alter-alter-ego...
...who makes appearances, WHEN I'M IN THE MOOD FOR A CHANGE.