the kettle begins to rumble and boilmuch as kettles have for how many years now? how many lifetimes? how many epochs? while the world falls down around us and eventually get back up to wipe the shit from the fan and plant a garden the kettles will boil on and whistle just like they always have.
- dan k
Vanishing Point error [Archive] - Planet Photoshop Community
I get an error message when I try to select the vanishing point filter that the operation could not be completed. I tried the vanishing point filter on two different PSD files and both times I got the same message so the error is not specific to any one file.I believe the vanishing point filter somehow remembers an error in afile once you do something in it that the vanishing point filter doesn't like. (I had already run the filter on the two effected files several times before.) Using the save as command and changing the names of the files didn't correct the problem. It was only when I copied and pasted the layers of the files to new files that the problem was fixed. I think i this is is another CS3 photoshop bug. I found on the Adobe Labs forum that other users were having the same issue.
YouTube - Hi-Fructose: Chris Berens
a vid of him talking about his work. see below.
painter, very interesting. starn twins, witkin, richter influenced. man, i am stoked to find him.
kinda a strange organic photoshop fest meets geiger. but more realistic. interesting any way you look at it.
Rare Interview With Gary Winogrand - O'Reilly Digital Media Blog
“You don’t learn anything from repeating what you know, in affect, so I keep trying to make (the process) uncertain. The nature of the photographic process - it is about failure. Most everything I do doesn’t quite make it. The failures can be intelligent; nothing ventured nothing gained. Hopefully you’re risking failing every time you make a frame.”
Amen to that.
Jupiterimages to be sold to Getty Images for $96 million
The failure of Jupiter to succeed in this industry is another example of how inadequate the corporate world is when dealing with the ever changing world. Getty’s domination of the commercial stock business is also, indeed, scary and troublesome, but yet, not guaranteed.
Well there you have it. Fire sale prices and who is left? I think the era of stock photography is at a end. Getty only wants wholly owned shot by staffers and does everything possible to discourage people shooting content for them.
For the times they are a changin...
a window full of cobwebs and a pine tree impaled on a hammock
half a cup of coffee and a empty inbox
nothing to do but stare out the cobwebs and bask in the silence
damn, there are a lot of spiders up here.
The Dishwasher's Tears: Azucar Y Chicle
What I find is that if I can just observe my emotions without making them a big deal, I don't get as caught up in them. They become more like something my body does, and I don't have a lot of control over it, but I don't have to let it control me, either.
Retouchers are what web designers were in 1996.
"My cousin has a copy of Front Page, why do we need to hire some fancy Web Designer for our site? We can save a ton of money using him!"
Replace Front Page with "Pirated Photoshop" and you get the drift. One of the things that really get my goat is how people think retouching is easy work, so thats why they want to do it. Though now that I think about it, I guess that pretty much pisses off any professional in any field, but I digress. Retouching, though it is close to 100 years old, is still considered new in Photography because of all the digital whiz bangery there is. As if no one made a composite or retouched a in a chemical darkroom before.
Someone pirates a copy of Photoshop posts a postage stamp composite at 72dpi to WorthOnethousand and they think they can retouch professionally for print. LOL!
So anyways, stop emailing me for work. Rant over. I am gonna go drink coffee and stare at pixel at 500%.
"Nothing can hold you back - not your childhood, not the history of a lifetime, not even the very last moment before now. In a moment you can abandon your past. And once abandoned, you can redefine it.
If the past was a ring of futility, let it become a wheel of yearning that drives you forward. If the past was a brick wall, let it become a dam to unleash your power.
The very first step of change is so powerful, the boundaries of time fall aside. In one bittersweet moment, the sting of the past is dissolved and its honey salvaged."
I know I just said blogging here is at a freeze, but the world conspires against my plans. Firstly, Wired Mag just wrote a peice saying the personal blog is dead and out dated, so kill your blog. Nothing motivates me more to doing something then others saying it is "uncool and dead". Two, ScribeFire works again so I can blog pages I find without having to enter a editor. Lastly, I need a place to keep track of the things I am interested in. Really, actually lastly (For Reals, as the kids say), I am going to work on posting wonderous life positive things and art. No fucking news or politics ever again. I am going to try to link only to individual personal sites as well.
This is an investigation into elongating the time experienced by viewing an image. Rather than capture a single moment in time, the images exist at different points in time. The difference between the representation and perception of these moments creates a speed in which a viewer engages themselves. The photographs, lines, and dioramas inspect such productive effects of representation.
Have not been posting here due to other more pressing issues, such as, well, the End of the World. So go listen to REM and have fun watching the whole shit house burn down.
"That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane - Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn, world serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed it off an aux speak,, grunt, no, strength, The ladder starts to clatter with fear fight down height. Wire in a fire, representing seven games, a government for hire and a combat site. Left of west and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped. Look at that low playing! Fine, then. Uh oh, overflow, population, common food, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and the revered and the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched.
It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn. Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down. Watch your heel crush, crushed. Uh-oh, this means no fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline.
It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone) It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine. (I feel fine)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone) It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone) It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
The other night I dreamt of knives, continental drift divide. Mountains sit in a line Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev. Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone) It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone) It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone) It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone) It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone) It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone) It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine..."
For the record, fuck you all. Fuck the world old school, FTW. Not this for the win shit.
Just making sure we all have it straight.
NY Times: Fannie, Freddie Nationalization (aka Conservatorship) Imminent I'd link to the NY Times article but the comments on this site are way more insightful.
We are lookinig at full meltdown now people.
Howdy all, working on getting back into the swing of things up here after the move. Much more relaxed and less tense. It's a very nice and much needed change of pace! All sorts of things on the plate here and I will probably start writing more about the projects here in house. Maybe starting with a break down of my last promo piece.
Article ID 2217 Summary Canon tethered to Capture One 3.7.8 on Mac OS 10.5.2 or later the software says "connecting to camera". Problem This issue is a result of the 10.5.2 Apple Updating including an application that controls tethered connections, Type8, for the Aperture Program.
Below are steps to follow to remove the application and allow Capture One 3.7.8 to tether to Canon cameras on Mac OS 10.5.2
Reader, if you're much over 30, you probably remember what it used to be like for the typical American kid. Remember how there used to be this thing called "going out to play"? For younger readers, I'll explain this archaic concept. It worked like this: The child or children in the house -- as long as they were over age 4 or so -- went to the door, opened it, and ... went outside. <A href="http://www.latimes.com/news/opinion/commentary/la-oe-brooks15-2008may15,0,3678233.column">They braved the neighborhood pedophile just waiting to pounce, the rusty nails just waiting to be stepped on, the trees just waiting to be fallen out of, and they "played."</a>
A narrated slide show of the making of this month’s cover. Texas Monthly. Kinda interesting.