Touched by Fire – Features for the week of August 7, 2011

Hi everyone, a few days ago I chose this week’s features. An interesting mix of drama, visual metaphors, sensibility and overall statements. Please congratulate all the wonderful and talented artists. Duffboy

 

“its paradox” by robinellenlucas

ever emerging
all sides
of you

choose the
one in your now
who is
in between
your dark night
your early dawn

rising
because it knows
what to do
…next

is it the
mystery
u n f o l d i n g
its view
its paradox
that chooses
without limits
to protect you?

© r.e.l. 7/20/11

“Your spirit looks a lot like the fog but boy do I know the difference” by DominicSavio

Oh God
Your
spirit
in
vades
my
person
hood
like a
spiral
around
my
spine and
You
wrap
around
my
spirit
man
like a choker
with black
ribbon
and
precious
gems
like
replicas
of
Your eyes
and I
am
ice
without
You.

“The Loop” by RC deWinter

It does no good to say “Forget,”
what is experienced burns in the brain.
It does no good to say “Move on,”
what is within simply follows along.
And not looking back doesn’t alter
the past or wipe away memories, feelings, intent.
If buried, these things resurrect
doggedly as surely as some claim Christ rose from the tomb.
But they appear not miraculously
restored but as ragged skeletons clothed with shreds of flesh,
now grinning, exhibiting their
fragile framework for what it ever was –
a wish, a hope, a dream, a curse –
to accompany silently down all the years
the unfortunate pilgrim who
struggles to make sense of misplaced affection,
unfounded trust, perception
colored by desire and losses that could not be cut,
but must be paid for again
and again with the rising and setting of the
eternal sun.

© 2011 RC deWinter ~ All Rights Reserved

 

 

 

“inVisible” by wildwomenlove

As a receptacle for your rape and pillage
i remain invisible
to your lost sense of humanity

As a middle child to the nuclear family
i remain invisible
to your parental nurture

As a daughter to women who cherish men
i remain invisible
to your favouritism

As you label me a person with some kind of incapacity
my achievements remain invisible
to your boxed-in concepts

As an artist in a world motivated by greed
i remain invisible
to your economic rationalism

As a child in a world of responsibility
my childlike wisdoms remain invisible
as they fall upon deaf ears

As a mother waiting tables of bloodline
i remain invisible
to your gratitude and recognition of value

As aging attempts to put all my eggs in one basket
i become invisible
in a society which romanticizes youth

The flame of my Self burns brightly
whether it is seen by others or not
it lights my way

on my death bed I will meet my Self
and all shall be visible
Once and for all

Blessed be

© wildwomenlove poetry

 

“Uncontrollablefailure” by Nathan Emery

She
fell down so far,
out of my reach
but not out of my sight.
I watched her
crash and burn
in the bottom of a bottle of crown
and I tried to reach down
but she didn’t even look up
to see my expression;
the red in my eyes.
I didn’t want to let her go
but she was never
really in my grasp.
So maybe I’m the one that fell;
into a bottle of vodka and vicoden,
to drown her out
to drown the world out…
to drown me out.
She split and spilt in every direction
except the one I was standing in;
just trying to catch her,
trying to clean her up
but missing every single drop.

“lay down now, little sister” by greeneyedlady

i still see him
walking up and down the darkened street
he held a shotgun in his hands
he held our lives as he always had
and two faces too little to be seen
were peeking over the edge of the windowsill
and i was whispering hollow words
lay down now, little sister
it’s just some cats running through the garbage cans

and for the fear he brought down
a father’s raucous shouts and a mother’s terrified cries
shatter the quiet of the night
would he shoot the gun?
she knew very well he might
and she waited
for the night to edge a little toward the light
and when the neighbors said settle down
or we’re calling the police, man
i thought
they’ll take you in and dry you out
and i hope you never get out of the can!

but for any of you who have ever tried
to reason with a wickedly drunken man
well, you know the decision to put the gun down
wasn’t made out of love at all
he just stepped wrong took a little fall
and it dropped from his unsteady hands….
now i don’t know how we ever did it
how we managed to pretend it never happened
our eyes would meet but we’d just look away
and two faces, too little to understand
but never too old to pretend
to be sleeping
in their beds
in that house
in the way that only scared little kids can
lay down now, little sister
it’s just some cats running through the garbage cans…

Artemis by Lynnette Shelley

End by Matteo Pontonutti

White Light by Lissie Rustage

Porcine by Lynnette Shelley

The Pecking Order by Glitterfest

4 Eyes by Paul (Quixote) Alleyne

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Features for 27th March 2011 – Psychological Landscapes

I recently launched a challenge called ‘Psychological Landscapes’, so in continuation of that theme I’ve chosen 12 artworks which depict an imaginary scene and use symbolic elements of the scenery as metaphors for an internal state or and introspective narrative. (I’ve had two feature sessions in a row now where I’ve just featured images and no writing, so next time it’s my turn I’ll make a point of focusing on written pieces!)

