Resonant Enigma Too: Purpose

I'm making this into an "Art Blog"; more painting and drawing, less aimless wandering and whatnot. Not that there's anything wrong with that ...

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Sunday, December 27, 2020

Window Light (Moonlight)

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 Nikon D5600, Nikkor 18-55mm lens, ISO 5000, F5.6, 1/2sec.
Luminar4: Aerial Faded + Paint: Polygon Shape Fill + Photos "Edit&Create": Crop

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Friday, December 25, 2020

Gigersaurus Behemoth


 Pencil in 11"x8.5" medium weight sketchbook; + Luminar 4 White Balance Advanced -100 Whites and Blacks; + Smart Contrast - 51; + "Creative" Sunrays.

Wednesday, December 2, 2020

Field

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 1996, 10"x10" oil on canvas

Still getting used to Nikon D5600 and now, as if that wasn't enough to worry about, I'm trying to figure out Luminar 4, a new editing program, very strange to this old brain...

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Monday, September 14, 2020

To Those Who Would Be Artists: Beware Of The Geeks

Still from a Dave Emmons* ad on youtube

 

I copy and pasted this instead of linking to it, because right under it on the website (Fine Art Views dot com) was an ad to keep you clicking: 

TO THOSE WHO WOULD BE ARTISTS: BEWARE OF THE GEEKS

12/28/2019 1:26:35 PM by Clint Watson
17 Comments
Topics: art and psychology | Clint Watson | FineArtViews | social media

This post is by Clint Watson, former art gallery owner and founder of BoldBrush, known for FASO Artist Websites, the leading provider of professional artist websites, the $38,000+ BoldBrush Painting Competition and the free daily art marketing newsletter, FineArtViews. As a self-proclaimed "art fanatic", Clint delights that BoldBrush's downtown San Antonio, Texas office is full of original art, as is his home office which he shares with his two feline assistants Kiara and Lilly. You can connect with Clint on Twitter, Facebook or his personal blog at clintavo.com

 There is some truth to this quote by Jeff Hammerbacher:

    “The best minds of my generation are thinking about how to make people click ads. That sucks.” [1]

If there is indeed a correlation between silence and creativity, then beware of what we, the geeks, have created.  We've built Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest and many other services that are designed to tap into the same part of your brain that addicts people to slot machines...all with the goal of getting you to click on our ads.  We want to bring you back, over and over and over again so that you'll click on the ads and make us rich.  That sucks (for you, not for us :-)).

 The best way to sell art is to produce art that is so good they can't ignore you.  To do that, you need to spend time quietly.....the opposite of what the best tech minds of our generation are trying to get you to do.  We, the geeks, simply can not allow you that
quiet time, because that might make you rich instead of us.  We need you to be a consumer, not a producer.  

 So......beware the geeks.  If you let us, we'll be happy to take your time, your money and your future.

 Sincerely,
Clint Watson
FASO Founder, Software Craftsman and Art Fanatic
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Footnotes
[1] Source: http://www.businessweek.com/magazine/content/11_17/b4225060960537.htm


*This was one of the comments on the above post:

I wasted $1000 with David Emmons who is selling a class to artists to learn how to put ads on Facebook. He claims to make 635 sales per month and a -6 figure - income. I diligently went through the whole class, made the changes, business page with FB, paid for some ads but quickly figured out that the only one making money was FB. When I wrote toDavid to ask about this he cut me off from my - lifetime” access to the course and will not answer my emails. So BEWARE Artists! Everyone Wants to take your money. They all have the - easy” answer, the one step solution, etc. There is no -easy” answer, there is work! Eileen
Posted by Eileen P. Goldenberg · via fineartviews.com · 9 months ago

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Friday, March 20, 2020

Plenty To Do

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"At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: "The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang."
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra's breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don't you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don't you dare."
 - Caitlin Moran
hidden shores (via https://whiskeyriver.blogspot.com)



Saturday, March 14, 2020

Wintoe

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"I don’t really know whether art can exist without a certain degree of tranquillity or spiritual poise; without a certain amount of quiet you can have neither philosophy nor religion nor painting nor poetry. And as one of the specialties of modern life is to abolish this quiet, we are in danger of losing our arts together with the quiet of the soul that art demands." - Saul Bellow




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Tuesday, March 3, 2020

3/1/2020, out the front door (and a rant, 3/3/20)

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I just searched "the god of sleep" and first up was Hypnos, the Greek deity associated with sleep. I'm not up on Greek mythology, but if I could corner this numb-nuts I'd have a bone to pick.
To wit, why in god's green hell would you make sleep an ability? A physical fucking ability, that one can of course, therefore lose! The body gets old and wears out, loses its' edge when it comes to sleeping.
I can understand giving kids the lion's share, what with all their growing and jumping around like monkeys and what not (good times), but why not save a little for the old-and-worn-out? We get tired, too, Mr. Hypnos! Damn tired. Do you know what you're depriving of humanity, keeping our batteries so low that the brain doesn't even want to come online?
We know stuff. We could help out. But I can't at the moment imagine how exactly. Any clue as to why, Hypnos? God of...

...sleep... hypnos... hmm...

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Saturday, February 22, 2020

2/19/2020, Harmon Field north towards the creek

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I thought I might walk a few laps at the track but that mean north wind blew me back into the car, and I just took some pics through the windshield.


Still playing with the "new" Nikon D5600 I got last August. It's so much unlike the film type SLR's I used to use I'm not really too enthused. At least these are in focus...


Also learning new editing software that came with Windows 10, which seems a bit limited compared to what I'm used to but I think I'm done with ArcSoft. I downloaded their free trial version of PhotoStudio but when it came time to pay I broke down and for once in my life read the Terms of Use agreement, and could not agree.
I don't exactly speak 'legalese' but it read to me like they are reserving the right to make any use they see fit of anything you scan into their software (pullin' a Zuckerberg?), and they got rules concerning what type of thing you're allowed to put in! After you've paid for it, in your own home, on your own private computer. Maybe I was tired, maybe I read it wrong, but I hit the "no thanks" button.
Anybody read the Terms for Adobe PhotoShop?

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Now that I think of it though, it's probably way too late to worry about any level of "privacy" - or any kind of "rights" for that matter -  on a computer. I've never read the Terms of Use for Microsoft either...

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