This evening's little doodle from some public domain art of unknown origin. It's pretty raggedy, as am I as I prepare to careen into slumber and dreams.
Res Ipsa Loquitor,
S
Showing posts with label digital effects. Show all posts
Showing posts with label digital effects. Show all posts
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
And yet again…
Dear Friends,
They came again to my fevered dreams. Strange but familiar.
Hic Finis Est
S
They came again to my fevered dreams. Strange but familiar.
Hic Finis Est
S
Monday, November 25, 2013
A Visitor in Dreams…
Dear Friends,
A visitor arrived in dreams last night. It did not speak, but behind my eyelids, between my ears, somewhere in the vicinity of my brain's Hippocampus, there was a buzzing. It slowly resolved into music and emotions unspoken. I cannot recall what it all meant.
Hic Finis Est,
S
A visitor arrived in dreams last night. It did not speak, but behind my eyelids, between my ears, somewhere in the vicinity of my brain's Hippocampus, there was a buzzing. It slowly resolved into music and emotions unspoken. I cannot recall what it all meant.
Hic Finis Est,
S
Monday, June 17, 2013
More Visual Noodling…
Dear Friends,
Here is another bit of noodling with a public domain image from perhaps the finest piece of silent film plucked out of a genre that was just being first explored in cinema back in the 1920s.
SCS ©
Here is another bit of noodling with a public domain image from perhaps the finest piece of silent film plucked out of a genre that was just being first explored in cinema back in the 1920s.
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Another Old Buddy…
Dear Friends,
Another old buddy stopped by.
©SCS
Another old buddy stopped by.
He is considered quite a looker on his Home World.
Friday, June 7, 2013
My Rescue!
Dear Friends,
A recent transmission from my Home World. I am being hailed to stand by for further instructions.
I Remains Yours in Infradibity,
SCS
Friday, May 24, 2013
More Digital Manipulation…
Dear Friends,
Another manipulation of a Public Domain photo of one of the most terrifying heroes of my childhood. Can you guess who this fellow is?
I remain yours, as always, with one foot into The Twilight Zone,
SCS ©2013
Another manipulation of a Public Domain photo of one of the most terrifying heroes of my childhood. Can you guess who this fellow is?
I remain yours, as always, with one foot into The Twilight Zone,
SCS ©2013
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
A Furthur Experiment?
Dear Friends,
Well, I'm still noodling about with Flying Meat's Acorn image editing toy with my Mac's iSight Camera. I'm getting a grip on the palette of filters and controls. I might actually know how to do something on purpose in the next few days, but I think that I'll take a break to do some writing. Hopefully my fingers, eyes and what constitutes my still existing cerebrum will retain what I've learned in this digital finger painting. Anyhow, I recommend Acorn to anybody who doesn't always need the full features of PhotoShop, and will be happy for a lightweight and easy to learn editor.
Res Ipsa Loquitor,
SCS
Monday, July 16, 2012
More Nonsense with Digital Photos…
Dear Friends,
I am slowly getting a grasp of this excellent, cheap piece of imaging software; Acorn from Flying Meat, a purveyor of excellent and cheap software… um, that is redundant and superfluous and hence required no repeating again over again. Whatever.
I am a big fan of "good-enuf" tech. In most situations a left-handed crowbar will solve whatever problem confronts you. When I have more time I'll tell you about getting my uncle Murray straightened out. We did not need any iPhone crapola and fancy pants waterproof bumpers. Just a crowbar that fit snug in my left dexter which is, to you lay people, sinister. Yeah, that's another story and another topic that entails some lexicography which you don't want… or so I am to presume.
Whatever. In playing around with various filters in this $50 piece of fine digital junk in my juvenile way, using nothing but the crummy iSight camera on my new MacBook Air and that previously mentioned excellent and cheap software, I have created the following image to annoy my long suffering beloved, a fine art photographer of great repute who remarkably puts up with my infantile verbal and digital antics with or without photographs and pictures nor being redundant again once more again.
She took one look at this and sniffed and walked away all haughty-like, like she knows art when she sees it or makes it with her camera all filmy-like and okay, right, she has more talent in her pinky toe than I do in my whole skull. Whatever. I did manage to turn myself here into an alien feline without actually having to do the genetic transformation after getting probed by those aliens that keep landing in my back yard. I don't believe that they really have any lollipops on that ship and I am not going to follow those big eyed, big headed little silver bastards up that gang plank for an extraterrestrial enema.
Res Ipsa Loquitor,
SCS
I am slowly getting a grasp of this excellent, cheap piece of imaging software; Acorn from Flying Meat, a purveyor of excellent and cheap software… um, that is redundant and superfluous and hence required no repeating again over again. Whatever.
I am a big fan of "good-enuf" tech. In most situations a left-handed crowbar will solve whatever problem confronts you. When I have more time I'll tell you about getting my uncle Murray straightened out. We did not need any iPhone crapola and fancy pants waterproof bumpers. Just a crowbar that fit snug in my left dexter which is, to you lay people, sinister. Yeah, that's another story and another topic that entails some lexicography which you don't want… or so I am to presume.
Whatever. In playing around with various filters in this $50 piece of fine digital junk in my juvenile way, using nothing but the crummy iSight camera on my new MacBook Air and that previously mentioned excellent and cheap software, I have created the following image to annoy my long suffering beloved, a fine art photographer of great repute who remarkably puts up with my infantile verbal and digital antics with or without photographs and pictures nor being redundant again once more again.
She took one look at this and sniffed and walked away all haughty-like, like she knows art when she sees it or makes it with her camera all filmy-like and okay, right, she has more talent in her pinky toe than I do in my whole skull. Whatever. I did manage to turn myself here into an alien feline without actually having to do the genetic transformation after getting probed by those aliens that keep landing in my back yard. I don't believe that they really have any lollipops on that ship and I am not going to follow those big eyed, big headed little silver bastards up that gang plank for an extraterrestrial enema.
Res Ipsa Loquitor,
SCS
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