Possibilities by Tara Lemana
I like the serene simplicity of this piece and its dreamlike quality, while it also gives a sense of loneliness and grandeur.
Possibilities by Tara Lemana

Cold Comfort by Graeme Hindmarsh
This surreal and minimalist piece explores “isolation and alienation in the modern world” (Graeme Hindmarsh). Despite its simplicity it contains many messages and it’s the sort of piece that you could look at for a while. Interesting and original work!
Cold Comfort by Graeme Hindmarsh

My way by Jacky
This image along with its title conveys such a dramatic sense of directionality, with its use of leading lines to the vanishing point on the horizon both in the skyscape and the landscape. It’s striking in its energy, boldness and richness.
My way by Jacky

No Name by Manolya F.
This piece conveys a powerful message and seems open to various interpretations. One commentator eloquently said “We either walk into despair or into hope. From the darkend sky there appears great light and energy that seems to recharge the water. Perhaps going into it will somehow recharge us in the process. You choose.” (RoyAllenHunt)
No Name by Manolya F.

without my wings by strawberries
strawberries says that this image was inspired by Britney Spears’ song ‘Everytime’. I think it’s a beautiful song and this is a fantastic, darkly stylish interpretation of it!
without my wings by strawberries

And when the Clock stops.. by Matteo Pontonutti
“…how will they remember me?” Like a lot of Matteo Pontonutti‘s work this has a cold feeling of enormity about it, with its use of huge barren landscapes – this time exploring the stark and overwhelming fact of mortality.
And when the Clock stops.. by Matteo Pontonutti

Echoes…. by Carol Knudsen
This image was inspired by the Pink Floyd song ‘Echoes’ which starts with the lyrics “Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air / And deep beneath the rolling waves / In labyrinths of coral caves / The echo of a distant tide / Comes willowing across the sand”. I love the cool melancholy in this picture. An inspired and inspiring piece.
Echoes.... by Carol Knudsen

endless solitary by vampvamp
A beautiful and poetic image, brilliant use of white space. There is something very philosophical about it…
endless solitary by vampvamp

the perplexity of L O S T by Fiery-Fire
Inspired by Salvador Dali, this surreal piece combines natural, emotive symbolism with fantastical symbolism, combining the realistic with the impossible to create a rather perplexing and intriguing image!
the perplexity of L O S T by Fiery-Fire

Cirrus by Randy Monteith
‘Cirrus clouds are cloud characterized by thin, wisplike strands, often bunched into tufts’ (says Wikipedia). I don’t know how to interpret this picture myself, but I just love its fresh, airy, bright and breezy feel.
Cirrus by Randy Monteith

Rising against…. by nanaris
This has such a feminine, earthy appeal and tells an intriguing story which can be interpreted in many ways…
Rising against.... by nanaris

Drowning in a Sea of Tears by Sandra Bauser Digital Art
I’ve had my eye on this piece for a while, waiting for an opportunity to feature it. It’s beautifully emotive and the crisp quality of the processing is sublime…
Drowning in a Sea of Tears by Sandra Bauser Digital Art

–from Rebecca Tun

Challenge winners – “Monochrome, but not B&W”, December 10th 2010

“This challenge is for artwork and photographs which pretty much only involve one colour, but we are not looking for black & white or grayscale photos or drawings here.
For example…
It might be a monochrome photograph in the sense of being e.g. sepia, ambrotype, cyanotype, either originally or through a post-processing filter.
Or it could be any sort of digital image which has been given a hue, colour cast or some kind of filter so that all the colour in the images consists of different shades of one colour.
Or it might simply be that the subject matter of the photo, painting or drawing involves almost or completely one colour.
Or it colour be any digital image which has been so reduced in saturation, brilliance or contrast that each shade barely differs from grey.
I am taking the word ‘colour’ to mean not black or white. Black and white can be thought of as the darkest and lightest shade of any given colour.
Monochrome means almost the same thing as duotone!”

We have two winners for the “Monochrome, but not B&W” challenge: Berns, with A Blue Day, and Ivy Izzard, with The Web.

A Blue Day by Berns
A Blue Day

This beautiful image of Oliva Beach, Valencia, Spain is a great example of how the use of one colour can give a calm and dreamlike overall quality to an image. The subtle variation in the blues of the distant mountains receding into the mist is perfectly complemented by the sharper light and dark contrast which captures the crispness of the waves so effectively. And the simple, silhouetted figure in the middle distance gives the image a story.

The Web by Ivy Izzard
The Web

This is a lovely example of how choosing one narrow part of the colour spectrum and working with that can produce a stylish and evocative image. The masterful use of bluish greys for the soft but fine shading in this picture is part of what gives the image its mysterious feel, as the figure seems to be literally emerging from the foliage. I think this is a beautifully romantic and charming picture.

Congratulations to both our winners, who are now featured members for a while!

Rebecca Tun – our newest blogger and co-host

I’m so utterly excited to announce an addition to the TBF family. Please welcome Rebecca Tun, who is a terrific up-and-coming model, photographer, and artist. Her styles can range considerably, from whimsical to period costumes, nudes, insightful, and introspective.

You may visit her own website here or her Redbubble Gallery here.

Please enjoy a little glimpse of Rebecca’s work:




Model Work:

Touched by black and white – Challenge winner

Nothing like going back to basics, when it comes to a challenge. This time, the idea was simple: “share a picture that touches you with it’s use of black and white“. One of our cohosts, Matthew Dawkins, was voted challenge winner with An Ode to Katie. Go visit his RedBubble profile ASAP!

What the artist wrote:

Taken July, 2007

An Ode To Katie

Hey you! Good afternoon
Everyone is staring at me
Its been forever
Since I’ve been able to see
Been able to see that beautiful face
And I know that I can’t leave
Or have just one last embrace

Yeah I’m a fool for love
You’ve got me stuck
And left me on
Just like I knew you would
I know I’m a fool for you.

Now I’d love to have you back
So you can tell me what to do
But God has taken you
Not ashamed of the life I choose to live
You’ve got my heart
And its all alone
And I’m far away from the things I’ve shown

Yeah I’m a fool for love
You’ve got me stuck
And left me on
Just like I knew you would
I know I’m a fool for you

Now its time
And I’ve been so alone
But now its time to go
And let go of that Tuesday night

Yeah I’m a fool for love
You’ve got me stuck
And left me on
Just like I knew you would
I know I’m a fool for you.

Goodnight Katie.

Challenge winners: the six-word memoir / Brilliant Blurs (updated)

Happy Towel Day, everyone! We need to celebrate this very creative day with a couple of announcements: as we had previously shared with you, the six-word memoir is a force to be reckoned with. Nebsy knows all about this, and that’s why she was voted Six-Word Memoir challenge winner with this gem:

“Eat your cookie before it crumbles”.

Another six-word memoirs that was destined for greatness: “Suck it up Princess, Right now!” (Sonya Smith).

Also, the Brilliant Blurs challenge also has a winner… times 2: babibell and her stunning blurrific photo Jump.

Gavin Nolan and his Final Flight were also honored by the TBF voters.

“In the water” challenge winner

One of our latest challenges celebrated the life force present in H2O:

“Water is the symbol of life, purity, fertility, and wisdom, to name a few. Please enter submissions that show something in the water where the object clearly has a relationship with water itself”.

 Dawn OConnor submitted this hilarious frog semi-menàge atrois, called There are 3 of us in this relationship.

Elox – The Artist behind the Lens

EloxElox is a photographer whose work is as unique as each breath that we take, never to be replicated. He has a way of capturing moments that will burn themselves onto your cornea. Every day places and figures, shadows and moments in time – all photographed in amazingly evocative ways. Every piece is perfection through the lens; moody and intense and filled with stories. He has mastered the use of focus and blur, dark and light, shadows, contrast, framing, and perspective. The mysterious and cinematic ambience leaves the viewer breathless and always asking for more. He is by far my favorite photographer.

I had the opportunity to have a quick chat with him recently. Please enjoy this mini-interview.

Can you tell me how you got started in photography and a little about that journey?
I started with painting. I think this gave me a good sense of what I want to accomplish with photography. A sense of what I want to show, the emotions I want to convey. A good background if you like. I started photography about 5 years ago when a friend of mine bought a Nikon, I held it and it just felt right. Since then I always had a camera. I bought my own of course.

What do you wish for within your viewers when they soak in one of your pieces?
I seek impact, punch, emotions, and a break with traditions.

What are the three must-have items when you go out to take photos (excluding the camera)?
Cigarettes, a thin black tissue that I attach to my camera for some special photos, money “in case i have to get out of trouble”.

What is your creative process?
Inspiration, a heart beat, an idea. Then I disappear and let my senses take control, boundaries disappear…nothing can stop you now.

Thanks to Elox for sharing with us a glimpse of his inspirations and technique. He is a distinctive and unique artist with amazing talent and I look forward to each masterpiece that he shares. I hope you enjoy the selections of his work below;  please see more of his work on either RedBubble or Flickr.




Duffboy – New Contributing Blogger

I’m very excited to announce some more changes for Touched By Fire. We are adding additional hosts and bloggers as we continue to grow and I’m SUPER pleased to introduce our latest addition.

Duffboy is photographer and writer that hails from Guatemala City. He has a background in photojournalism and communication arts and has a diverse portfolio of work: portraits, landscapes, nude photography, and poetry, to name a few. Oh, and don’t forget he’s an avid blogger and tweeter.

Please enjoy a few of my favorite pieces of his as an introduction to the man behind the latest TBF blogs.

Echo

I’m your alternate ending
the button you
should’ve pushed
21 flavors in a single
cup.

I’m the passerby
who dialed 911
mystery man, scape goat
a bomb.

I’m the right words
to say when you need
to seduce, snake charmer,
whenever you must perform
spread legs forgery.

I’m the echo, the real deal
a surface just cleaned.


No one’s dying anytime soon

Footsteps, misteps, falling

debris.

I seek shelter from gospel

choirs.

The politics of truth

gang up on me,

they’re not my truths

not my policies.

Bullets stray, voices are raised

guilty parties whose names

are named.

You speak of mortality, joy and I listen.

Yet, I’m afraid.